DISCLAIMERRRRR: I don't own fruits basket or Akito. Sorry.

An- This is a one shot I wrote, I Kinda liked it so I posted it. Lmao. Please read and relax. I EDITED IT! So, it’s a repost.

I lay in the depths of my bed, staring mindlessly at my ceiling. The only thing that ever stayed loyal to me my whole life. The only thing that would listen to my problems, and not comment on every little thing I said, was an object of no being. No life. Soon, to be what I would become. The ceiling would always be where I'd want it to be, no questions asked. Unlike the entire juunishi who frolicked to that whore Tohru Honda.

Why did they even bother? They would all have to come back to me in the end...in our endless banquet. And then, Honda would truly see what its like to be alone, to fend for her life, just as I did. I may have been surrounded by many people, but...they never truly got to know me for me, and not as their god. I tried to be nice to them, give them unconditional love, housed them, and even gave them their precious Tohru. They don't appreciate the things I give them; so once again, I get onto the topic of my ceiling.

The ceiling who had seen me cry night after night, the ceiling who been present through my wrong deeds, and smiled through my happy moments. I have to admit, I feel quiet childish, thinking a ceiling is my best friend. But even as a child, I've never had a friend to talk to. Sure, there was Yuki, but my mother...She told me to do all these horrible things to him, and my only friend...became the most feared of me.

I guess I've never really tried to be-friend anyone, such as the younger zodiacs..or even outsiders. I don't even remember the last time I stepped out of the main house on my own, and took a walk. Nor the last time I ate out with some one who cared for me. But what am I talking about? I've never done these things, or even thought about it. I did though...I would dream of running away from here for ever and seeing the world. But because of this curse...I'm too weak to move, and too dependent to be on my own. I'm just like a spoiled brat, never caring about anyone else, or their feelings.

Does it sound wrong if I say watch my ceiling? Do I sound...mental? I guess I am though. 'Hey! I'm Akito Sohma! The god of the zodiac, feared by the young zodiacs, and praised by the elder! Oh yeah, I have a fend for watching ceilings.'

Yeah, that’s what I thought. But I can't help but feel that if I stare long enough...that maybe it'll move, and show emotion, or even talk. But who am I kidding?

My ceiling might always be there...but it can’t show emotion, or talk...or love me. It won’t respect me like Kureno, or help me like Hatori. It can't make me tea like Ayame does, or make me laugh like that dumb ox. It can't make me feel warm like talking to Kisa, or help me sleep at night when I'm aching. It won’t love me like Shigure does...

My ceiling had been there for me though thick or thin...but...there is one thing I regret about staying here and talking with my ceiling. The fact that I've been wasting my time left, here, alone, when I could be out there...with my family. Laughing, smiling, making a difference in their life...and setting my soul free. So maybe...if I just tried. I could finally be someone who lives their life one day at a time, adapting to their world...and accepting their fate to die.

AUTHOR NOTE: I hoped you liked it. I did. XD
Kamu-Chan. OVER&OUT. Iloveyou