Author's Note: Hello, my name is Gabriela and this is a Fruits Basket Fanfiction. This was written years ago, and I never felt like publishing it, but as for now this is the time so give it a shot.

This is part I of a series of episodes (till now just two) and I don't know if it is already completed or not, as I really wanted to make a part three but I never find inspiration. So at this time, this story is finished already.

Constructive criticism is always accepted. Feel free to say whatever you want. And sorry, my English is not the best but I hope it is still understandable.

Enjoy!

Hidden truth lies in your words

~x~ a Fruits Basket episode ~x~

Theirs noses were now merely touching, breathes collided in the exiguous space between their faces, their lips barely separated as the younger boy was expecting the so wanted moment. Yuki could feel the warm and reluctant breath of the red headed boy above him stroking is cheek, leading him to desire that piece of flesh above his lips, demanding his own, he could see the effort Kyo was making to contain him, to control the already uncontrolled situation.

"Damn... I h-hate you", he exhaled when he opened his big and stormy orange eyes, struggling with his own words at the moment they come into his anxious mouth; the sound came as if he was angry with the grey haired boy, the conflict between is feelings inside of his stomach making him almost dizzy, his contrary thoughts expressed in his transfigured features.

The thinner boy didn't answer; instead of saying something that would piss him off and make Kyo run away, he gave him a mischievous smirk as he began to diminish the space between them, his hands resting in the taller boy's cheeks as Kyo looked at him confused, seeming upset. Yuki knew the lies behind his words, the truth hidden beneath his actions; he knew he could answer, a cold and acid response he was capable of, but he knew him better so he wouldn't give Kyo what he wanted – a motive to really hate him even more and storm off the room, not now that they were already in each other arms looking deeply in the other eyes as if they were misunderstood lovers, as if their love was much painful than joyful (in some parts it was indeed).

Kyo was looking in the amethyst eyes in front of him like he was searching for some sort of answer to his endless questions, ignoring his feelings bubbling and exploding at the mere touch of the slim and delicate hands of his younger cousin.

A sparkle flew trough is purpled-grey eyes giving Kyo the sign of a sudden change: Yuki approached even more their faces, sealing their lips together delicately and cautiously. Yuki closed his eyes so he couldn't see the fire finally exploding in the turbulent orange eyes of the cat. Kyo's hands abruptly surrounded the paler body beneath him, joining their bodies until it was impossible for both of them to breathe. Taking this as an incentive to move on, Yuki deepened the kiss, touching the lower lip of the taller boy with his own tongue asking permission. Kyo acceded to the request, melting in the experienced mouth of the rat until he regained his composure and began to dispute the control that Yuki was enjoying in having.

Both of them were lost in each other lips, as if the world outside didn't matter anymore; pride and prejudice of the zodiac aside, they were knowing the other as it was the first time, as equals, as boys, as lovers, not as cursed animals anymore. They were the kind and patient but hurt person Kyo was seeing, and the noisy and troublesome but loving person Yuki was in front of, not the stupid cat or the damn rat. They were the two faces of the same coin, love and hate walking side by side, trying to equilibrate the painful things of life with the small moments of joy like this.

End of part I