NOTE: I was previously under the penname sue sue magoo; do not accuse me of plagiarism. This is my story. sue sue magoo and Soozen are the same person- me. Thank you.
"…You don't recover from a night like this.
A victim, still lying in bed, completely motionless.
A hand moves in the dark to a zipper.
Hear a boy bracing tight against sheets
barely whisper, "This is so messed up."
Upon arrival the guests had all stared.
Dripping wet and clearly depressed,
he'd headed straight for the stairs.
No longer cool, but a boy in a stitch..."
-Sic Transit Gloria…Glory Fades by Brand New
He tumbled backwards onto the bed in the dark room, Kagura on top of him. His hands were everywhere, her hands were everywhere, lips meshing together, fighting each other, letting the other take control before forcing themselves to dominance. Her lips moved onto his neck, sucking, nipping, tenderly kissing, making his head spin. It felt so good, so normal, so right…and yet, so wrong at the same time. He knew somewhere, in the back of his head that this couldn't be happening, shouldn't be happening….
The day had started out normally. He had woken up late; the weather was rainy, and it always drained him of energy, made him groggy. After a cold shower, which he had hoped would perk himself up, he headed downstairs to the kitchen, unprepared for the scene inside.
Tohru was against the wall, deep in a kiss with Yuki. Both had heard him enter and hadn't stopped. He stared at them unable to take his eyes off.
"No…."
At his slight whisper, Yuki looked up, breaking the kiss with Tohru. Tohru looked embarrassed, biting her lip and looking down at the ground. Yuki, on the other hand, was staring back at him, a glint in his eyes that clearly said, I won.
"Kyo-kun, um-"
He didn't wait to hear what Tohru had to say, he didn't want to know what she would say. He ran, out of the house, nearly bumping into Kagura who was at the door.
"Kyo-kun, what's wrong?" she cried as he shoved her aside, fleeing from the house and into the rain.
He didn't get far before the rain got to him, slowing him down and draining him of energy. He stopped, leaning against a tree trunk, wanting to erase what he'd seen. It kept playing over and over; the kiss, Tohru's embarrassment, and Yuki's smug look. He had won, Yuki had won again.
He slammed his fist into the trunk, wincing slightly as the bark scratched at his knuckles. It wasn't fair. Everything, everything, always went perfectly for Yuki, leaving him nothing. Why couldn't he get anything? Tohru meant the world to him, Tohru was the only thing he had, the only person outside the family who had ever actually cared about him. And now, Yuki had taken her from him.
He sank to the muddy ground, letting the rain fall on him, making him drowsy. It just wasn't fair….
The day passed before he moved. He let himself get soaked, let the rain make him tired, give him chills, anything to cover up the emptiness, the vacant hole inside. It hurt to think of what he had lost, though he and Tohru were never truly a couple. But, now there was no chance, and it hurt to think of it like that.
Tohru meant so much to him. She had proved to him that he could be liked, could be accepted by others. And…there was just something about her; maybe it was because she was so naïve, or just the fact that she was absolutely adorable, that he couldn't stop thinking about her. She became his world, his reason for waking up, for staying with the family instead of running off, or moving back in with Kazuma. And now she couldn't be his. She was Yuki's, Yuki's to hold, to touch, to kiss.
Night began to fall when he decided it was time to return. Hopefully, he'd see neither Yuki or Tohru. It would be too much for him, especially if he interrupted him again.
When he opened the back door, he came upon all of them, Shigure, Tohru and Yuki, sitting at the table to eat, an empty plate waiting for him.
"Ah, there you are Kyo," Shigure said. "Tohru-kun said you'd left rather suddenly a few hours ago. She was worried about you."
He didn't answer, but turned to leave the room, careful not to look at her.
"You-you aren't hungry?" Tohru asked timidly behind him.
"No." His answer was angry, snappy. He could almost see the hurt on Tohru's face as she slowly replied, "Oh…okay."
"Stupid cat," Yuki said, a slight growl to his voice. "Don't take your anger out on Honda-san."
Just before he closed the door, he heard Yuki comforting Tohru, telling her it was all right. His anger boiled. He would never be the one to comfort her; he had never even tried to. He was always the reason she needed to be comforted. No wonder she had chosen Yuki.
He pounded up the stairs, ready to hit anything in his way, ready to explode. He needed to get this emptiness out, needed to cover it up, he just needed it to fade away. Opening the door to his room, he was surprised to find Kagura sitting on his bed, the only light coming from the setting sun that peeked through his window shades.
"Kyo-kun," she whispered, standing up. He didn't respond, and didn't move as she walked to him.
"Kyo-kun, are you okay?" Her voice was just as soft as before. "You ran out so fast, and you looked upset…."
She stood in front of him for a moment, then slowly wrapped her arms around his neck. He didn't shove her away, didn't snap at her. It felt strangely good to be hugged. Well, good wasn't the correct word. Pleasant, it felt pleasant, calming, filling.
She hugged him tighter. "Whatever happened, it's okay, Kyo-kun. I'm here."
He looked down at her, into her deep brown eyes. This was nice, being this close. Is this how it would feel if he was with Tohru?
Her lips pressed against his, softly at first, then with more insistence, wanting more. He was happy to oblige; he'd do anything to fill the void within. They kissed more fervently, Kagura pressing herself against him, turning him, steering him toward the bed.
He tumbled backwards onto the bed in the dark room, Kagura on top of him. His hands were everywhere, her hands were everywhere, lips meshing together, fighting each other, letting the other take control before forcing themselves to dominance. Her lips moved onto his neck, sucking, nipping, tenderly kissing, making his head spin. It felt so good, so normal, so right…and yet, so wrong at the same time. He knew somewhere, in the back of his head that this couldn't be happening, shouldn't be happening….
Her hands slid down to the bottom of his tee shirt and slowly eased it up over his head, fingertips teasingly brushing over his muscles. He gasped at the touch, shivers running down his spine. Still straddling his waist, she straightened up, reaching behind her. The whispery sound of a zipper was the only sound besides their heavy breaths and then her dress fell off her shoulders. Slowly, ever so slowly, as though she were trying to tease him again, she grabbed the bottoms of her dressed and pulled it off, over her head.
This…this was wrong. He could feel it, he knew it, but everything she did was so distracting, turned his attention away from the hurt, from voicing what he knew was wrong.
She was lying on him again, kissing him, undoing the button on his jeans and shoving them roughly down to his ankles. Without thinking, he kicked them off, nearly crying out as her hands ventured underneath his boxers.
No.
He shouldn't let this happen. This was supposed to be with Tohru; this would only hurt later, hurt him and Kagura.
"Kagura," he gasped.
"Shh…"
"No….Kagura…..No!"
With a small growl, he sat up, shoving her away. She landed on the floor, staring up at him, scared, sad.
"Kyo-kun…."
"I'm sorry," he whispered. "I…..I can't."
Sudden ending, I know. But, ya know what? I kinda like it.
I am not a Kagura/Kyo fan at all….so sorry to all you Kagura/Kyo fans out there. Even if you do hate how it ended, please review? Please?