A/N: This was a darefic. The first part's scenario came straight from the first book. The second part I kinda made up. YukiKyo, shonenai. You have been warned.
Kyo's POV
I hated him. I HATED HIM. This was going to be the time when I was going to wipe that derisive look off his face. I was going to beat that damn rat.
"…Kyo," he smirked "Make this worth my time."
The way he phrased it seemed a little, well, off to me, but I had no time to think about it, so I rushed him with a roundhouse kick, yelling "Bring it on, pretty boy!"
Every time I kicked or punched him, he dodged it easily, and it was really, really starting to piss me off. But suddenly, I found his face less than an inch from mine, his breath ghosting over my cheek, light dancing in his eyes. My eyes widened. And for a split-second, my guard was down.
I was kicked so hard, I crashed through the wall, and was slammed into the ground outside. I felt the breath whoosh out of me.
Yuki looked down over his shoulder at me, with something flickering across his face. It wasn't… disgust… was it disappointment?
"I thought I told you to make it worth my time," he muttered.
I felt color wash over my face, suddenly finding the second meaning in what he had said. He abruptly turned his back on me to go talk to the brown haired girl. I distinctly heard the words "his guard is terrible". I fumed.
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I was lying down on the roof, glaring up at the stars. Damn Yuki always made a fool of me. The cool roof under my back calmed me a bit though, and I let a tiny, almost inaudible sigh escape me.
Almost inaudible.
I heard footsteps coming towards me, and I made a snarling sound in the back of my throat. "Rat."
"What's got the kitty cat so upset?" Yuki drawled.
I said nothing, and I expected him to be smiling, but I didn't look up. What I didn't expect however, was for him to pin me down by my arms to the roof.
"Hm? I didn't hear you…"
"Get off me," I hissed, but the effect was slightly ruined when I felt my face heat up. Yuki's chest was now pressed flush to mine, and his mouth was so close to the side of my face. He blew into my ear, and I shuddered, my face heating up even more.
"Don't waste my time," he murmured, and abruptly left, leaving me there on that cold roof.
I hated him. I HATED HIM.
And I hated the fact that I reacted to him this way.
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A/N: Yup! Kinda dark, and I made Yuki such a bastard. Reviews will be adored, flames will be laughed at.