Hiya all furuba fans. As you've probably guessed, I've gone around editing my story summaries and author notes, so I hope you like the new layout - its an awful lot better for me to write this way rather than going around thinking of different stuff each chapter!

In them I'll have the summary, and then any extra comments or 'thank you's' I'd like to mention.

So yeah - on with the summary. The first part is the summary for the entire story, and then they'll be a section for each individual chapter. At the end of each chapter there will be a little preview to the next chapter.

Summary:

"I stood there, frozen and scared stiff about what was happening to me... to us... a hand around my throat... a dagger brandished at the others... my brothers trying to free me... a life about to end... The croud watching just didn't understand, couldn'tunderstand how I saw these events... That I didn't see him as a monster..." Akira Sohma, the Bird of the zodiac knew there was a connection between her and the 'god', Akito (male) from the moment she met him... But when that bond gets in the way of her family, and fellow Juiinishi's feeling to her, will she be able to carry on competing to love, and hope... or will she be swallowed by everyone else's feelings... "This is my story..."

I never imagened that I would be the one to start off all these events, but looking back on it all... well it's only too clear... it was only too clear that I was the betrayer...

This is going to be my longest fanfiction - I've already planned over thirty chapters, so I hope you stick with it all. Akito is probably my favourite character - so I decided to portray him (as I am using the anime version) as a more misunderstood character...

I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I have writing this for you all!

Kaytii/

P.S. Feel free to ask about anything you don't understand, or even to just tell me that there is something missing in it... ^_^

Also, I ask humbly if all my readers will join my community, when i shall post more stories onto it, and also my forum - which will be the proceeds to another story when some of my others are nearing their end - its called "the outsiders" and it's about... well just please just check it out!

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Blood on Their Hands

The Innocence of Childhood: The First Betrayal…

I stood there, frozen and scared stiff about what was happening to me… to us

A hand against my throat…

A dagger brandished at the others…

My family competing to free me…

A life about to end…

The crowd watching on just didn't understand – not one of them, not even my beloved brothers, or even my love truly understood, which was why it had all come down to this…

Why could they not just understand that this decision was on I had made out of my own free will, not by force…?

Why couldn't they just respect my choice and leave me alone?

This was the only place I had ever truly felt welcome…

A patter of feet…

A slicing thud

A piercing scream…

All I had ever wanted was to be close to him – I had my reasons even if they didn't understand them. After all, they didn't see the past events in the same way that I had, because they were blinded by their fear, and couldn't see his other side…

And that is why all this has happened…

A loosening of hands, of bonds…

Screams as we both fell to the ground, in pain…

My life lost to the dagger…

If only they could understand…

Understand that I had wanted to go to him, to be with him…

That I had allowed him to erase my brothers' memories semi-permanently…

That I had decided, long ago, what my fate would be…

A scream in the darkness…

The smell of blood…

The stench of death

As the blood spread out over the floor, I could feel my entire being collapse as I realised what had now happened, right here, right now…

What my family had done…

I stayed there, feeling pain I had only once known before, as the light slowly faded from his dark eyes, leaving both his eyes and face somewhat less destructive than they had been in life – but that was no trade for me – I wanted the originals back… I would give anything to have them back.

A hand on my shoulder…

The tears of mourning…

The end on an era filled with light… and darkness…

Hope… and despair…

Life…. and death…

And now it was over, the bond was severed…

But we were all left with blood on our hands…

And I was left with a story of love, and hope… and betrayal…

----------------------------------'Kira's POV-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ten Years Earlier…

"Momma…? Where are we going…?" I looked up to see my mother; a slight figure dressed entirely in black, and noticed that, although she was trying to hide it from me, under her netted veil she was crying. "I… I'm sorry momma… please don't cry… I… I didn't mean to be inconsiderate… momma… please don't be upset with me… momma…?"

"Hmmm…?" My mother looked down in a daze, seeming to only realise then that I was there, and quickly crouched in front of me, pulling my tearful gaze to meet her mirrored one. "Darling, it isn't your fault! Today… Today is just a sad day, and momma was just a little overemotional… okay…?"

"O… okay momma…" I stood in silence in front of my mother as she placed a thin black veil over my pinned hair, completely obscuring my identity from the poisoned glares of the other patrons.

"Darling, you don't need to go into the church; especially since Ren-san will be there. Why don't you go to the playground and keep Yuki-kun Company? I'm sure that you'd rather be in the playground then in this service. Just… Just promise me that you will stay there until I call you, and that you won't run off."

