There might be some wrong with words and the grammatical! I'm Swedish so please bear with it!

Disclaimer: I don't own Samurai Deeper Kyo!

Some characters may get a little OOC, I don't know... But it's my story, right?

Enjoy!

Chapter 1 – Their Love

It was a sunny day. Shiina Yuya, 21 years old, a former bountyuntress, walked on a road.

In her hands she carried baskets filled with fruits, vegetables and spices. She sang quietly on a melody. Her mood was good.

Her golden hair reached down tho her hips and she had tied it up with a blue ribbon. It floated in the wind. She had a short kimono in a light blue color. The obi that kept the kimono in place had a more dark color than the kimono and it was patterned with small butterflies. As she walked, her getas gave 'clopp' sounds.

She walked uptight with pride in her steps. She was beautiful, very beautiful. But what was catching most of attention wasn't her cute face or her nice profile, but her eyes. They were shining like big emeralds. They were glimmering in the sun.

As she walked on the road she was thinking of the day that had been floating through. She had been alone the whole days, cleaning. She counted up all the things she hadn't finished, and the the things she had finished.

Yuya could now see a small house on the side of the small road. It was a very simple house. On the front it looked like a taverna, and so it was. As she lived here she also worked to make simple meals to the travelers that came along the road. But they didn't have very much of customers so it was pretty calm most of the time.

Behind the taverna-section of the house was the living part. There was a kitchen, one dining room and three bedrooms, which of one was in use. The other two was for eventual guests. In the dining room you could open up to a small garden on the backside of the house. The garden was hidden from the road. The bathroom was in a separate building beside the garden, not very far from the dining room.

In other words, even if the house was a taverna on the front, the living-part still had private space, just how the owners wanted it.

Yuya was still humming on the melody as she opened the door and walked across the taverna part. She then opened another door at the back of the room and entered a small hall, which was in her home.

She took of her getas and walked in. She took the groceries to the kitchen and put them in place. She looked around what the kitchen had to offer. Then she walked out to the hall again. She looked around.

A long sword was placed on the wall, Tenrou. She smiled. He was home. He had been abroad the whole day, probably out for a walk or something like that. She walked in to the big dining room and found the door to the garden open. Very quiet she tossed over the blank floor to the door. And there he was.

He sat on the veranda and looked out over the little pond with wild flowers around. The poling water was disturbed by the sound of the fountain made of bambu.

He had a black kimono with a big yin yang symbol on the back. He had long hair in a dark color of red and it was a little shaggy. He was smoking on a pipe. His large hands was resting in the arms of the kimono, just as samurais used to have them. And samurai he was. A great samurai, feared and he bore a title which he was proud of. The title as the Strongest.

Yuya smiled at him. He had the back against her, but she knew that he knew that she was there. He already knew when she entered the building. She walked over to him and sat down beside the samurai. She smiled up to him.

"Hello! I'm back!"

He turned and faced her. Her emerald eyes looked straight in to eyes that had made many people to shake in fear when they heard of them.

They were red, the same color as blood. They were eyes of a demon.

But Yuya didn't felt fear when she looked in them. She felt a warmth and she felt safe. And once again she was captured in them. They were the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen and so she had thought for the very first time she saw them. Sure, when this demon was in the heat of the battle, the eyes burned with a huge fire and they showed no mercy. But now, when they looked at her, they were soft.

She didn't look into the eyes of a demon.

She looked into the eyes of a man that she loved.

The mans face was calm and he had a small smile, so small that it almost wasn't there, on his lips. His voice was dark and deep.

"Yo."

It was a small word. And it was said in an instant. But it was enough too make Yuya feel like she was flying.

She could be the worlds most saddest or angriest person. But when she saw that face, the small smile, the soft eyes and when he gave her a little word that showed that he reconsigned her, was enough to make her the most happiest person in the world instead.

About five years ago, the demon aka samurai would never show her so much attention. But now was different. The bond between them were different.

Onime no Kyo looked down on the woman that he now lived with. She smiled at him with a cheerful smile. She looked so happy, even though he just gave her a simple word as 'yo'. But what would he do? Drag up a hundred lines as a greeting? No, that wasn't his style.

Kyo was a man of few words. He was also very simpleminded. He knew it but hated to admit it. He looked once again straight in to those big emerald eyes. They were beautiful. He had always thought that.

Then he looked away, once again on the poling water. He liked the little pond in the garden. The sound of it made him calm. Here he spent most of the time, especially when it was guests in the taverna.

