Title: What Was Missing
Author: Fenrir-Chan
Series: Fruits Basket
Pairings: Yuki X Haru, Kyo X Tohru, Kyo X Haru
Warnings: Yaoi… oh, and it's set in a world without the zodiac curse… and Yuki is kind of an ass.
Disclaimer: Don't own, makes zero moneys, don't sue…
POV Change
What Was Missing
Haru
He left me for no reason. At least no reason he could give me. I had been used then thrown aside, like a toy. I hung my head, silent tears rolling down my face. I had trusted him! And I was a fool for doing so. The rain poured down relentlessly, chilling me to the bone. Thunder boomed overhead, seeming to shake the ground. I dropped to my knees, water reaching up to slap me in the face.
"Damn it!" I yelled pounding my fists into the mud. I continued to yell and pound the ground, trying to transfer all of my anger and hurt to the cold heartless lump on which I walked.
I can't say I didn't know it wasn't coming. The scent of another had clung to him for weeks now. What was to come next was obvious. The dreaded heart break. And I still felt like dying.
And it happened over a week ago.
What hurts the most was that he didn't love me enough to tell me he wanted to see other people or at least dump me before seeing other people. He just went out and did it behind my back.
But I think I would have rather gone on loving him blindly, unconditionally, stupidly, faithfully than be here without him… Ya' know?
Kyo
She just disappeared from my life one night. I went to sleep, my eyes taking her in as the last thing I'd seen like every night before. But when I opened my eyes the next morning, she wasn't there.
She said she'd love me forever. An unconditional love. The kind of love I needed, but now it seemed certain I'd never find …
Tohru had been a childhood friend. The kind you think you'll always be friends with. The kind that scares you when it becomes romantic. I thought it might be a mistake, but in the end my doubts lost to my feelings of being wanted and needed.
I tied my shoes quickly and opened the front door. A jog in the rain wouldn't help much, but it would be something to do to keep me from going crazy.
My skin was thick or something. The doctors said my nerve endings didn't reach the surface of my skin (0). This, in turn, meant I didn't feel surface pain. When I feel down or bled, I couldn't feel it. I, being a little boy, thought it was the coolest thing in the world. But others saw it as a deficiency or a disease they could physically catch.
I guess the thought since I couldn't feel surface pain, then I couldn't feel any pain at all, because when I walked into a room their whispering never dropped and they treated me like dirt.
That's why I was drawn to Tohru. She didn't mind at all. And she NEVER made fun of me.
But she left…
I guess unconditional love has a limit
Haru
A circle of orange bobbed down the drab street. Maybe that's why it caught my eye… that and it was the only living thing on this street besides me. A splash of color on the dreary gray street. I watched fascinated as the orange blob turned into a boy… an extremely HOT boy! My memory bugged me. I knew this guy from some where. But where?
"Hatsuharu?" he asked stopping in front of me.
"I'm sorry, but who are you?" I asked trying to be polite but failed miserably as it sounded cold from hate and sadness.
"Oh, sorry, I'm Kyo Sohma. Yuki's twin brother…?" I felt a slight 'ping' as my memory snapped back to the New Years party and meeting the orange haired cutie.
"Oh yeah, I remember. So… how is Yuki?" I asked genuinely interested.
"Uh, I was just about to ask you that." His face twisted in confusion. "Hey, are you alright?" he knelt down in front of me, concern in those ruby eyes. No matter how I tried, I couldn't hold it in. The tears flooded down my face, as if a dam had broken in my heart.
Smooth long fingered hands flew to my face. There was an understanding in his eyes, like he understood what had happened. No, like he knew how it felt. I bit my lip and looked down, almost ashamed that I had cried in front of him.
"Well, now I'm going to have to beat Yuki up next time we get together." He said gently, wiping tears from my face with his thumb, obviously trying to cheer me up. "Where do you live, I'll take you home"
"Here." I said truthfully. Kyo looked at the building beside us. "No, here." I said pointing to the ground under our feet. Kyo looked down at me, hate and anger filling his eyes.
"He threw you out with no place to go?" All I could do was nod my head. "That bastard!" Kyo whispered fiercely. He crossed his arms and chewed on the corner of his mouth. It was cute and made him all the more desirable.
"Come stay with me."
Kyo
"Come stay with me."
The words left my lips before I could stop them. And I wondered briefly if I would be able to control myself. That was one secret I hadn't told Tohru. I had a slight 'thing' for men… especially Haru, my brother's lover. He was my biggest desire. After meeting him it took awhile for me to get him out of my mind. Hell, I was even willing to put up with Yuki just to see him.
Yeah, I know, cheep thrill.