"Sure momma… but… but are you not going to say 'hi' to Yuki-kun first? You haven't seen him since New Year's, and that was months ago!"

"Darling you know why I can't… If Ren-san realised that a child of mine was so close to where she resides… she may decide to… have… I can't let that happen! I can't… and he can't know about it either… not if he wants to be 'happy'… And if I'm harsh to him… and command him to go back to Akito-sama… it's only so that he is protected from her… Akito sama is the only one who can contain him mother, after all…"

"I know there's a reason for it all momma… only… It does make Yuki-kun so lonely though… I can see it so clearly in his eyes…" I trailed off pensively, knowing it would just cause mother more pain if I continued.

"I… I know darling… and I don't wasn't him to be like that… only…" Momma stopped to collect herself before continuing. "… now go along darling… tell… tell Yuki-kun I say 'hello' to him… and… and… and that I love him… I'll be back in a few hours…"

She kissed my forehead, and, for a moment before she stood up, I saw gentle tears form in her eyes. As she hurried off into the Sohma's private chapel I watched the crowds all gather into the building. No one paid any attention to me, and I didn't want any at all so I decided to make my way to the playground and join Yuki-kun.

As I approached the gate I paused for a moment, looking in and seeing my younger brother, the six-year-old Yuki Sohma sitting alone on a swing, watching the other children playing on the field next to the park and churchyard. The other children were screaming in joy as they chased each other around the field, having so much fun with each other that I couldn't help but wish that I could join them. And from the unguarded look on my brother's face, it was obvious that he wished that he could join them too, but even still, there was something that was stopping him, some invisible force holding him back…

"Yuki-kun..?" I carefully opened the gate and went to him slowly, not wishing to startle him and send him completely back into the 'shell' he had around him. I watched closely as he made to reply to my words, but then stop himself as he remembered something, glancing around fearfully, as if someone was watching him, spying on his every action, and waiting to report every mistake to some invisible foe…

"Do you want to play Yuki-kun…?" I had reached my little brother by then, and could almost touch him I was so close, but instead I sat upon the swing that was next to him, and waited for his reply…

… But it never came…

… Little Yuki was never rude, it just wasn't in him, and I could see clearly that he wanted to talk to me, and answer my questions, and play with me; his pleading eyes told me that, but for some reason he wouldn't speak to me…

… Or couldn't speak to me…

"Yuki-kun… are you allowed to play with me… or even talk…?" I was almost fearful to ask that last question, after all, if you weren't allowed to even talk, how could you have fun, or even be in the company of others, and it would force you to always be alone…

It took a few minutes for Yuki to muster up an answer, but it seemed like hours. However, when he did answer, I was surprised to hear how frail his young voice had become, his asthma obviously affecting its tones considerably… as well as his fear…

"I… I'm not… I'm not supposed to talk to… or… or p… play with anyone… A… Akito-sama forbade it…"

How could someone do that? Force a little child to isolate himself, even if the person giving the orders was the Head of our family…?

"But I'm not just anyone Yuki-kun… I'm your sister! Akito-sama didn't keep you from talking to me specifically… did he…?"

"He…" I could see that Yuki was struggling to express himself; he was, after all, two whole years younger than me! He tenderly closed his eyes and whispered his confession." He… he doesn't know that I have a sister… and barely even knows that you exist… Father refused to let mother tell him…"

So my parents had even tried to hide me from the head of the family? How strange…

"Then it will all be fine, come on! You must be SOO bored just sitting there all on your lonesome!"

I didn't wait for his shy response this time; I just pulled Yuki off the swing before pushing him up to the top of the climbing-frame, and down the slide there. And, strangely enough… he was actually happy! Chasing me back up the frame, he had a true smile on his face, and, at least for now, all his cares were gone.

We played together for hours, and even spoke to some of the other children for a while, who were curious to who I was, although I didn't really know why… However, as the sun set they were each collected by their guardians, and eventually we were left alone again, reminiscing over our youth, and playing tag on the climbing frame…

"Hey, Yuki-kun! Watch this!" I called to him gleefully as I ran to the top of the frame and gracefully leaped off it, spinning around in sheer pleasure as the winds carried me around the deserted playground.

"Oneechan! Please don't do that! You could hurt yourself…!" He shouted back at me, running quickly to where I had been, his concerned glance now transforming into one of relief as he saw that I was fine, and happy.

