A/N: Note that I do not really ship Kagura x Kyo. I simply felt that this song could be fitting for a darker spin on Kagura from the point of view of an author who has not actually read anything past what happens in the anime series. So this is probably terribly inaccurate, but I don't care. It was fun to write. I also needed today's wordcount for my writing contest and I couldn't think of anything for my actual story. Have fun.
I sipped my tea. I was at Shigure's house again. I've been visiting quite often lately. The very obvious reason for this habit is the boy I love, Kyo. He lives here when he's not being irrational and running away. He's been around for the most part in the past few weeks, which gave me reason to come and nag at him.
I have to be here, twenty-four-seven. If I'm not, he could be taken away from me. He's too close to that Honda girl. I don't like it. He said he'd marry me when we were little. Yeah, we were little, but when you tell someone something like that, you had better follow through with it. I expect the best in people. I expect the best in my future fiancé.
Perhaps it is me who is being irrational. He'll never remember that I…
My teacup nearly fell to the floor and shattered. He'd just walked into the room… with Tohru, hand in hand. It appeared to be because she had fallen or something clumsy like she often did, but that meant nothing to me. They were touching, which was enough for me to drop this teacup and barely manage to catch it in time.
Eyes wide, I took a deep breath. Only that annoying Shigure noticed. I'm only glad that he said nothing. I quickly shifted my hair in front of my face and pretended not to be seeing it, so that it wouldn't seem out of character for me to let them walk by. This was devastating.
He has no idea how many times I've cried because of him. He never will know, either. That's what really gets to me. It will never once cross Kyo's disheveled mind that I die inside every time he is with anyone else. I can't even let him see it.
It was such a lovely thing we had as kids, but that's all over. We could hold hands and be silly, but any kid can do that, no matter how scarred. It meant nothing. It means nothing now. It never will mean anything. There is your verb tenses lesson for the day, Shigure, now stop frigging staring at me.
Deep yet quick breaths jumped out of my mouth as I sat there. Then the two walked back in, and I, now alive again, noticed them and jumped up. I reverted to my usual self, thrashing about.
"You are mine, and not to be taken away by that girl!" I yelled enthusiastically, throwing something at a wall and nearly injuring Kyo. This is a façade. It really is. This way, any tears that flow out look like the results of a mindless rage. Even though I tell myself proudly that this will never make me cry, it does, so I have to find a way to disguise it.
Kyo continued to bat me off. I continued to thrash around and bully him. It gave me an excuse to be near him. That much I would allow being clear to everyone. I just couldn't let that jerk Shigure spill anything else. He's just like his buddy Akito. They notice anything and everything. They can use anything to their advantage. Shigure just disguises it better. Even a moron like me knows that.
And so, following my animal instinct, I proceeded to break something that was dangerously close to Shigure, because I knew I couldn't really hurt him, and I couldn't really hurt my darling, distant Kyo.