Title: Prelude To Chaos
Characters: Chloe Sullivan, Akito Sohma, Hatori Sohma, Lex Luthor, Gabriel Sullivan, Lana Lang
Fandoms: Smallville/Fruits Basket
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: When Lex's newest potential business partner, Akito Sohma, is decided to stay in Chloe's home due to his illness, she thought she'd be stuck with a sick old dude. She didn't know she'd get caught up in the affairs of the vindictive 'god' of the juunishi.IMPORTANT.
I know that there's a BIG
difference between the anime and manga "Akito", but this is the anime Akito...which means Akito's biologically a guy.A/N
Since Fruits Basket is an anime, and I felt weird about putting Chloe with a cartoon guy in a banner, I've chosen actor Yamashita Tomohisa
to portray Akito Sohma
A/N2: Any information or description of characters is/will be from the anime, not
manga...since the anime is what I know.
Taking in a deep breath, Chloe hesitated at the door of her own house, annoyed with herself, the old Sohma dude, her father, and Lex Luthor for making her hesitate outside of her own home. She'd just been dropped off by Mister Kent after school, and she knew that inside the house Sohma and his doctor, and the slutty looking maid that'd arrived early that morning were in there.
Chloe felt territorial, not happy with the fact that the sanctity of her home was being violated in this way, but she put that away and decided that she could put up with sickly old men.
Taking in another breath, Chloe unlocked the door and entered, giving a little squeak when she tripped on something and collided into the chest of someone. Her arms went around him, and his arms went around her to catch her, and then he froze.
As if horrified.
Chloe looked up, embarrassed by her less than spectacular entrance.
And then her cheeks flushed red.
Holding her was probably one of the handsomest men she'd ever seen.
He was around 27-28, with black hair and...honest to god...purple
Purple eyes that were widened in horror and confusion.
Chloe blinked, pushing away from him, wondering about the differences in customs.
She really didn't know about how the Japanese did things, but she had a feeling they might be a little backwards, if his stiffening and shock had anything to say about it.
Were girls not allowed to touch guys?
She pressed herself, trying to remember what Lex had told her to learn as to not 'offend' the newcomers since their customs were so different.
Damn if she couldn't remember anything.
Chloe bit her bottom lip before giving a quick, ungraceful bow, relying on the few asian movies and cartoons she'd watched as a child with her mother. "Uh, hi." She then wondered if he knew any English.
Lex had shoved a "So You Wanna Learn Japanese And Japanese Culture" book into her hands last night.
It was probably still under her bed, where she'd banished it along with all the other unmentionables she never looked at ever again, leaving them to be consumed as offerings to the fierce dust bunnies that dwelled there.
"Uh, welcome to...my home." She'd almost said Mi Casa
, but remembered that he was japanese, not spanish. "I'm Chloe...uh...I'm the daughter of the man who...uh...my father is the...patriarch...of my...clan?" Considering that the guy was still looking at her in shock, she was guessing he couldn't understand a word she said, and deflated. "Dammit, I'm going to kill Lex for this."
"You are Sullivan Gabriel-san's daughter
?" He suddenly asked, in perfect English.
Her eyes widened. "You understand English?"
"Of course." He nodded. "My whole family knows your language." He straightened. "I am Sohma Hatori, Akito-sama's private doctor. Thank you for opening your home to us, Sullivan Chloe-san."
She took a wild guess and assumed in Japan they referred to people by their family name first and then their given one.
And now...now that she thought about it...Lex might have told her that.
But she hadn't been listening at the time.
"Uh, you're welcome, and please, call me Chloe." She smiled, relieved that at least there wouldn't be a language barrier between them. "Can I ask a question?"
"What do I call you and Mister Sohma?" She asked, a little embarrassed. "I mean, honorifics-wise."
"You may refer to me as Hatori-san," he touched his hand to his chest. "And Akito-sama as Sohma-sama." He nodded. "It is good that you asked this, Chloe-san."
She nodded, mumbling the names and their honorific suffixes under her breath.
Suddenly the maid from the morning rushed passed them, crying loudly, rushing outside.
Chloe blinked, turning to watch her race by. "What happened to her?"
Hatori's eyes (or at least the eye that wasn't hidden by his hair) narrowed. "I shall go see. Please excuse me."
He walked passed Chloe and headed outside.
Curious, Chloe wondered if the old fart had tried anything with the cute redhead.
She slowly made her way down the corridor. Dropping her schoolbag by the stairs, she paused, curious, before venturing out to the back room, the sunroom.
Sure enough, sitting on the window seat, gazing out, was the other Sohma.
But he wasn't anything like she'd imagined.This
couldn't be Akito Sohma!
He-he didn't even look twenty
Just like Hatori he was handsome, though he was much paler, frailer looking, with black hair and gray eyes.
Those grey eyes were fierce and sharp as they moved to her, seeming to cut her with their intensity.
"Are you the next incompetent maid they've sent?"
She was beginning to see why the maid obviously didn't like him.
Biting her bottom lip to keep from telling him that, Chloe gave a little bow. "Sohma-sama, I am Chloe, Gabe's daughter. Welcome to our home."May you soon leave.
"You call that a bow
? What a disgrace." He sneered.
She kept bowed a moment, closing her eyes and clenching her jaw.
She could do this.
"I'm sorry, but we don't usually behave so formally here." She replied, trying to keep her composure. "I was only trying it out of respect for you and your culture."