"I'm not falling Yuki-kun – I'm flying! I am the Tori after all! Hehe…" I span around happily, slowly moving closer to the gate, although I didn't realise it. Yuki laughed along with me, but suddenly he stopped, a fear I had never seen before coming into his eyes rapidly, spreading through his entire being like a poison…

"Yuki-kun, what is it…?" I whispered as I realised that the object of his stark terror was behind me, and I was about to crash into that person and transform… and I couldn't do a thing to stop myself, and protect the secret…

… And so I crashed straight into him, and ended up face to face with a boy of around my age…

… And I didn't transform…

Was this boy a member of the zodiac too? I mean, I already knew the Nezumi (mouse) and the Hebi (snake), my brothers being possessed by them, as well as the Inu (dog) and the Ryouko (dragon), after seeing them with my niisan all the time. So was this boy also one of the zodiac… or was he something more…

I tried to speak to him, to apologise, but the boy cut in first, his surprisingly cold voice sending slight tremors down my fragile bird-like spine…

"Yuki-kun… I thought I had told you not to speak with anyone… or was I mistaken…?" His voice was chilling, but a nice chilling, like a cool drink, at least for me, not harsh exactly, but cool, calm… comforting… though it seemed to have exactly the opposite effect upon Yuki…

"N… no… Akito-sama… I… I'm sorry… I… I didn't mean to… to disobey you…"

"Yet you still did Yuki-kun… I'm very disappointed in you… you know what will happen because of that… Enough of that for now, who is this?" His sudden change of topic caused both Yuki and I to falter for a brief moment, and I suddenly became much, much more aware of the fact that this boy – Akito-sama was still holding onto me, from when I had crashed into him seconds before.

"Oh… this is… is…" Yuki faltered again, unable to put my name into words – after all, the service that Akito-sama, my mother and Ren-san had attended with other Sohma's was in honour of my namesake… "… My sister, the… the Tori of the Juunishi…"

For some reason, what Yuki said caused Akito-sama to smirk slightly, as his grip upon me tightened slightly, and his voice softened, no longer containing the poisoned tone that it had possessed before when talking to Yuki…

"So this is my precious Tori…" Strangely, I shuddered at the words, and the way he phrased them, knowing at once that they were completely true… "… It is an absolute pleasure to finally meet you… It's been too long… far too long… how could people keep us apart…?"

"The pleasure is all mine, Akito-sama…" Quickly I stepped out of his tight embrace and swept into a graceful bow, careful to show the correct respect to him, especially so that Yuki wouldn't get into any more trouble…

… But there was something about Akito-sama that instantly drew me nearer to him, and even though fear of him ran through my veins, due to my 'inheritance', it wasn't the same fear that ran through the blood of my brothers', and the other Juunishi…

"And what is your name, my Tori…?" He took a step towards me, and I couldn't help but take a step forward as well, so that, again, we were face to face. I could feel the Juunishi spirit inside me leap up for joy, and couldn't help but leap along with her – I felt so happy, even though I was terrified at the same time.

"M… my name is…"

"'Kira… 'KIRA…! It's time to go home now honey; the car is waiting!" Mother cut ink just in time, using my shortened name, for which I was thankful for, although I didn't fully understand why. It just seemed right for events to happen this way.

"I'm coming momma; please just give me a moment." I replied to her before turning back to Akito-sama and Yuki. "Sumimasan Akito-sama, but I must leave now…"

I looked away from Akito-sama's gripping gaze to address my brother, who was still shivering in a corner of the frame, trying vainly to stay out of everyone's attention…

"Yuki-kun…? Momma asked me to tell you that she loves you n… no matter what she may do or say sometimes… please remember that, o… okay?"

As soon as I had finished speaking I ran over to my mother, the strange feeling I had experienced before with Akito-sama now completely out of my system now.

"Bye, bye Yuki-kun, Akito-sama!" I smiled joyfully at them, completely ignorant of the meaning of what had just happened as my mother pulled me gently away to the waiting car, where the man driving waited for us, glaring slightly at me.

"Are you ready to go yet?" He half snapped, half whined at us as we entered the car, and waited to leave this place. Something had to stop us from moving on, of course, and it came in the guise of one of Ren-san's maids, running up to the car and banging urgently upon mother's window, demanding it to be scrolled down.