He looked stunned for a moment, sweet eyes shocked, a little slack jawed, and downright gorgeous when soaking wet. I wanted to see that beautiful figure in all its glory. That flawless ivory skin slick with sweat-
"Did you hear me?"
"Uh, what?" I asked shaking water from my eyes and trying to get rid of the blush I felt coming on.
"I'd like to stay with you for a day, if you're sure it's alright."
"Oh, it'll be fine, my… roommate just moved out a few days ago. The room is open to you for as long as you need it." I said grabbing one of his bags and led him to my apartment.
Haru
He welcomed me into his home as a guest and before I knew it I had become a roommate. A month had past. A really fun month and I still couldn't see how Yuki and Kyo were twins. Hell, I couldn't even see how they could even be brothers. They looked and acted nothing alike. Kyo was tanned and was very muscular, where as Yuki was pale and very fragile looking (though I knew otherwise). Kyo was sweet, kind and listened to me. But Yuki was quiet, almost to the point of being cold, and, I hadn't realized it before, but Yuki didn't seem to care. Yuki was there first and had always been there, so I didn't know that that wasn't a normal part of a relationship.
I learned Kyo was a writer (1) and a martial artist instructor. I could see the latter, but a writer? That didn't seem to fit his energetic personality. He had gotten an offer from Yuki's agent to model, but quickly refused.
"Yeah, I didn't want fame after I seen what Yuki had become. Luckily, I got to see how it changed a person before I was asked. See, Yuki was the pretty child, I was … well my mom said I was like the ugly duckling. And here I am today still waiting to change into that swan." He laughed.
'But you are a swan Kyo…' I thought.
"Yeah, so Yuki became a model and I just did my homework. Fame changes people…
So I turned him down."
"So you became a best selling author?" He laughed again.
"True! I didn't even realize!"
He even cooked! Gawd (2), could that man cook. And I loved watching him do it. It was like watching an artist work… a really hot, shirtless artist! It startled me the first morning, I thought he was going to try and seduce me… not that I wouldn't mind it.
He sat and actually listened to me and helped me when I needed it. He was shocked to learn I was 17, still in high school and had dated a 20 year old model (Yuki (3)), and that my parents had disowned me for being gay. I quickly figured out that he and Yuki weren't close. The way Kyo put it, they hated each other.
I came across a few of his novels in my room. He was a keeper of romance. His books made love seem like it was almost reachable and not a myth that no one in the real world could reach. He made me smile, laugh, and feel alive again. He made me forget about the pain Yuki had caused me. He made me want to live. He…
And before I realized what was happening, my lust for him had turned to love…
Kyo
Haru started to get skittish around me about the middle of the second month. If I was just coming into a room he was just leaving. And I noticed he buried himself in my books, which was sort of embarrassing. But I'd leave the new ones on his desk for him.
My desire for him was killing me. The fantasies never stopped and I had begun to put them down in my books. My editor just loved the new sex scenes. Heh, my lust for my roommate made for good novels… Go figure.
"Haru, I'm gonna be out late tonight please, I don't mean to sound like an adult but, please remember to lock the door before you go to bed"
"Okay… Where ya' goin'?"
'"Actually, I'm going to meet some one." I said blushing slightly.
Haru
"Actually, I'm going to meet someone."
That's when I realized Kyo was dressed for clubbing. A deep red button down shirt, tight dark blue jeans, and, to my amusement, a small black cat collar.
"Oh, well, um, who are you going to meet?" I asked jealousy rising within me.
"Some guy I met through my editor. Another novelist." Kyo explained his blush going deeper. My jealousy only grew. "Oh, I'm gonna be late. Good night!"
"G'night." I said to the closing door. 'NOT FAIR!' my inner voice yelled. 'I want Kyo all to my self!'
I went to my room and changed quickly. Fur lined coat, tight black clothing, and lots of jewelry. I wasted no time looking for clues as to where he had gone.
"'Whisper 9:00'" I recognized the name quickly as the name of the hot new gay club that I had been dying to check out. I had only heard the best things about the place. I raced out the door, stopping half way down the hall, ran back, locked the door, and took off for the stairs.
The cab driver gave me a funny look as I named the place I wanted to go, then asked why a cute boy like me was going to a club alone. I told him to shove it.
As soon as the cab stopped, jumped out. My body relaxing instantly, my calm demeanor taking over. I walked into the pulsing club, determined to walk out with someone.
I just hoped it would be the someone I wanted.
Kyo
He was boring. All he did was brag about himself. I'd rather be at home with Haru. I made up a lame excuse to leave and slipped away to the bar. I downed a beer before seeing a familiar face on the dance floor. 'Haru…' I thought tenderly. He seemed to be with someone, because when he left the dance floor he had someone in tow and I felt a ping of jealousy.
