Summary: Based on A Christmas Carol.
If Kyo doesn't like the rain, then that must mean that he likes the snow even less, even if it is on Christmas Eve. Being Christmas Eve, he'll have to visit Akito the next day along with the rest of the 12, no matter his curse. Not to mention that he'll have to endure praises directed towards the Nezumi...
When Kyo falls asleep, he is visited by three spirits. The Ghost of Past, Present, and Future. Will these ghosts succeed in ending the ignorance that our favorite Neko has of his lifelong rival's true self? Meet the Christmas special that I have created! This is indeed a Kyo story, but it isn't necessarily Kyo-centric, as it focuses on his rivalry with Yuki, ne?
A Kyo's Carol
Chapter 1: Conscience. An Epilogue.
The landscape… he didn't like it. It was cold and wet, although mostly cold. It reminded him too much of the rain that he disliked so much. Kyo stood up from his solitary seat in the white landscape. He wasn't sure how or why he was there, although he was certain that he wanted to leave. He didn't like this place… at all. It made him feel like he was free, but only to an extent. Almost like fish in a pond: they were free to swim wherever they wanted to in their small area or space, but that was just it. They were restricted to that small space. He wanted out, he needed to get out… out… out! OUT!
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OUT!
The orange haired boy lurched up from his bed. He was breathing heavily, as a reaction to the dream. He hated dreams like that. They weren't nightmares, exactly, but there was something about them that were… eerie, almost. Like he was OCD and his gut was telling him that something was out of place, but he didn't know what it was.
Well, that was a weird thought for the morning. Clearly, he had been spending too much time with Haru lately. He got out of bed and stretched, but then shivered. The AC wasn't on, so why was it so cold in his… room… His thoughts trailed off to a different subject, one that was a lot like: "Well that's just perfect. Looks like I could be ranked right up there with Hanajima in the psychic category." There was snow outside of his window. It had completely obscured the view of the outside that he was so used to seeing in the morning. He foolishly opened the window in hopes to see the rest of outside, but unfortunately, he had temporarily forgotten his first problem of being cold. He was painfully reminded of this when the cold and bitter wind blew against his bare skin. It was a waste of his time too, because the small glimpse he had caught of the outside had been for nothing. All that there was to see was a white blanket covering the entire landscape of the Sohma residence and beyond.
"Stupid…" He chastised himself. "Anything that doesn't help you get better at something is a waste of space and time. It's a waste…"Kyo clenched his fist and grit his teeth in anger. His thoughts had unconsciously quoted the words that the rat had spoken to him right before retiring to his room last night.
It had been another dinner with the constant bickering between the two juunshi. Yuki had accidentally broken the plate when the sharp knife he had been using to cut his meal had gone right through the food and on to the glass plate itself, as a result of Shigure's usual perverted comments, directed this time at Tohru's particular hairstyle. Apparently it was slightly frizzy that day, most likely due to the antics of the Sohma men.
Kyo had yelled at the silver haired boy when the shattering of the glass occurred, naturally calling him stupid as his temper rose. Yuki then made a quiet comeback, which Kyo didn't hear. The fiery boy rightly assumed that it was an insult, and had proceeded to aim a punch to the other's jaw, when Shigure intervened, most likely as a desperate attempt to stop the damage that would have come to his home as the outcome of the two's fighting.
Instead, the dog mockingly sighed and cried out to no one in particular that Tohru hadn't been asked a single question of her plans for the upcoming holidays. His plan worked. It immediately shut the two boys up, and had created a stream of either mumbled apologies, or princely promises to not ignore the poor girl further.
In a stroke of what Kyo figured he'd call "witty brilliance in the fighting category", Kyo muttered under his breath something only Yuki would be able to hear.
"I bet that the only reason that the rat is excited for the dumb holidays is because he'll be able to see his precious Akito for an entire seventy-two hours during the zodiac meeting, am I right?" Yuki stopped in his tracks up the stairs. He slowly turned around to face the orange-haired teenager. And then he spoke the cutting words.
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"Stupid…" he had said with a look of utmost hatred. "Anything you say that doesn't help you get better at something is a waste of space and time. It's a waste. So I'd suggest actually getting the facts right before trying to insult me." And then he had angrily walked back up the stairs.
Kyo couldn't think of a retort to that. If he wasn't so angry at the supposedly perfect boy, he might've actually had some more room in his emotions to feel at least a little confused. But nearly as soon as the thought occurred, so did the thought of how much the "prince" would be doted on in less than twenty four hours. He expected that Akito would open his arms lovingly and praise that Yuki to no end, and then the silver haired boy would smile a mockingly gracious smile, loving all of the praise. And then he would turn around and face Kyo directly and his purple eyes would be filled to the brim with taunting thoughts.
Kyo was brought back to the present when a sharp knock came across his door. "What do you want?" he lazily bit out to the person behind it. There was a small pause, and then the door opened. A man with cream colored hair and a robe not unlike Shigure's walked in. The orange haired boy stood up abruptly. "Shishou?!" he demanded. Kazuma smiled appreciatively. "Well, of course. I wouldn't be a very good adult if I didn't come over and wish my wonderful son a happy holidays, now would I?" Kyo scoffed. "Yeah, wonderful. Well this wonderful kid can't even beat a prissy boy with a Lolita complex." Kazuma's smile faltered a small bit. "Yes, I thought you might say something like that." Kyo sat back down on his bed, a pout forming on his face. "In fact…" Kyo's father hesitantly continued, "The said, eh, prissy boy was recently seen getting ready to head for the main estate with Shigure-san. Shouldn't you be getting ready to go as well?" Kyo stared at his father for a minute. Had he really forgotten? "Eh, Shishou? I'm not supposed to go until the banquet actually starts. On the 25th." Kazuma stared back at his son, still not understanding what he was getting at. His clueless father still had that blank expression on his face, making the atmosphere slightly awkward. Kyo broke the silence. "…Eh, today is the 24th." A look of recognition spread across Kazuma. "Ah! Now I see!"
Kyo sweatdropped. But then the dojo master became noticeably more serious.
"So, you still hate Yuki then?"
The teen turned his head away from his adoptive father. "That's a stupid question. You don't even need to hear the answer." Kazuma sadly shook his head. "No, I suppose I don't. But can I ask why?" Kyo turned back around and glared. "I don't need to tell you that! Stop asking the same stupid questions! You already know why! That idiot rat ruined my life! How can I not hate him! Him and his perfect life, his perfect friends, his disgustingly perfect family? It's obvious isn't it?! He has everything that I DON'T!"
Kazuma smiled sadly, and then walked back then walked back towards the door. Kyo's angry expression faltered. "H-hey, where're ya going?" Kazuma paused and then turned around, and smiled once again. "Well Kyo, I suppose that your point of view does make some sense. But, unfortunately, your point of view is still missing a few details. And, I suppose I'll just leave you to figure them out a bit. So... in the meantime, try and keep an open mind to the people in your surroundings, ne?" and with that, the dojo master left, leaving Kyo to sulk.
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