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.
Chloe was horrified.
Not so much by the abusive and vicious Akito Sohma, but by the way her body had reacted to him!
It'd liked it!
Gulping, eyeing the bite mark prominent on her neck, the blonde shook her head at the reminder of just how easy her body was. If he hadn't pushed her away she would have probably done some more bucking. How horrifying.
The jackass must think she was such a slut!
Anger mixed with the arousal she reluctantly felt at the memory of his fingers digging deep into her hip, keeping her pressed down against him...
She gulped, looking away as her body warmed.
She hated herself almost as much as she hated that asshole.
Hearing Lex's limousine drive away, she breathed in relief.
That inconsiderate billionaire had taken the jackass out for dinner so they could start talks about joining to create a new company in Japan.
That meant she had the kitchen all to herself.
Grinning, brightened by that prospect, she quickly changed into a turtleneck shirt and a short skirt. Her neck was sore and the turtleneck didn't help, but she wanted that bite hidden. There was no way she was going to let Lex or her dad find out about the little tussle her and 'Sohma-sama' had had earlier on. If they did it'd make things so uncomfortable, and she didn't want anymore drama.
Also, she didn't need them to protect her.
Next time she'd aim for the balls and be done with it.
Chloe let herself out of her room for the first time since she'd rushed in here after the...event. Her hair was wet from having washed it, and she was shoeless, never having believed in wearing shoes inside the house.
Humming happily to herself, she skipped down the stairs and gave a little twirl once she'd reached below, coming to a horrified halt when she caught a glimpse of Lex in the living room, watching her with amusement.
"What are you doing here? I thought you'd finally left!" She cried out, forgetting that she was supposed to be on her best behavior as she stalked towards him...only freezing when she realized her horrified father, Akito, and Hatori were in the room as well. "Oh. Uh. Hello." She gave another quick bow, just because she didn't know what else to do.
Akito only eyed her darkly.
She gulped, turning to Lex. "I thought you were going to take Sohma-sama and Hatori-san to a nice restaurant in Metropolis?" Her eyes told him TAKE THEM although her tone was congenial. "They must be famished."
"Mister Sohma isn't feeling too well, so I have left instructions for the cuisine to be brought here." Lex seemed amused and confused as to her obvious (to him) desire to get them out of her house. "I even made sure that there was enough so you could have some in your room."
In other words he was telling her to get the hell out and stop bothering them in their business talks.
"Honey," her father tried, voice trembling slightly. "We're in the middle of important-."
"Yeah, I know." She cut him off with a wave. "I'll just...do something...unimportant."
Her father hung his head with a resigned sigh.
Lex raised an amused eyebrow. "You do that."
Sending him a glare, (because, really, this was all his fault) she turned to leave, and only accidentally did her eyes met those fierce grey orbs.
Akito was glaring at her.
She glared right back at him.
His glare turned into a smirk.
Chloe huffed as she left the room, head held high.
God she didn't know who the bastard thought he was but she was not going to let him get to her!
If he tried something again she was going to give him a real reason to feel sick!
Hearing the phone ringing, she went to the kitchen and answered that extension, knowing her displeasure was obvious in her voice. "Sullivan residence."
"Hey, Chloe?" Lana's voice was chirpy on the other end. "Nell's going on a date and I wondered if I could come over. It's...kinda lonely here."
Chloe twirled her finger around the phone's cord. "Lex's prospective business partner is here, and so I have to be on my best behavior."
"That's okay. We could play some of my board games in your bedroom. We wouldn't make a sound." Lana begged. "Chloe I'm so bored."
"Thus the board games." Chloe couldn't help herself.
Lana chuckled. "Exactly."
"Okay then." The blonde nodded, needing something to do anyway to keep her mind off of that infuriating guy. "How are you getting over here?"
"Nell's dropping me off before her date."
"And then picking you up afterwards?" Chloe frowned. "Why don't you bring some clothes and sleep over? It's saturday tomorrow anyway."
"Like a sleepover?" Lana whispered, the excitement barely contained.
"Yes, like a sleepover." Chloe laughed. "See you in a bit?"
"Definitely!" Lana hung up in a flourish of excited laughter.
Chloe shook her head in amusement.
The food arrived before Lana did, and Chloe had to admit that the smell was tempting.
It was asian, probably japanese.
Japanese musicians appeared as well to serenade those in the living room, and Chloe couldn't help but shake her head.
If Lex would woo women the way he did business contracts then he would never have had to worry about divorces.