"What do you want?" The man snapped at the newcomer, but she just ignored him completely, addressing my mother instead of him.

"Sohma Misaki-san, Ren-san wishes to see you as soon as possible… she has asked me to tell you that the request is non-negotiable; she won't take 'no' for an answer…" The woman then glanced to the back of the car, and saw me there, sitting perfectly still and silent, lest I be shouted at. "She… she also commands that you bring the girl with you when you come… she wishes to speak with her after she has seen you."

I glimpsed at my mother's face in through the mirror as she was spoken to, and, like always, it was perfectly stern, cold, and unreadable, a skill I had inherited from her, one I had always found useful when I was being bullied in Europe…

"I… we'll be there. Tell Ren-san that we are coming." My mother's voice only faltered once, and because of that I felt immensely proud of her, even though I was terrifies of actually meeting with Ren-san.

As the car pulled out of the churchyard I looked longingly out of the slightly tinted back window and saw Yuki-kun and Akito-sama standing at the playground gates in complete and utter silence; it made me feel strange to see them like this. It was almost as if they were on a separate wavelength to the rest of the world, and I had felt strangely comfortable on that wavelength with them, as if I was more suited to that wavelength than on the wavelength the rest of the world lived on…

… That would explain an awful lot…

"Stop staring out of the damn window and face the front girl!" I immediately snapped out of my thoughts as the man's cruel words and the voice that spoke them cut through me effortlessly… as they always had.

"Leave the child be Osamu-kun, she's only eight; she can barely understand what she is being told in this language!" My mother reprimanded min, smiling gently at me.

But I could understand, and I did understand what he had been saying to me, what they all had been saying and implying in their words. Even though I had lived in Europe for the majority of my life, and knew Japanese only roughly, I could still tell that I was not wanted by them, my step-father especially. It didn't take full knowledge of the language to be able to tell that.

"Child? That is no child Misaki-chan! It's a monster!" He snarled back at his wife, uncaring of either of our thoughts on the matter, or whether or not I understood what he was saying – and I did understand that he thought me a monster…

"Osamu-kun, you were never like this with Ayame-kun and Yuki-kun! You were never bothered in the slightest by their… problem. So why do you always pick on little 'Kira-chan?"

"Because she isn't the same as my two! Because she's wrong! She should just go someplace far away and die!"

"Don't talk like that Osamu-kun!" My mother slapped her husband roughly before turning away in disgust.

"M… momma…? … Maybe… maybe I should leave momma… and leave you and Osamu-san alone… I'm sure Ayame-niisan or Yuki-kun would be fine if I lived with either of them for a while… I… I just want you to be happy…"

"See…! Even it knows that it's not wanted here! It knows it's not loved!"

"'Kira," My mother turned around to face me urgently. "Don't listen to him; he doesn't mean to say thing like this!"

"Y… yes he does momma…" I looked her in the eyes steadily, now fully knowing the truth of the matter… now no longer hiding from what I knew to be the truth… "And why shouldn't he…? It is the truth, and we can't do anything about it, no matter how much we may want to…"

After all, we all knew it to be the truth, even though we hid it, but I had resigned myself to that truth a long time ago…

After my realisation was spoken we sat in silence for the journey to end. We all had our own ways of passing the time; mother worried over what Ren-san would say to her about me, her husband was dreaming about the day I was locked up in the main house for my… condition and kept away from him and mother, and I let my thoughts wander over to the day I had just had… and to Akito-sama. The Sohma's influence was world-wide and even though I hadn't lived near enough to the main house to meet Akito-sama while I was in Japan, the gossip that I had heard from the maids and other 'insiders' created an almost legendary tale about him.

Everyone that I had met revered Akito-sama, saying how powerful and scary he was. I had expected him to be a tall sixteen or seventeen year old when the said he was still a boy – not nine! And yet… I still felt that same sensation mother and the elders had told me they had felt in his presence, but there was something else as well…

And his eyes… such… such power they held! I could still recall their exact shape and colour, and the way that his eyes narrowed whenever things didn't go his way made me fell… do… do strange. But his entire being allured me, and I felt a strange yearning to be with him… even though it was the first time I had ever seen him…

"Here we are Misaki-chan. Call me when you need picking up from Ren-san's. Let's hope that the brat is taken from us Ren-san's temper, eh? He grinned at me eerily, and I pushed myself further back into my seat, glaring at him, just causing him to laugh at me some more.