My eyes followed them for a while. Refusing offers before accepting one. He was hot. In fact he looked a little like Haru. And soon I was taken with him. He was tall, blonde with a choppy cut, and dressed like a 'vampire'. He said he was an Anne Rice fan (4), which was believable. I wanted to take him home.
Haru
I spotted Kyo leaving with a tall gothic guy, except he had a mop of blonde hair which almost ruined the look. And my heart shattered. I grabbed the guy I had been dancing with and practically dragged him out.
The liquor made me crazy, and we almost got it on in the cab, before he pulled up to Kyo's building and threw us out… Literally. I was ready to do anything to get rid of the hurt.
As we walked in the sounds of sex were already present from Kyo's room, just pissing me off more. Was Kyo really that blind to how I felt? The man I walked in with started to kiss me and remove my clothing.
I pushed him out of the apartment and threw myself on to the couch. I was miserable. Kyo's gasps and moans were what I wanted to hear, but not while he was with some one else. Gasping, moaning, screaming. Gawds. Couldn't they keep it down?
But something happened next I hadn't expected. Kyo started moaning my name. Screaming my name as he came! My name. My name.
I heard them start to argue, and wiped my eyes. My brain felt confused as my heart leapt for joy
Apparently I the man with Kyo was the jealous type. He didn't like to share 'his toys' as he put it. When he said that Kyo lost it. The man came storming out of the room followed by Kyo who slammed the door behind him apparently hitting him with it.
Kyo leaned against the door and slid down it.
"Damn it! Damnitdamnitdamnit!" Kyo shouted, hitting the floor. I watched him, studying him silently. "I'm never going to have a normal relationship with him always on my mind."
My heart skipped a beat. Was he talking about me?
"K-Kyo…?" The words left my lips before I could stop them. His head snapped up and his eyes grew wide.
"H-Haru, uh, how, uh, how long have you been there?" Kyo stumbled over his words. I got up and walked over to his huddled figure. My hands placed on either side of his face.
"Kyo… would it be rude of me?"
"Rude of you?" Kyo asked, his eyes finally meeting mine.
"Rude of me…" I let my body take over and shut my mind off (5).
Kyo
I laid him down on the bed. His silken white blonde hair spread around his face like a beam of light. My fantasies were right, he did look good on dark blue sheets. I didn't want to make love to him tonight, I just wanted to cherish him. I wanted to drink him up with my eyes.
The kisses shared between us were full of passion. Not like the lustful ones I had just had not to long ago. His soft hands brushed along my back, making chills run up my spine. I traced his jaw and down his ivory neck with small sucking kisses. We had put pants on to keep us from going any further, though I doubt that would stop us if we wanted. Haru nuzzled my neck and wrapped his arms around me.
I grabbed his hand and kissed his fingertips. "You know I finally figured out what you are…
"What am I?"
"You are what was missing in my life." He smiled at me and I kissed him again and pulled him closer to me.
"I love you Kyo." He muttered into my neck.
"And I love you too." I whispered. I felt him smile into my skin then bite my neck. "Ow" I said jokingly and he licked the wound in apology.
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Kyo
We've been together for about half a year now. And we decide to come home for the New Year's party. Well to my mom's home. All the friends from my childhood are there. And Yuki too. Haru says he doesn't care, but I tell him to stay with me and away from him anyway.
Haru smiles as I put my arm around his waist.
I feel better when I notice shock on Yuki's face and there's envy in his eyes too.
I bend down and give Haru a kiss. Yuki walks over, a new boy toy on his arm. His name is Akito, I think. The initial shock of seeing us together still hasn't worn off when he smirks at me.
"I see you've collected my trash Kyo." Yuki says looking at Haru. Akito laughs. Haru's eyes start to tear. I remember what their relationship had meant to Haru. It was his first relationship. Mine still means a hell of a lot to me. Rage boils in me. Yuki started to say something else but I couldn't stand by-
'BAM!'
My fist landed perfectly on his jaw. The whole room gasped as Yuki fell to the floor. Akito's hand flew to his mouth.
"Your mistaken Yuki, your trash is still right there on the ground." I said spitting by his feet. Haru grabs my hand (I don't care what anyone says that frickin hurts!) and kisses my knuckles.
'Thank you' he mouths.
"No need to thank me, Love. No one ever talks to you that way again."
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Heh. Sorry to you Yuki fans, but I had to make him sort of an ass for the sake of the story. R&R, please.
1. I had a friend with this condition, and yes, as you get older it goes away.
2. I always wondered if Kyo were a writer what kind of stories would he write? I just had to make him a writer
3. Due to religious beliefs, I improvised on God.
4. I thought, wow Yuki should be a model, the first time I seen him.
5. All hail Anne Rice!
6. True life experience…. But you didn't need to know that…