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Kyo put his hand on the top of her head and noted her small squeak. He must have snuck up on her without her noticing. She needed to pay more attention and was going to tell her that but then there was Yuki, smiling at her. "Is Kyo hurting you?" Yuki asked sweetly, peeling the redhead's fingers back painfully off her brunette hair.

"Oh it's fine!" She said quickly bolding up her hands in her own little defense. "He does it all the time. It's like his way of acknowledging me." She smiled.

"If I hurt her she'd tell me." Kyo hissed at the rat.

"Do you believe that?" Yuki asked looking at the cat with his you're-an-idiot expression. Kyo took a moment to think about it. It was Tohru. Of all people, she would be that last person to complain. About anything.

"Your fangirls are following us." Kyo said nodding over his shoulder at their stalkers. Yuki was silent. "Lead them away before they get too close for comfort." Kyo demanded.

"Do not tell me-" Yuki stopped his snarl, with a curt smile, a polite little bow before he made his departure, leading the ravenous girls away.

"Does it hurt?' Kyo asked once he was sure Yuki was out of earshot.

"What?" Tohru asked, clueless as ever.

"When I put my hand on your head." Kyo said harshly.

"It's fine!" She laughed not so reassuringly.

"It's a yes or no!" Kyo grabbed her by the arms and stopped her, yanking her to face him. She yelped in pain so he let go, faltering, had he been too rough with her? The way she was holding her arm said yes.

"It only surprises me sometimes but when you get angry you squeeze my head a little." She said looking down at her feet. He could hear the shaking in her voice that signaled her crying. "I like it but just..." She paused carefully. "Be more gentle." She looked up at him with a smile.

"Did I hurt you?" He asked brushing his fingers gently against her arm.

"Oh no!" She laughed and grabbed hold on his hand, interlacing his fingers with hers. He gave her a light squeeze before they let go.

"Then what's wrong with your arm?" He asked as they resumed walking home.

"It's nothing. I don't want you to get angry." She said as they slipped off their shoes and went up to her room. He handed over her school bag and she dropped it by her desk before turning around to thank him. But he had been quick on his silent feet, and pinned her against the wall. He grabbed her wrists in his hands, holding them lightly against the wall. He slowly began pulling up her blue school sleeve until it revealed a bruise on her arm. She looked him in the eyes, silent.

"Tell me who did this to you." He snarled, leaning in close to her face.

"Don't be angry." She begged.

"Did you trip or something? I should wrap you in bubble wrap." He sighed leaning back slightly.

"One of Yuki's fangirls." Tohru confessed.

"They've never hurt you before. What happened?" He asked leaning back in.

"I guess they were upset because...they found out I've been staying with you guys. I think that's why they were following us." She confessed. She noticed the rage in his eyes and felt bad. She felt like it was her fault he was upset. "Please don't be mad." She asked. As he let go of her she put her hands gently on his chest. "Just be there to protect me next time." She smiled and he blushed and put his hand gently on the top of her head.

"Promise." He whispered.