Angst-In the form of a song

Chapter 1-"Blue on Black"

Disclaimer-I don't own any Furuba stuff whatsoever.

A/N- this story is written with personal angst in mind, so please, no criticisms too harsh please? Oh and anyone's thoughts are in italics.

Flashback- He ran through the forest, denying the truth that was chasing him in his mind. It's not true! She can't be gone! Not now when I need her! As he kept running, it became obvious where he was going. It was where he had been born, or reborn, really.

Present-

"Stop moping and cook something," Yuki ordered.

"Go do it yourself, fag face," Kyo said, apathetically. Another of Kyo's charming new habits, frequent cursing.

"Since we all know I can't cook, that would be a definite no."

"Whatever," Kyo mumbled, pushing himself off the couch and going into the kitchen. Yuki wasn't surprised by his lack of spirit though, it had been this way for months ever since Tohru had had to move to America with her grandfather, nothing was the same at Shigure's house. Shigure actually snapped at people, Kyo had turned gothic, and Yuki was back at the main house, most of the time being abused by Akito. The Mabudachi Trio didn't speak to each other anymore, from a recent fight. Momiji acted grown-up and Haru was in jail for fighting in the streets. It's all gone to hell in handbasket and absolutely NONE of it will bring our angel back. The Juunishi truly are cursed. Yuki went to use the bathroom and found the whole room smeared with blood-again.

"Kyo! If you're going to do stupid things, at least do them without making a mess!"

"What the fuck are you talking about?!" Kyo asked, coming around the corner.

"That wasn't me," Kyo said, wide-eyed at the horrific amount of blood spewed everywhere. The two teens looked at each other and thought the same thing-Kisa. The girl had retracted back into herself after Tohru left, and then moved on to worse things on the side. Drugs, alcohol, even quiet prostitution-but no words. Everyone had grown older when she left.

"We'd better go find her," Kyo sighed.

"Yeah," Yuki agreed, "before she tries to seduce Hiro again, this time covered in blood." The boys searched until sundown but there was no sign of the little tigress.

"Ah, fuck it," Kyo said, throwing his hands up in disgust, "Ha'ri will probably bring her in anyway!" With that sentiment, both boys returned to their skipped lunch, ate, and went to bed. And so ends another useless day, Yuki thought morosely. Each of us will mourn her in our own way. No consolation for the cursed Zodiac. Yuki cried and whispered a single prayer for the Juunishi as Kyo keened his grief to the moon.