"Don't Osamu-kun… Goodbye. Come on 'Kira-chan, let's go and face the music…" Mother smiled again at me before opening my car door and leading me through the 'inside' estate, to Ren-san's home.

As we walked together I saw Akito-sama for a moment on the balcony, reaching out to a small white bird that rested on the tips of his fingers, singing joyfully, ecstatic to be with him. Instantly, although I didn't know why, a feeling of jealousy arose in my blood and made me want to kill that bird – one of my own!

"Here we are 'Kira," She told me as we were admitted into Ren-san's house (which was quite near the centre of the estate), and led to her chambers by a sombre maid. "You wait here while I talk to Ren-san… I… I'll go and get you when Ren-san requests it… be safe and don't make a fuss until then… okay…?"

"Yes momma…" Helplessly I watched my mother enter that room, not knowing what would happen in there, and not being able to do anything if something did happen… I just wished that I could melt into the safety of the shadows, and away from the piercing gazes of the maids' that resided completely upon me.

For ten minutes I waited for my mother to collect me, the eerily quiet murmurs scaring me slightly – after all, I had always been taught to fear the unknown by my mother… Then I began to hear raised voices, growing louder each passing second… not my mother's familiar voice, but Ren-san's cruel, cold tones…

"YOU DARE TO COME INTO MY HOME AND SAY HIS LOVE FOR ME WAS FALSE? WE HAD A BOND! AND NOTHING ELSE THAT HAPPENED CAN CHANGE ANY OF THAT YOU BITCH!"

All I heard after that were violent thuds against the wall, and Ren-san's screams of fury that drowned out the whimpers that came from my mother in her pain… and no one was stopping it all from happening…

Frantically I looked around, silently begging the people present to help my mother, but not one of them moved at all; they didn't even acknowledge that what was happening was real, they just ignored it all and acted as if they couldn't hear what was happening… and didn't know all about it

"Why… why aren't you going to help momma…? I asked one of the maids timidly, but she didn't reply to my query.

Not one of them even flinched as my mother's pain filled scream filled the room, spreading around the house like a fire before being consumed by an eerie silence – they didn't even care that she was hurt…

… That she could die

As soon as I realised what could happen I went to the door that mother had gone though and tried to force it open, but I was grabbed roughly by one of the maids, who dragged me away from the door.

"Don't go in there!" she whispered to me, harshly letting go, and holding my firmly by the shoulders. "It's not a good idea. If Ren-san sees you in there, your father's wish may be granted…"

"He's not my dad!" I sobbed, breaking free of her and curling up in a corner of the room, scared about what was happening, terrified that I would be abandoned if anything happened to my mother; I had to do something.

-'Akito-sama is the only one alive who can contain his mother…'-

I didn't think about the sanity of my next actions – If I did I might stop and leave my mother to her fate; I just started running. Out of Ren-san's house and through the estate, retracing my steps perfectly until I arrived at the house that I had seen Akito-sama in, a house that was situated directly in the centre of the estate…

"Get back here girl! You'll just get into more trouble then you already are in!"

I didn't pause for discretion, I had no time for that - I just charged into the house, letting my bird instincts lead me to Akito-sama.

As I entered the room that was situated in the exact centre of the house, on the top floor, I saw Akito-sama and my little brother sitting there, together, a strange aura of power coming over them, consuming the room in their beauty, but I didn't have time to stop and bask in the beauty – I could only think about my mother, the danger she was in, and how to get her out of the trouble I had indirectly put her in.

"A… Akito-sama…" I whispered, running straight into him as he stood up, just like I had run into him before. "P… please… I… I need your help… please… please help me…"

Akito-sama's voice was soft as he answered my pleas, but encased in his voice was also a layer of glee, as if he were actually happy to be needed by another, and that he knew he had the power to help. For my mother's sake, I hoped he did have the power I needed, after all, if he didn't…

"My dear Tori…" He tightened his grip upon me slightly, turning his hold on me into an embrace, and gently stroked my hair, almost as if he were trying to sooth my pain. "Whatever is it that troubles you? You… You are trebling…"

"Akito-sama… It's… It's Ren-san…" I watched, terrified as his once gentle face turned thunderous at the mention of her name.

"What has that woman done?" He spat the words out, his nails slightly digging into my skin.

"She… she's killing momma… there… there was screaming… and… and the maids…"

Before I could finish my sentence, the said maid came charging into the dark room and instantly pulled me out of Akito-sama's grip, but she didn't get any further, due to Akito-sama's famous killer glare being directed at her.