Finally Lana was dropped off by Nell, and Chloe helped her lug the huge bag she'd brought over with junk food and clothes and board games and only god knew what else.
The two hurried to Chloe's room and thus started a very bloody, vicious battle in Life, where Lana ended up being married and an actress, while Chloe had a little car filled with annoying kids, and really bad luck.
She seriously hated that spinner thingy and it obviously hated her back.
Deciding to give up on The Game of Life, she enticed Lana (who was still enjoying the food they'd pilfered from downstairs) into a Brendan Fraser movie marathon which consisted of "Brendan classics" such as The Mummy movies and Mrs. Winterbourne.
The girls laid on their stomach on her bed and sighed as they watched the latter.
"He's just so dreamy." Lana sighed, tilting her head to the side. "And all man."
Chloe nodded, in total agreement, as she pushed herself up from the ground. "I'm going to get us some more drinks from the kitchen."
Lana nodded, unable to tear her eyes from the screen.
Rolling her eyes in amusement, Chloe grabbed their glasses and left the room, closing the door behind her. Bare feet padded down the darkened hallway, and the blonde could hear the murmur of Lex's voice downstairs. Apparently the meeting was going long and strong.
Shaking her head, hoping that Lex could secure the deal so that she could have her house to herself again, Chloe walked passed a darkened room and would have screamed when someone reached out from the darkness and pulled her in, but his hand was pressed against her mouth and she was slammed back against the wall. The door closed with a kick, and she'd dropped her glasses in the room. She fought whoever had her trapped-but his hold was incredibly strong.
"What sort of witch are you, Sullivan Chloe?" Akito Sohma's voice rumbled in her ear, his breath hot and moist against her skin, the darkness of the room (which she only just realized was the one he was staying in) hiding him completely in its inky depth.
She wanted to tell him he was insane and obviously psychotic, but his palm was still pressed against her mouth, keeping her from making any noise.
"What magic runs through your veins that with one touch you make me stronger than I ever have been?" He continued to hiss in her ear.
Chloe's body jerked in surprise when she felt the scrape of teeth against the shell of her ear.
She pushed harder against his chest but he wasn't moving.
Not an inch.
"I do not like you." He growled.
She didn't like him either.
But she liked his body.
Or his hand.
Mostly his hand.
Said hand kneaded her breast over her shirt, pinching her nipple painfully, causing her to whimper against his palm and arch off of the wall.
She was also growing embarrassingly wet.
Akito's hand trailed down the front of her body roughly before brazenly slipping in under her skirt and panties, fingertips meeting her warmth, her wetness.
Chloe closed her eyes tightly despite not being able to see anything in the darkness.
"You're a most annoying girl who clearly needs to be shown her place...but at least your body knows how to please god." He hissed, tongue tracing the shell of her air as his fingers moved, slipping into her heat roughly, nearly violently.
Chloe cried out and the hands that'd been trying to push him in vain instead clenched in his shirt.
Had her mind not been screaming at the pain laced with pleasure that shot up her body and down her legs, Chloe would have wondered what god had to do with anything.
His thumb found her clit.
It was only because of his palm against her mouth that her scream didn't betray them.
He chuckled darkly.
She hated him.
Chloe bit down on his palm, tasting blood.
Akito snarled, yanking his hand away violently. "You filthy-!"
Chloe used her grip on his shirt to pull him closer, violently, their lips meeting in an angry and ugly yet hungry kiss.
They didn't like each other.
They probably hated the other.
And yet the kiss continued on, hard, heavy, and Chloe found herself trapped against the wall and his body, his hands, even his bleeding one, fisted in her hair painfully.
She clawed him.
He bit her.
Chloe moved her hips to help him as he yanked her underwear down and skirt up viciously, impatiently, and then there was movement as he fumbled with his pants, obviously not so used to these western clothes.
The blonde found her hands replacing his, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants.
Akito yanked her around and shoved her face first against the wall before aligning himself and thrusting in.
Chloe groaned, legs apart, palms against the wall, feeling him so deep inside of her.
He growled, almost as if displeased to realize that she hadn't been a virgin.
Chloe clenched around him.
He snarled, the sound choked, as he began to fuck up into her in long, harsh thrusts, fingers digging deep into the skin of her hips, holding her in place and pulling her back to meet his angry thrusts. "You will please your god."
"Just shut up already." Chloe hissed, shifting her hips in a way that let him slid in deeper in his next furious thrust.