He didn't serve people food, never. That was the job of servants. And this time it was Yuya, who was running small business on this. Besides, it would be a very ridiculous picture if he, Onime no Kyo, would serve a stranger dango. And he was still wanted, even if his price was now mostly a fairy tale and people forgot about it.

When Kyo now looked at the little bambu fountain he recalled memories of his time with Yuya, how they had met and how his feelings had advanced.

Five years ago he had been a prisoner. He was trapped in a body that didn't belong to him. When he finally had woken up and killed some bandits, his eyes had been captured by a young girl.

She had been shaking in fear and he had decided to kill her. Then he had been surprised by the large emerald eyes. Even if she radiated fear, her eyes were strong, brave and full of determination. When she screamed to him and told him that she wouldn't die before she reached her goal, he had been captured by something. Actually he had believed in her words. Because deep inside he had a feeling that he absolutely didn't want to kill her. And if she could make him hesitate, then she could make anyone, except for them who was completely mad, and he wasn't!

She had chocked him, but also amused him.

He decided to see if she was going to follow Kyoshiro and how things would turn out. But it didn't walk as he planned.

As the time was going by he had taken control of the body. Yuya had traveled together with him. And little by little he had been more and more captured by her. And when she for the first time said that she believed in him, his heart had been taken away.

His love for Sakuya was slowly fading as his love for the high spirited girl had been growing. He wanted to protect her.

When Shinrei had forcefully kissed Yuya, Kyo didn't know how he would react. He was shocked and at the same time a great jealousy was burning inside him and he wanted nothing more than strangle and torture the white haired Mibu-man to death. And when he then heard that it was because he had put in waterwyrms in her and she only had 60 days left to live, his heart had been in chaos. He had forcefully been keeping his calm, but he wanted nothing more than really torture Shinrei to death. At the same time he was angry at himself for not being fast enough to protect Yuya.

When Muramasa had taken his last powers to learn out the mumyo jinpu ryu ougi his thoughts had much of the time been on the blonde girl.

When they after that fought their way into the Mibu land he felt more and more trapped in Yuya's gaze.

When she then became unconscious and almost killed by the waterwyrms he felt that he could destroy the world, it wouldn't matter without her anyway. That was the first time Kyo revealed to himself that he actually loved Yuya. Even more than Sakuya.

When Yuya then confessed to him in the heat of the battle against Nobunaga, he felt that he wanted nothing more than embrace her and claim her to be his. But he had once again forcefully been keeping his calm. Then Yuya had been badly hurt and Kyo only felt a strong pain in his heart as he screamed out her name.

When her heart had been connected to the Aka no Ou, she had just smiled at Kyo and gave him the thumb up. She still believed in him.

Many things happened at the adventure in the Mibu land. But the biggest thing, in Kyo's opinion, was when Yuya so bravely had stopped his berserk as the demon king. She had stopped a demon no one usually could.

Her courage and strong belief had made her to his hearts wife. Then he disappeared. Or moreover he had been kind of trapped inside Tenrou, his sword.

When he returned three years later he had been greeted by Kyoshiro and a grown up Yuya. He had been surprised by her beauty. She had really became something. On that day, Kyo could finally embrace her and claim her as his.

Now, here they were. She sat beside him, on the little veranda of their house. Their home and they shared it together.

Kyo was now a very happy man, even if he barely showed it. But he could give Yuya small hints of his happiness sometimes. But those were special moments that he chose to keep precious.

They had been sitting in silence for about fifteen minutes when Yuya broke the silence.

"Kyo?"

"Mhhmmm..."

"Are you hungry?"

"Mhmm..."

"Maybe I shall prepare dinner then?"

"Mhmm..."

Yuya stood up and stretched out her arms in the air. She walked inside and stopped at the door.

"Is it Ok with fried tofu and rice?"

"…"

"Ok!"

Yuya didn't expect much of an answer. This was the way Kyo was. He didn't talk much and he wasn't that picky either. Yuya kept it as her secret but she was pretty sure that Kyo actually liked her cooking.

About one hour later Yuya served fried tofu with rice and also some fried vegetables. They ate in silence, but that was the way they always ate.

When Yuya was together with her friends she liked to talk and she talked much. But it was different with Kyo. But she never felt bad for that. Kyo had his own way of Being.

Kyo and Yuya had many ways of communicating, and this was one of them. Yuya liked this silent one. It was so... Kyo-ish.

They talked to each other trough the atmosphere. They could feel the mood in the air and they could feel if they were supposed to smile or cry.

Kyo finished his meal before Yuya. Then he sat and studied her when she ate. Yuya became a little distracted but she continued until she was done. She put down the bowl and placed the chopsticks over. She looked at Kyo who was still looking at her.