"If you're going to do something do it right or don't do it at all you stupid girl." He hissed.
She bit down hard on the inside of her mouth. "You're probably right."
"I am right."
That was it.
This guy might be handsome, but he was an utter asshole and she was not going to just stand there and let him treat her like that in her own home!
Having had enough, she turned to leave.
"Did I say you could go?" He snapped.
"Considering that this is my home, I don't need your permission to leave, Sohma-sama." She growled, turning back to him.
"How dare you take that tone with me!" He snarled, standing, and then suddenly he went pale and collapsed to the ground, coughing violently. All of Chloe's anger melted into horror, remembering all too late that Akito was supposed to be very sick.
She rushed into the room and bent next to him. "Are you okay?"
me!" He batted at her hands violently. "I am fine!" He tried to stand but couldn't. "I-!"
"Oh please, you're far
from fine." She replied, exasperated with him completely by now and not afraid to let him see that. "A blind person could see how extremely not fine
you are right now."
His eyes flashed with dangerous intent, and his hand shot out. Grabbing a fistful of her hair Akito tugged on it viciously.
Chloe hissed in pain as she was pulled towards him punishingly by her own hair.
"Beg for forgiveness." He snarled into her face.
"After...you!" She reached up and grabbed hold of his hair, getting it in a similar hold, clenching and pulling back.
Akito yelped in pain and collapsed onto his back as his head was pulled back, and since he refused to let go of his hold of her hair she collapsed on top of him as he fell, straddling him.
Holding each other's hair viciously, straining the other's necks painfully, they glared heatedly into each other's eyes.
Both refused to let go.
Refused to admit defeat to the other.
Akito growled at her.
She snarled back.
Both tightened their hold on the other's hair as much as they could.
Akito's gaze shifted to her neck and that was the only warning Chloe's had before suddenly his other arm went around her back and squeeze hard, the unexpected pressure causing her to lose her balance and she collapsed onto his chest.
A purely animalistic smile crossed his face before he forced her up higher and bit down fiercely onto the curve where her neck met her shoulder, his surprisingly sharp teeth piercing the skin.
It'd been a punishing, vicious move, aimed to hurt.
And Chloe was
But dammit, a sound she'd never heard before, guttural and deep, escaped her lips as her body reacted instinctively, bucking against him.
He went still beneath her, teeth no longer painfully digging in, but still keeping a grip on her.
Chloe's lips parted, her breathing heavy, her chest visibly moving with each breath as heat entered her, coiling in her stomach before journeying on downwards.
She was confused and disoriented.
This felt very much like arousal.
But that was so wrong!
Akito's hand journeyed up her back, up under her shirt, and then he dug his fingers in and clawed downwards.
Once again that half choked sound escaped her lips as she arched into him, loosening her hold on his hair, heart racing, eyes fluttering closed.
He snarled into her neck, his hand trailing to her hip before digging his fingers in painfully, holding her there.
Akito teeth released Chloe's neck, but his tongue rasped against her skin, and another deeper, darker sound reverberated in his throat.
Chloe felt like she couldn't breathe.
Her heart was racing.
Her mind in a whirlwind of confusion.
How the hell could she have been trying to kill this asshole seconds ago only to be...such a hussy...right now?
Suddenly Akito pushed her off of him, and she found herself sitting on the floor on her ass, looking up at him in a daze.
On the floor as well, Akito eyed her darkly, confused and wary.
He licked his lips in a near subconscious manner.
She wondered if he could still taste her.
Eyes widening as she realized just how wrong this whole situation was, Chloe shot to her shaky feet.
She needed to get out of here.
And like the maid before her, she ran out of the room, pushing passed Hatori in the hallway as he returned.
"Akito-sama!" Hatori hurried into the room once he finally made it to the doorway and found his cousin and patient still sitting on the floor, looking at the doorway in silent contemplation.
Akito lifted a hand, stopping him from touching him. "I am fine."
And for the first time he was actually telling the truth.
The pain, the burning, it was gone
The young man stood, licking his lips once more, the taste of her skin still lingering.
The one who would defy and assault god himself...
"I had to erase the maid's memory." Hatori announced, monotone once more as he watched Akito. "She was terrified of you. You hit her."
"She was incompetent." Akito couldn't look away from the door, where she had ran out of. "That girl. She's a part of this household."
"No, she was just a maid Luthor-sama hired to tend to you while you are here." Hatori shook his head. "Her shift has ended though, and another will take her place. Maybe this one will be more to your liking."
"Not that girl
, Hatori!" Akito snapped, finally turning to look at his older cousin. "I mean the blonde!"
There was a pause.
"She is Chloe-san, daughter of our host, Gabe-san." A concerned look crept onto Hatori's face. "Pardon my curiosity, Akito-sama, but why did she run out of here and why were you on the ground?" He paused, looking troubled, as if he wanted to say something but knew it wouldn't be appreciated. "They are our hosts, and I do not believe that-."
"When I want your opinion, Hatori, I will ask
for it." Akito informed him coldly, going to the window seat and collapsing on it, narrowing his eyes at how well he felt. He hadn't felt this healthy in years.
Hatori must have noticed how easily he was carrying himself around because the doctor eyed him in surprise.
Akito eyed the door once more, thinking of the unexpected encounter with the fierce, defiant blonde who'd tried clawing at him one second, and then had mewled so deliciously the next.
His lips curled in a near evil smirk.
This trip had suddenly become interesting.