"What are you doing here?" Akito-sama snarled at the unsuspecting maid. "I thought I had forbidden any of her lot to come near here OR near any of my own. Or does your stupidity make it so that you cannot follow a simple command from your superior? Which is it?"

The woman that held me looked uncaring at his words on the surface, her face a perfect mask, but pressed against her body I could feel her trembling, and her voice also shook slightly as she replied to his question, showing both Akito-sama and I that she was terrified of him…

"I am merely here to retrieve A… Akira-san for Madame A… Akito-sama. I m… meant no harm to any of the family…"

"Akira-san…? Is that really her name…?" Akito-sama's eyes had gone oddly cloudy as the maid nodded silently, her fear rising every second as his tone changed, to a more possessive pitch. "Give her back to me… NOW!"

The maid didn't hesitate to obey his commands. Although she worked for Ren-san, she had no doubt in her heart that it was better to be in disgrace from her mistress than have this child lash out in his fry at her, something he would have no problems with. So, naturally, she let go of me, and as I fell slightly forward Akito-sama caught me, and I clung to him, trying to force the tears to stay inside me, and not escape.

"Will you help my momma Akito-sama…?" I asked him, barely moving my lips.

"Yes Akira-san, I will help you, just for you…" He smiled down at me tenderly before letting go of me and walking steadily to the door, where one of his maids stood to attention, waiting for his orders. "Akira-san, you may stay here with Yuki-kun if you wish until I get back, then we can go to the hospital to see your mother, how does that sound? Or do you wish to come with me now…?"

"I…" I had no idea what to do… but I couldn't face mother… at least not yet… "I'll stay here with Yuki-kun, if that's okay with you Akito-sama…"

"That's fine Akira-san, I'll be back soon, I promise."

"Thank you Akito-sama… goodbye…" I whispered as I watched him leave the room, followed by both Ren-san's maid, and his own.

I sat in silence after Akito-sama left, lost in my own thoughts, waiting, just waiting…

Then I heard a voice coming from the shadows of the room, singing an old folk song that my family had been taught ages ago, on a chilling winter night, by a traveller when I had visited Yuki at new years.

---------------Author's note-----------------------------------------

Yuki's part will be in BOLD, 'Kira's part will be in ITALLICS

-------------End Author's note-------------------------------------

"The shadows come out at night…

…waiting to draw you in..."

It was a song I had not sung or heard in a long time, but I knew the lyrics to the tuneless song off by heart…

"…Hope is lost…

…The light fades out…

… There's nobody here who cares…"

The song had originated from a poem, a duet symbolising comfort and hope; however the haunting lyrics made it the kind of song not often mentioned, however beautiful it was. It was about two children, who had lost everything apart from each other during their lives, and how they tried to overcome it all. Although this was one of hundreds of poems that had made up the story, it was by far my favourite.

"…life is cruel and hard…"

As Yuki sang those simple words, I realised that all of this was actually how he felt; Lost, scared, hurt. Even though I had no idea why he felt like this, I knew I had to do something, anything to ease his pain, so I sang. The melody surrounded me, and I was consumed by the tune that Yuki had put to the words, compelling me to reply with the second part, to comfort him and release him from his anguish…

"That is not always so…"

And even though what I was singing was from a poem, it all seemed to come alive, the darkness of the room now filled with an invisible light, not just because we sang, but because we sang the truth.

"…We always fall to fear…"

"…I'll be there to save you…"

I reached out to my brother, comforting him, just like I had always imagined the second person had done in the poem when it was first performed…

"…Love is gone…"

The melody flowed through me; even though I had never heard this variation of the poem, I automatically knew hoe the next phrase I needed to sing went.

"…I've always known…"

"…That isn't so…"

"…Now and forever more…"

As the last lines of the Stanza were sung, we sang in unison, my 'bird-like' soprano vocals melding in perfectly with his innocent treble tones, creating a perfect harmony between us.

Then I began to sing the next stanza: the stanza dedicated to hope, and comfort.

"Let the light guide your path…

… Let it fill your heart…

… Love and hope…

… Are always here…!

… There's someone here who cares…!"

As the first stanza of hope concluded I began the next part, and, like me, Yuki couldn't help but answer the call of the music. The invisible tune had us both ensnared in its melody.

