Summary: Kyo, a city gang leader. Yuki, a country horse trainer. Two different lives; two different worlds. Forced away from his destructive habits in the city, Kyo arrives at a horse farm where he meets the gentle, horse-lover Yuki. Instantly the two boys clash, a bitter relationship forming between them. But when disaster strikes, Yuki is left with a broken heart and no one to turn to but his fiery haired enemy. Warning! Yaoi!

Hey there everyone. This originally started out as an RP between me and two of my friends, but me and Firebreather339, (She's one of the two friends with her own account.) finished it without our third friend due to plot conflicts. But she was still a part of it. Anyway, RPs between me and my friends are usually messy and not well written, so I went back and edited the story so it would flow better and have more description. So, enjoy the story, yes it is Yaoi, so if you don't like it, don't read. Please Review. Thanks.

Chapter 1

As he had done countless times before, a man, stunted charcoal locks messily pressed against a pillow, waited only half awake into the wee hours of the morning, in expectation of a phone call. The monotonous chime of the telephone stirred the man to the conscious size of his daze, and he reached for the phone, mumbling into it.

"Hello? Yes, I'll be right there."

Groggy, he hung up the phone, lifted himself from the couch he'd been sitting on, and headed for the door, grabbing his coat along the way.

-

Blinking at the contrast of light between the inside of the police station and the outside, the man sighed, shaking his head once seeing a boy handcuffed to a chair. A brown bandana tied to the boy's head, he smirked at the cop that stood next to him, muttering an obscene comment.

"What'd you say, Kid?!" The cop kicked the chair, but the boy only continued his smirk. "Your ass should be locked up."

"For what?"

"Admit it, you little bastard. You and I both know you did it."

"Oh yeah?" The boy's smile was cocky, "Got any proof?"

Receiving only glares from the cop, the boy balanced his chair on its back legs, laughing.

"Didn't think so!"

Slamming down the legs, he spotted the man, a new degree of smugness flashing through his crimson-brown orbs.

"What the hell took you so long Shigure? This guy is really starting to piss me off. Well don't just stand there, get me out of here!" The boy ordered.

Recognizing the man named Shigure, the cop scowled, unlocking the handcuffs that restrained the boy.

"I'm so out of here," he said, "Se ya copper."

Sad, but probably true. Following the boy out of the station, the man sighed again, unlocking his car.

"Kyo…" he began.

"Not now, take me home," Kyo ordered. "I'm starving and I don't really feel like hearing you talk."

Starting the ignition, Shigure began driving; Kyo leaning his seat back and rolling the window down as if they weren't driving from the police station early in the morning.

"Kyo…" the older man tried again.

"Why the hell's all that stuff in the back?" Kyo didn't plan on being lectured. "And another thing, I aint…"

A series of whistles echoing down the empty street caused Kyo to stop short.

"Stop the car!"

Startled, Shigure abruptly hit the breaks. Launching his own sequence of whistles, Kyo paused before getting out of the old car.

"Crew'll be lookin' for me," Kyo said, "I'll be home later…if I feel like it."

Expecting such an event, Shigure locked the doors before Kyo could get out.

"What the hell?" He demanded. "Let me out, you bastard!"

"No," Shigure drove once again, "This is the last straw Kyo. I won't let you throw your life away like your parents."

"You aint got no right to talk to me like that! To hell with them, to hell with you!" Kyo argued, "Stop the car before I shoot my way outta here!"

"You and I both know you ditched your gun before you got arrested," Shigure didn't budge. "We're leaving for the country, where you won't have command over dozens of gun carrying thugs."

"Like hell I am! Do you have any idea what'll happen if I leave? You can't do this to me!" Kyo kicked at the door.

"I'm more concerned about what'll happen if you stay."

"Wait a second!"

"It's already set up Kyo," Shigure said, "We're leaving now, so you might want to get comfortable."

"Damn it! Let me out!" Kyo raised his voice louder.

Turning onto a highway, Shigure allowed the car to get faster.

"No."

-

A sturdy, black mustang beneath him, a boy urged the horse along faster, breaking through some trees on a narrow path.

"Whoa Ursa," he called as they neared the edge of the path.

Responding to the command, Ursa slowed to a trot as they exited the forest. Trotting along until reaching stables located about a quarter mile from a small house, the boy dismounted before rinsing Ursa off.

The sound of a car reaching his ears, the boy looked up and watched a '97 station wagon pull in front of the house. A forced smile suddenly plastered to his face, he began towards it, a man with black hair, as well as a boy with fiery orange hair climbing out.

"Hello. May I help you?"

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