"I will tell you... What I want was actually mine. It's in Akito's room. I'm not able to go near the room; they are very strict with me. But if it's Rin, then maybe.... and because it's Akito, he will not put it in the corner."
"Behind the door. What is that?"
"Treasure... Bring that thing to me, and I will tell you a way to break the curse."
It's with that conversation still ringing in your mind that you make your way quietly to Akito's room. You made sure he was not there before you approached it, knowing you could never grab "that" while he was there. It's stealing, and you know it's wrong— it's especially wrong to steal from Akito— but....
Haru... Haru... White hair and gentle brown eyes flash in your mind, and you smile to yourself as your hands grab hold of the mysterious box. Haru will be able to find happiness....
And then you feel a hand touching yours, and your blood runs cold. You turn your head, but you already know what you're going to see.
Akito looks angrier than you've ever seen him.
Akito was angry.... Very angry.
Was it Mom? Or Akito? How scary....
He drags you with him to the Cat's Room, though it's not like you really fought him. Akito is the one person you cannot disobey, your limbs freezing at the thought. He is the God that the cursed part of you yearns for, that terrifies you with his hate even before this moment. You knew better, you knew better than to make him angry.
You knew better.
And when you're curled on the ground, your long hair in his hands, he looks down on you with disdain evident in his every feature— in the cold look in his eyes, the sneer on his lips, the tense way he holds himself as he's standing above you.
"I don't ever want to see you," Akito says, his tone heavy with its finality. "Which is better? Letting you out or blinding Haru?"
He starts chopping at your hair roughly with a pair of scissors, snip snip snip as long hanks fall to the ground.
"....You want to see if I'm serious?"
And he turns his back on you and walks away.
No... Don't do that. I will stay here forever.This was the chance to find out. Sorry, Haru. I'm still useless, can't even do a simple thing.
You surely don't need such a me.
This was your new eternity, these four walls. No Akito, no Haru, nothing but you and your thoughts. Nothing but running your failures through your head, every mistake, every pathetic move on your part. The price for leaving was too much to bear. You sit among the discarded clippings of your hair, bitterness rising in you until you can bear it no longer and you scream, scream, scream your despair out.
Sneaking into Akito's room for "that thing". (Vol 18 Ch 106)
"Behind the door. What is that?"
"Treasure... Bring that thing to me, and I will tell you a way to break the curse."
It's with that conversation still ringing in your mind that you make your way quietly to Akito's room. You made sure he was not there before you approached it, knowing you could never grab "that" while he was there. It's stealing, and you know it's wrong— it's especially wrong to steal from Akito— but....
Haru... Haru... White hair and gentle brown eyes flash in your mind, and you smile to yourself as your hands grab hold of the mysterious box. Haru will be able to find happiness....
And then you feel a hand touching yours, and your blood runs cold. You turn your head, but you already know what you're going to see.
Akito looks angrier than you've ever seen him.
Akito was angry.... Very angry.
Was it Mom? Or Akito? How scary....
He drags you with him to the Cat's Room, though it's not like you really fought him. Akito is the one person you cannot disobey, your limbs freezing at the thought. He is the God that the cursed part of you yearns for, that terrifies you with his hate even before this moment. You knew better, you knew better than to make him angry.
You knew better.
And when you're curled on the ground, your long hair in his hands, he looks down on you with disdain evident in his every feature— in the cold look in his eyes, the sneer on his lips, the tense way he holds himself as he's standing above you.
"I don't ever want to see you," Akito says, his tone heavy with its finality. "Which is better? Letting you out or blinding Haru?"
He starts chopping at your hair roughly with a pair of scissors, snip snip snip as long hanks fall to the ground.
"....You want to see if I'm serious?"
And he turns his back on you and walks away.
No... Don't do that. I will stay here forever.This was the chance to find out. Sorry, Haru. I'm still useless, can't even do a simple thing.
You surely don't need such a me.
This was your new eternity, these four walls. No Akito, no Haru, nothing but you and your thoughts. Nothing but running your failures through your head, every mistake, every pathetic move on your part. The price for leaving was too much to bear. You sit among the discarded clippings of your hair, bitterness rising in you until you can bear it no longer and you scream, scream, scream your despair out.
And there's no one to hear you.