Hi, this is Miva Rose and welcome to my first fanfiction.

It's about Yuki when he just wakes up, and yeah, I came up with the idea when I was half-asleep. It hints at Yuki-Kyo...sorta. Just thought I better warn you.

Warning(s): Yuki pining for a pillow, Shigure being drama-queenish and a language you can only understand when half unconscious.

And so, it begins...

Pillow

Yuki Sohma was having the most fantastic dream; it was sunny, he was in his garden and plants were growing everywhere, leeks, flowers and strawberries… All growing around him.

Suddenly, he was dragged from his dream world by a timid knock at the door.

"Mmm?" He asked, unable to say anything else this early in the morning.

"Eh… Yuki-kun, breakfast is ready…"

Normally Yuki would have smiled at the sweet, stuttering girl behind the door, but it was 8 o'clock on a Saturday and Yuki had just woken up, so the only reply the nervous girl got was a grunt and the sound of him shifting under his duvet.

"Well… get up before it gets cold… Ok Yuki-kun?"

"Mmm-hmm"

Yuki vaguely wondered how anyone managed to use WORDS this early in the morning. Eventually, he realised he should probably get up. He rolled over, attempted to sit up, and flopped back to his pillow where it was comfortable. The sweet smell of Tohru's undoubtedly wonderful breakfast was slowly creeping it's way into the dazed boy's room. His stomach rumbled, longing to be filled, so he tried to get up again… This time he managed to stand up before falling back onto his bed, grabbing his pillow and nuzzling it.

Maybe he could just stay in bed a while longer, it was early after all… He could always reheat breakfast and his pillow was SO comfy.

Yuki-Kun---!" Sang an annoying sing-song voice, (AN: Is it just me or does that sound weird?) "Tohru says you need to get up! The foods getting cold! Everyone else has finished eaten. Poor Tohru would be heartbroken if you didn't at least try to eat her delicious food!"

"Uhr!" Yuki replied moodily, subconsciously digging his head deeper into his pillow to defend against an oncoming headache.

Shigure opened the door, skipped in and began a long rant in which the only recognizable words were "Pillow", "Carrot" and "Television studio".

Keeping his death-grip on the pillow, Yuki sat up. Shigure gave an over-dramatised sigh and tried to pull Yuki's pillow from him.

"Erh! Urrel-ruh!" Yuki moaned.

"It's for your own good, now get up!" sang Shigure. Yuki snatched his pillow back and stood up. Still in his pyjamas, he began to trudge downstairs nuzzling his pillow. However, before he could reach the stairs Shigure stole his pillow.

"Wuh!" cried Yuki sadly.

Shigure sighed again, obviously in drama-queen mode this morning, and said, "Tsk, tsk Yuki-Kun. Would you really want our sweet flower finding out about your love for Pillow-Chan here? She'd be heartbroken!"

And with that, he tossed the pillow across the hall and skipped into his office.

Yuki blinked in confusion, his sleep-and-pillow-deprived brain taking quadruple the usual time to process thoughts. Sorely missing his pillow, but too hungry to go fetch it, Yuki turned around and plodded down the stairs.

By some miracle, he made it all the way to the bottom step. Of course, upon reaching the bottom step he promptly fell into an extremely surprised Kyo.

"Yuki, get off! Dammit, move!" Kyo yelled, as soon as he composed himself from the shock of seeing Yuki looking so sad and dazed on his shoulder.

Yuki frowned at the sudden onslaught of noise. His brain could only register one thing; Kyo was comfy, like his Pillow-Chan. Kyo's shoulder was REALLY comfy. Yuki sighed contently, having finally found a replacement for his long-lost pillow. He dragged his arms around Kyo's neck. Then, before Kyo could realise his supposedly worst enemy was hugging him, Yuki began to nuzzle his neck.

"Yuki! That's it! What the hell are you doing?" screamed Kyo.

"You're snuggly…" muttered Yuki.

"I'm WHAT?"

"...Like a pillow."

And so, that's it! The end of my first fanfic!I was gunna write a lot more, but I thought I'd end the torture.If I get another day of nothing-ness I'll write some more though.

It'd be nice ifsomebody reviews... I mean, if you can...

So, yeah.Bye...