"W-what?"

She had lived with Kyo for two years, but she still felt a little embarrassed when he studied her like this. She couldn't explain the expression on his face.

"I though that you looked cute with rice on your cheek."

Yuya felt how her face turned red. She nervously put her hand on her left cheek. Kyo giggled. He moved over to her.

"The other one."

His large hand took the rice of her red skin and then he let the hand be there. He once again studied her face. She blushed.

"W-why are you staring?"

"Hoo, are you nervous?"

"No! I-its just that I'm embarrassed when you act like that."

Kyo smirked. Yuya could tell that he laughed that silent laugh of his. Then he seemed to be turning serious.

"Are you scared?"

Yuya stared at him. What was wrong with him? Was he drunk? Had he been drinking to much sake? But how could that be possible? Kyo's tolerance for alcohol was high. She knew that better than anyone. Maybe it was his demonic nature?

His face was still serious and Yuya felt nervous. Maybe he actually was serious on this question. She decided to answer, honest.

She took his hand in hers. She looked in to his eyes.

"Kyo. I would never be scared of you! I believe in you no matter what!"

Yuya had said this line so many times. But every single time she said them she put all her heart into these words. And every single time she said those words, Kyo could feel how important Yuya was to him. This time was no difference.

And this time he was glad, because she had walked straight into his trap.

"I'm not scared of you at all!", she repeated the 'not scared' part.

Then Kyo's mouth turned into an evil smile.

"Good!", he simply said.

He lifted up Yuya and hanged her over his shoulder. Her weight was nothing for him. She could instead be a feather rather than a human.

"Whoaa! Kyo, what are you doing?"

"You said you weren't scared!"

"It wasn't that I meant! What the hell are you- PUT ME DOWN!"

Kyo began to walk from the dining room into the bedroom they shared.

"KYO! KYO, PUT ME DOWN!"

"So noisy..."

"KYO! WHAT THE HELL-"

Kyo trowed her down on the bed. She immediately sat up and her face was now red of anger. Kyo stared. Now she looked even more attractive.

"What the HELL are you doing?"

Kyo just kept smiling that evil smile of his. He loved to tease her when she turned angry like this.

This was his plan. To make her angry. This week she had been very cheerful. He had liked it though. Her smile was always bright and it was especially for him. However he missed the angry Yuya a lot. So now he did things that he knew would make her really pissed of.

"Kyo! Hey! I'm talking to you! What are you doing?"

He walked toward her and headed down so he stood face to face with her. It was something with his smirk that Yuya reacted on. What was it again? And why did he tried to look so almighty?

But then, Kyo's face turned soft. Yuya stared. She still wasn't used to this. Kyo when he gave that soft gaze.

"I just wanted to thank you for the meal."

Yuya stared at him, confused.

"Ahhh... Ah! You-you're welcome... but why here?"

Kyo got his evil smile back again. Yuya blushed and she felt her anger rise to her cheeks.

"You-you-you... PERVERT!"

Kyo laughed. He lent forward and his nose was almost against hers. She was red in the face, by anger or embarrassment he didn't know. And he didn't care. Yuya's eyes was staring straight into his. She felt nervous. He still had that smile on his lips.

"Dogface."

The bomb fell.

Yuya knew it. He was teasing her. And she was angry as hell.

Yuya screamed at him, mostly ugly words. She started to throw pillows at him. He just laughed and skillfully ducked from them.

Kyo and Yuya had many ways of communicating. This was one of them and it was Kyo's favorite. He teased her and she got angry, and when she did she looked really attractive.

And it was in these moments when Kyo showed a part of his inner self. A part which he only showed to Yuya. A more childish part of him.

He laughed and took one of the pillows and trowed it at her. It flow straight into her stomach and she felt backwards. She almost immediately came up.

"What you damn-"

Kyo just laughed. Yuya stared at him. Her heart jumped. Kyo's usually so calm and almost angry face was now replaced with a big smile and his laugh was not fake. Yuya thought that he almost looked cute (which she of course would never mention to him. He would probably kill her on this one).

Yuya's angry scream became soon replaced with laugh as the two of them continued the pillow fight.

Yuya was the one who got tired first and as a last attack she jumped straight into the man. He fell back as she tackled him with a hug. They both laughed. As they were lying there their laugh became smaller. They both tried to catch their breath and their cheeks was red of all laughing and throwing.

This was not a bad way to finish a meal.

They were lying like this, side by side. Yuya hugged Kyo tight and he had put his arm around her and held her close.

The bedroom also had door out to the garden and outside was the noise of the evening who was coming in.