"Life may be cruel and hard…"

"I know it to be so…"

"…You may sometimes fall to fear…"

"…I am consumed by it…"

"…But love's not gone…

… It's always here…"

"…How can it be…?"

"…There's someone here for you…"

"…There's someone here for me…"

The last note rang through the room; however we didn't carry on with the next stanza due to a sudden sob that came from Yuki. I looked closer into the dark room and saw him huddled into himself, shivering with fear.

"Yuki-kun… what's wrong…?" He seemed so frightened just being in this room, and when I opened my senses to it, I could feel why. The whole room was consumed with darkness, fear and pain… and it was so cold

"I… I'm frightened Oneechan…" He whispered, so quietly I had to strain to hear him…. And that was something. "I… I don't like this place… but he still forces me to stay here… and not speak to anyone… and… and he frightens me… when he… when he speaks…"

"Yuki-kun… what do you mean…?" I could clearly see that Yuki was afraid of Akito-sama, but when I thought about him in all his glamour, that mysterious figure with the hauntingly beautiful eyes… he was a person I could never fear…

"He… Akito-sama… he says scary things… and they're all true… I… I don't want them to be true… I… I wish I could forget them completely… b… but they are true… I… I'm being consumed by them…help me…"

I looked down upon my little brother, so obviously terrified of our god, and I knew I couldn't just leave him alone to face his nightmares. So I placed my arms around him carefully and held him as he cried himself to sleep… drifting into a peaceful slumber that would take him from his nightmares… at least for now…

As he slept, I felt a sudden urge to sing again, to comfort this little boy in his terror and to chase away the memories that already haunted his short life, sending him into darkness.

So I sang to him.

I sang an old-fashioned lullaby my mother had sang to me when I was much younger, and it had always kept me safe and warm as a child… and it still did, singing the song in the dark room that created nightmares.

"I will stay here while you sleep…

… And keep your nightmares away…

… You shall never know hate…

… I won't let it happen…

… I can't…"

I stopped my singing as I saw Yuki stop struggling with himself and fall into his deep slumber, smiling his little smile.

"Your singing is just as sweet as your fellow birds Akira … sweeter, even…"

I turned my head sharply to see Akito-sama standing at the doorway on his own, a small smile that lit up his young face as he glided towards me and the sleeping Yuki. He reached me quickly and sat down next to me, wrapping his arms protectively around me, just like I had done with Yuki, and leaned his head against my shoulder.

"Akito-sama…" I whispered as we sat there. "Is… is momma better…? Will she be okay…?"

"Yes Akira, she should be fine… thankfully we got to her before that woman could do any permanent damage to her." He smiled tenderly at me as he stroked my hair and raised he head up, letting me rest on him. "Come, do you not want to go and see your mother…? I can get a car whenever you want to see her… now ever… if you wished to see her now that is…"

"Y… Yes please Akito-sama… but what about Yuki-kun…? Shouldn't we wake him up so that he can come with us…? I… I'm sure that he would love to see momma again… and she'd love to see him as well…"

"Don't worry about that now Akira, let him sleep… he has been quite ill recently and shouldn't be overexcited. He can come with Hatori or your brother tomorrow… okay…? Right now my little nezumi needs to rest…"

I believed Akito-sama's every word – I mean, why wouldn't I? And so when I looked down at the sleeping boy that I cradled I really did believe that he wouldn't mind if I left… And Akito-sama's soft look at us completely made my mind up – where Akito-sama went, I would go too… he seemed almost like a part of me, and I of him…

I smiled as I looked up at Akito-sama.

"Okay Akito-sama, I'll go with you to see momma…"

"Y… you know you don't have to call me Akito-'sama' all the time Akira… You're not like the other fools around here… I mean… I… I don't mind if you don't call me that…" He stumbled along his sentence as he extended his hand out to me, almost as if he had never said a think like this before…

I almost laughed at how he was blushing over saying something as simple as that.

"Okay Akii-kun!" I smiled slightly as his face softened in his blush, before I remembered the reason why we were leaving…

I grabbed the hand he had extended to me and stood up carefully, letting my little brother's body rest gently on the floor. As I followed Akito out of the dark room, I could have sworn that I heard Yuki whimper in his sleep, as if having a nightmare, but the thought was gone as soon as Akito touched me and led me out of the doorway to that dark place I had been in…

… A place I was leaving Yuki in now, to suffer alone

That was my first Betrayal.


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