So, this is my first (posted) Fanfic in English, which is not my mother language, but I've been studying it for a long time. Even though I've studied since I was 6, I'm sure I have a lot of mistakes, so, if you read this, please be so kind to point them out to me. Thanks! Hope you like it =D
Disclaimer: I do not own any of this characters. They are the property of Natsuki Takaya-san, and I merely borrowed them for entertainment purpouses.
Victory
He was gonna get it… He was so damn close! Surely, nothing would stop him now. Nothing, now that he finally knew what his biggest and weakness was! Akito would have to admit that he had won; admit that he inside the cage would never become a reality. Yes, this was it. It was all going to end now. He was going to beat Yuki! Everything he had worked so hard for came down to this moment, with this kitchen utensil. This stupidly big spoon Tohru had bought last week at the market
-Don't you dare eat my chocolate pudding, baka neko
Kyo looked over at the door of the kitchen, in which the gray haired nezumi stood, glaring at him in full force. The orange haired teen smirked, and with the huge spoon in hand, scooped all of the contents of the chocolate pudding little plastic cup, and then, raised it to his lips. Yuki moved forward a little.
-Kyo, don't.
Kyo's smirk widened, and he put the spoon into his mouth (With a little bit of trouble, yes, but anyway…) and the stuck his chocolate covered tongue out at the rat. Except Yuki wasn't standing there anymore.
Kyo blinked. Where was he? He felt hot breath on the back of his neck, shivered and turned around. The violet eyed teen imitated his previous smirk, took his face into his hands and said:
-I told you not to. How mean!
And then he was kissing him, at first it was gentle and sweet and weird, but all of sudden a tongue swept into his mouth, and mapped all of it. Damn, but Kyo couldn't help but kiss back, because he had just realized that he might just like Yuki more than he thought. Yuki pulled back, his lips all smeared with chocolate and smiled at him and pecked his softly.
-Looks like I won, again
And Kyo didn't give a flying duck about victory. Can't miss what you don't have right?
-Hey! Come back! I want the rebound!
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