Disclaimer (see?): I have the anime and some of the manga, but I don't think that counts…sniff

WARNING: YAOI!!! IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT YOU HAVE EITHER BEEN BIASED OR DEPRIVED!!

Please try to enjoy this disgrace to the world of yaoi fanfic…bye.

Also, I'm sorry for Kyo's pottymouth…but only a little.

There was a reason for everything Kyo Sohma did. Or, by extension, everything he didn't do. Maybe they weren't always very good reasons, but they were reasons, dammit! Ahem…This being said, there was a reason Kyo didn't attack Yuki in his sleep. Not after what happened the first—and only—time.

—Flashback—

Tonight. He was going to attack that Damn Rat tonight and finally beat him! The purple-headed bastard would never see it coming! He wouldn't even be able to get away, if his demeanor upon awakening was any indication. Whatever the hell that meant. Kyo didn't have time for big words. He was too excited!

SCREEEK!

'…the fuck?!' Kyo nearly had a heart attack before stepping off the floorboard very carefully. If Yuki—or Shigure, for that matter (A/N: This is pre-Tohru-kun)—woke up, he was severely and royally screwed. If they guessed what he was planning, he would never have another chance. Ever. He continued quietly down the hall while simultaneously cursing squeaky floorboards in every way he knew how.

Barely breathing, he came to a halt in front of Yuki's room. He put his ear to the door, listening desperately for any sound other than that of quiet breathing. Yes! Nothing!

'If you make any noise, Kyo, I'm gonna kill you!' he thought to himself.

It felt like hours before the door was open far enough for Kyo to squeeze through. In all actuality, however, it was about a minute and a half. During which Yuki almost woke up once, scaring Kyo a little farther than half to death.

Anyways…he was in at last! Now all that remained to be done was to tiptoe the remaining seven feet (A/N: I have no clue how far it is) to the Rat's bed and then commence beating the living hell out of him. 'Heheh, easy,' thought Kyo, rubbing his hands together.

'In theory, that is.'

'Fuck off, you. I've got enough to think about right now without my goddamn conscience interrupting!'

'I'm just saying, what if he does wake up? What if he completely pulverizes you?' (A/N: Coughcoughasusualcoughcough)

'Shut up, dammit! He couldn't!'

'He could. And you know it.'

'I said shut up!'

'I just think it's a bad idea, that's all. Just trying to appeal to your sense of self-preservation.'

'Whatever.'

Kyo continued on his—ahem—'merry' way, albeit still slightly miffed about what his bastard of a conscience had told him.

'But nevermind,' he thought, excitement rising. He was almost there! Just one more—

Maybe it was because the book was black. Maybe that was why Kyo hadn't seen it. Nevertheless, he tripped. And fell. Fell right on top of—

"K…Kyo?"

'Oh God. Kill me now.'

He had landed on Yuki.

Mwahahahaha! CLIFFHANGER!!! Sort of…there is another chapter, though! Let me live!!

And if anyone's wondering how the hell it's pre-Tohru-kun and he's in the house, he snuck away from Kazuma-dono's in the middle of the night. So there.