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A/N: Bwahahaha, welcome! This is my first FB fic, so please; be gentle. And just so you all know, this fic is yaoi, which equals boyxboy, gay people EVERYWHERE! So don't come flaming to me because you "didn't know"! XP I hate that…
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Behind Fiery Eyes
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CH.1 - goodbye
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"I won't forget the way you make me feel
I won't regret running away from here
You think you see the world but you see nothing
Time is only gonna make it worse in the end
So I'll say goodbye again."
SR71 - Goodbye
Sohma Kyou sat alone in his room, a somber tone surrounding his lithe form. He sat on his bed, red eyes fixated on his knees, deep in thought. One lone tear ran the length of his cheek before curling underneath his chin and disappearing.
The redhead idly wondered if the feeling in his chest was what getting your heart ripped out felt like; a deep, swelling pain right above your heart which spread up into your throat, making it burn every time you took a breath or swallowed. The back of your eyes eventually began to burn until salty tears came forth, spilling over swollen eyelids and running down red cheeks.
Two hours prior, Kyou had felt as if he were in love with the most wonderful person on earth; his cousin Sohma Yuki. The nezumi had stolen his heart a few months before, and that day, had given it back in pieces.
Although the two never told anyone about their relationship, apart from those in Shigure's home who saw some of it first hand, Kyou felt like he could finally be at peace with someone; like he was in love. He and Yuki still fought but their eyes held a warm glow to them instead of deep resentment. Honda Tohru had insisted that the two of them were adorable together, causing them both to blush, also promising not to tell a soul so long as they both wished it.
Kyou had felt in the last little while that it was time to make their love known. His gray haired lover had gone silent upon the statement leaving the neko's lips, but seemed to contemplate the idea. Kyou hadn't pushed it.
He'd gotten his answer this evening...
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"Kyou?" Yuki entered the living room silently, almost sneaking up on his lover. Kyou turning onto his back from his lying position on the floor, book forgotten.
Kyou sat back on his haunches, staring up at the nezumi. "Yah? What about?"
Yuki hesitated. "...us," he said.
"What about us?"
The gray haired boy bowed his head so that Kyou wouldn't see his eyes. "I think we need to stop this..."
Kyou sat up straight. His ears perked at the grave tone in the nezumi's voice. "What do you mean!" he demanded. "Is there something wrong?" He cocked his head to the side, vein bulging out a little from his temple. His quiet lover could be so... uncommunicative sometimes.
"Yes," Yuki replied. "There is."
"Well, what is it!" Kyou stood up so that he was eye level with Yuki.
Yuki avoided looking him in the eyes. "I think we should stop... being together."
The redhead took a step backwards, reeling a little bit. "Wh-what! When the hell did this realization dawn on you?"
Yuki finally looked up to stare into his lover's eyes. The neko own ruby eyes widened at the dead serious look in those beloved dark eyes. "If someone were to tell Akito of our relationship," Yuki said, "he wouldn't approve."
"Are you afraid of what Akito'll do!" Kyou shouted. "Even if he was pissed, he wouldn't hurt you! He actually sort of likes you!"
Yuki shook his head. "Anyone who is... involved... with the cat would be beaten till an inch away from death." A sigh. "Even me."
"That can't be the only reason!" Kyou snarled. "That didn't matter to you for the past three months!"
Yuki bowed his head again, an ashamed blush staining his pale face. "Kyou, just think of what the other people at school would think," he reasoned. "We're practically cousins, and two males being together isn't exactly normal..."
The last words stung Kyou like a slap to the face; he would have rathered Yuki had slapped him. His face turned red with anger. "You're afraid of what people will say about you! That's what this is about?" The redhead clenched his fists. "You're afraid of tarnishing your reputation..?"
"I just can't be with you anymore." Yuki turned his head away from Kyou.
All the tensity rushed out of Kyou's body suddenly, as if he'd been drained of all energy. His face lost it's contort of anger, dropping into a look of sadness and reject. "But... I love you..."
Yuki's head snapped back to Kyou for a moment before dropping his gaze to the floor. "Well, I don't.. love you."
The nezumi didn't have time to react as Kyou fled the room.
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The neko didn't like crying; he'd spent a lot of his younger years doing just that. Curling into a little ball on his bed and burying his face into his hands. At the current moment, Kyou could taste salty tears making their way down his face. It made him feel weak and pitiful once again.
Narrowing his eyes, the redhead clenched his fist and punched down into his bed. He was feeling so down and shitty with himself that he just wanted to hit something, disfigure, or just plain kill something. Kyou hated feeling this bad; the last time he'd felt like this was before he'd gone into the mountains with Shishou...
As his thoughts trailed onto more disheartening figments, Yuki appeared in his mind. The gray haired teen smiling at him from across the dinner table, a small smile that held so much more than any other facial expression. Yuki slowly leaning forewords, eyes drooping, preparing to kiss him. A small smile found its way to Kyou sad face.
These images were shattered suddenly by Kyou's latest memory of his nezumi; an expressionless face, leering down at him, eyes cold and distant.
Kyou's smile dropped.
"I hate being the cat," Kyou muttered to himself. He lay his forehead to rest on his knees.
He turned his head slightly, glancing down to the black and white beads around his wrist. He held out his arm and watched it dangle loosely around his slim wrist; those little pieces of jewelry were the only thing keeping him from his third form, the hideous, nasty true form of the cat. The form was sickening, even to him. With a sigh, he dropped his arm back down.
Kyou's eyes sunk into a glow of depression. He was so angry with himself for letting Yuki get so close; close enough to break his heart. "How could he be so.." His eyes burned. "..cruel.."
With a final sob, the cat wiped away the remnants of his tears. With a sigh, he flopped onto his back, laying the full length of his bed. A look of determination was etched onto his features. "No one," he said, "..will get that close to me again. No one else shall break what's left of my heart."
The redhead turned onto his side, closing his eyes in preparation for sleep.
"Ever..."
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End of CH.1
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A/N: So, what do you people think of my first Fruits Basket fic? Good? Bad? Rather poke your eyes out than read it again? Lemme know! I accept any constructive criticism, but DON'T FLAME ME. Flames will be used to cook my dinner every night...
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