Previously on UD...

"No. I will not leave, not until you let me see Ammara again, my wife and I's only living child, Our Flower!" Hoshi yelled and received a hard punch in his stomach. Hoshi groaned in pain, involuntarily clutching his stomach. Akito kneed him in the face, screaming at him.

"How dare you still persist of seeing her?! She is a disgrace, to you, to your damn wife, to all of us! She is nothing, learn Hoshi, learn of your mistake of thinking she was still your daughter-"

"Akito, shut your slithering asshole up, it stinks of rotten eggs."

3rd Person's POV

Akira stood in the doorway of Akito's room, a smirk plastered on her face.

For a moment, Akito didn't recognize her, remembering her as a scared little girl. Not a confident young woman.

He shook his head, pointing an accusing finger at her.

"YOU AREN'T ALLOWED TO BE HERE!" He shouted, his voice booming off of the walls. Akira shrugged, walking forward and placing a hand on Hoshi's shoulder.

"Thanks for getting me here. Akito, I would like to hold an audience with you." Akito growled, ready to strike her.

"Please, let her speak with you." Hoshi asked of him. "You lied to me! You have already seen her! You will be punished Hoshi!"

"Oh? And what authority do you think you hold? Technically, he is your senior, so if anything, you should be punished for treating him badly." Akira stated, her voice smart and calm.

When did this all happen? Didn't Akira just turn her back on her parents? And so, why was she in the Sohma Household with her father?

-Flashback-

"Please, please don't walk away from us!" Caralina wailed for her daughter. Akira stopped, continuing to look forward.

"Am- Akira, please. Listen to her. If there is anything we can do for you to forgive us, we will do it!" Hoshi told her, his voice breaking. Akira looked to Hatori, seeing him nod slightly. She shook her head with a groan, turning around with her arms crossed.

"Anything?"

"Anything."

-Present-

They brought her back to the HouseHold, back to where Akira's original home was. In order to hold an audience with Akito.

"Why should I hold an audience with you?! You are nothing!" Claimed Akito. Akira rolled her eyes at him.

"We are one in the same, Hold an audience with me, or else I will reveal the secret of the Sohmas." Hoshi's eyes widened at her threat, staring at her in shock, "Akira, why would you-"

"What is the point of keeping secrets? Of keeping the curse a secret? Because then we would be ridiculed from society?! Hell, we have already been ridiculed because of our looks, Haru for example because of his hair, so what if we are ridiculed because of the damn curse? It wouldn't make a damn difference!"

"Ammara, if you reveal this. You will be severely punished at the hands of me!" Akira blew a raspberry, ignoring his threat.

"By you?! You are nothing but a rat full of shit, I am not afraid of you." Akira told him. Akito ran his fingers through his hair a couple of times, feeling his heart rate accelerate, he was losing the battle.

"Fine! I will hold a damn audience with you!" Akira smirked and tilted her head, her brown eyes narrowed, "Why, thank you!" She turned on her heel and left, Hoshi quickly following her. Once the door was closed he threw a nearby vase against the wall in anger, kicking breakable things around the room.

"That little-!" She had set his buttons off, and she was prepared for the fury that was bound to unleash on her.

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Akira sat down with HatsuHaru the next day at school. They sat outside during lunch, and this reminded that with everything going on, Akira really needed to catch up on her studies, her exams were coming up soon.

She was going to tell Haru, he was the last person who needed to know who she was, and that they were related distantly by the family tree of Sohmas.

She swallowed the lump forming in her throat, reminding herself that if she doesn't tell him now, she might never get the chance to before the audience with Akito in three days time. She shook her head, watching him munch loudly on his dumpling.

"What kind of dumpling is that?" Akira asked him to strike up conversation. Haru swallowed the food, staring inside of it.

"Pork. Just regular old pork- Hey, are you going to eat that?" Haru asked her, gesting to her own lunch that Ritsu made for her.

She looked down at the bento that all it had left was rice and vegetable soup. She shook her head. "I lost my appetite."

"Okay." Haru gently took it from her lap and began eating her leftovers. She smiled, remembering that is also what he used to do when they were kids. Akira wasn't allowed to eat at the same table as her cousins, so she was left to eat outside alone, until Haru started to join her for meals. He was very nice as a kid, and still is now.

She waited for a few moments, knowing if she were to lay the bomb on him right then and there, he could possibly choke on his lunch.

"Hey Haru." Haru swallowed the bit of rice, looking over at her, "Yeah?"

"I think it is about time you know why I live alone.".

To Be continued