Both hissed at the feeling.
Akito held himself still, buried in her to the hilt.
Chloe slowly rotated her hips, fucking herself on him.
His breathing was becoming erratic as one of his hands loosened on her hip, traveling up her body to cup a breast.
Chloe whimpered, arching into him. "I hate you."
"Good." He whispered into her ear, pinching her nipple hard as his other arm went around her waist, pinning her to him as he thrust once more.
"Oh...god..." Chloe gasped, reaching up behind her to fist her hands in his hair as he tortured her neck with bites and nibbles.
"Yesssssssss." His hissed, fingers releasing her sensitive nipple and journeying up the slope of her neck before playing with her lips. "I am."
Chloe's tongue reached out and flicked those fingertips before welcoming them into her mouth, worshipping them as they fucked her mouth the same way he fucked her.
She'd once thought herself in love with Jimmy...and yet the sex they'd had hadn't really done anything for her. But here was this lunatic and violent asshole...and...and she was going insane with how amazing her body felt under his rough ministrations.
They hated each other...and yet there was a deep lust that erupted between them which she couldn't even think about denying or at least trying to fight.
What did that say about her?
The hand Akito had had around her lowered to torture her clit once more.
The fingers fucking her mouth muffled her desperate, begging words.
Everything was going white, her ears buzzing.
Akito's fingers slid out of her mouth before they clamped down over her mouth once more.
He then pinched her clit.
Chloe screamed long and hard as her body spasmed in an orgasm so intense there seemed to be explosions going on in the back of her eyelids and the world went silent.
Akito snarled something in japanese in her ear, his thrusts faster and faster, before with one deep thrust he came inside of her.
Orgasm still rocking her, Chloe's body milked Akito's hungrily.
Eyes closed tightly, she didn't notice the way her body glowed with her healing power, seeping into Akito and healing him completely of the curse that would have killed him before his twentieth birthday. She didn't even know about her meteor ability, didn't understand that the fatigue she felt was more than just exhaustion from the vigorous screw.
She didn't even notice that the room door had just opened, and that Akito's doctor watched them in horror.
Instead of realizing all these important things, she fainted.
Akito had had Hatori not only heal Chloe of the evidences of their fuck, but had had her memory of the event erased, along with the memory of the friend in her room of Hatori returning an unconscious blonde. With the girl in Hatori's arms, Akito had confirmed his suspicion that unlike any other girl this one was able to embrace or be embraced by the Juunishi and not trigger the transformation into their zodiac forms. It either meant that this girl was a Juunishi herself...or she was something else.
And Akito knew she wasn't a Juunishi.
Considering that he'd seen the powerful magic glow in her body when she'd been brought to the height of pleasure...had felt it seep into him, find the curse that daily killed him little by little, and destroy it...she must be some sort of miko, or maybe a witch.
Whatever it was she was powerful.
And she didn't even know that she had this power.
The god of the Juunishi narrowed his eyes.
This could prove to be so useful.
"Akito-sama." Hatori finally spoke.
His older cousin had been silent ever since the night before, obviously displeased with him for having used the daughter of their host for sexual release, and yet knowing it wasn't his place to scold his god.
Akito turned his sharp eyes on the doctor, daring him to try and do so now.
Hatori sighed and lowered his gaze. "What do you plan on doing now?"
"Do you dare question me?" Akito hissed.
"No Akito-sama." Hatori shook his head. "I am curious. That is all."
Akito narrowed his eyes at Hatori before looking away. "We will agree to what Luthor wishes, but one of my many conditions will be that Sullivan Gabriel will have to move to Japan to head the new company."
Hatori looked up at that, visible eye narrowed, and yet he didn't comment.
"I am healed, Hatori. When we return home and you can test me you will find that I am right." Akito stood. "You will not tell anyone that I have been healed though, and will let them continue to believe that I am their dying God." He sneered. "I am now truly God, and it is because of that girl." His eyes narrowed. "I want her close where I can keep an eye on her. I might have need of her in the future."
"What is she?" Hatori finally asked. "How is it possible that she could have healed you of the family curse-or that I could hold her and not be transformed into my zodiac animal?"
"I do not know as yet." Akito responded, expression dark. "But this meeting was not a coincidence. We were brought here by the fates to meet this girl. Like the Juunishi, she now belongs to me."
Hatori lowered his head in deference, knowing better than to counter anything the younger man said.
"I am god." Akito declared vehemently. "As I will it, so it will be."