In the room they had a paper lantern that gave them a weak and soft light. They both laid quiet. She listened to his breath. It was rhythmic and it was very calming. He played with her hair as he looked up in the ceiling.

The ceiling was in a dark color and there was painted white birds, flowers and other things. It was one of Yuya's ideas.

He remembered when she, high spirited as she was, had been painting these. He had been sleeping outside that night as she had been sleeping in there. The next morning she woke up with white color in her face. He still laughed at the memory of it.

"Kyo, why are you laughing?"

Her voice was calm and she almost sounded sleepy.

"I remembered when you painted those damn birds."

"Ah, not them.", she whined.

Whenever she got reminded of them she always remembered the color accident.

"But you sure looked cute with white spots in the face."

Yuya looked up at his face.

"Kyo... You have been using the word 'cute' a lot today... I've never heard you said that before!"

"Is it wrong by telling the truth?"

Yuya stared at him. It was the first time he had said something like that to her. He wasn't the type to say exactly what he thought.

"Why are you honest all of a sudden."

Kyo looked at her face. His face was soft and so was his voice.

"I don't know... Today... I just felt like saying whatever that was on my mind.

"Only to me or even to other people?"

"To you. Hell no I will let anyone tease me for being honest!"

Yuya raised the eyebrow. He was definitely tired. No, exhausted. Or was he telling the truth? But then she felt happy by those words. It was true. When they where with other people he never acted like this. But when they where alone he was always (most of the time) soft and surprisingly kind.

Suddenly Yuya became aware of the fact that it was late. It was almost completely black outside. She sighed. She wanted nothing more than be here with Kyo. His body was warm and she knew that she would be start freezing when she got up again. But she had to.

Kyo sighed to. He also seemed disappointed that there actually existed something that was called "time".

Yuya got up from the bed and walked to the dining room again, but not before she had placed a soft kiss on Kyo's cheek.

She went to the dining room and cleaned up after their dinner. Kyo walked to the hall and brought is sword. He always slept with it beside him. Yuya walked around I the building to make sure everything was fine. She blew out all lights, except for the one in their bedroom. She then walked to the bathroom and did her duties. Then she walked into the bedroom again.

The door to the garden was open and she knew that Kyo was sitting outside, again. He did that every night before sleep. She smiled to herself.

She walked to the corner of the room. There was a small drapery (or whatever the name of that damn thing is, I don't know what it's called, hope you get the idea).

She stepped behind it and changed quickly to a simple white yukata. She carefully laid her kimono I a simple box, where she had her other clothes.

She went to the veranda outside. She was right about the samurai. There he sat, smoking on his pipe and with Tenrou in his hands. He also wore a simple white yukata.

He looked out on the garden. She quietly stepped over to him and sat down beside. He gave her a quick look, showed her that he knew she was there. Once again, Yuya felt her heart flip. She lent her head against his shoulder.

They sat like this and studied the night that was in it's full grace. Fireflies were flying around them. It was extremely beautiful and so peaceful.

She sighed, her soul at peace.

"It's so beautiful..."

"…"

"Hey, the fireflies remind med of Hotaru-san!"

"…"

"What do you think he does now?"

"…"

When Kyo didn't answer she looked up. He looked like he was thinking. He studied the fireflies. At last he opened his mouth.

"If it's Hotaru, then he is probably somewhere out there."

"Out in the wide world?"

"Yeah. Completely lost."

Yuya laughed. That sounded just like him. Hotaru wasn't the 'think-before-you-act' type. Sometimes people could wonder if he even were thinking or even had a brain at all. He was extremely simpleminded, even more than Kyo.

Yuya giggled. She missed him.

Kyo smiled. He was also thinking of the 'stupid' Hotaru that once was a member of the Shiseiten.

The air was cold and fresh. Kyo put his arm around Yuya. Her head on his shoulder and his head resting on hers.

Kyo and Yuya had many ways of communicating. One way was to talk. This didn't happen that often since Kyo was the silent type. However, the night seemed to make the couple a little happy in talking.

"Kyo..."

"Mhmm..."

"Can you stop smoking?"

"Why?"

"Cause you smell..."

"Well, at least I don't smell like gunpowder."

"Why you-"

Yuya flew around and her eyes flashed with hints of anger. Kyo laughed quietly. She told herself that she wouldn't be angry by his teasing now. It was a little to late for that, it was not long to midnight. Kyo returned to be serious.

"Do I really have to quit smoking?"

"Well... at least when it's bedtime! It's easier to sleep when it don't smell like a fire is around."

"Am I really that scary?"

"I didn't say that! Hey, wait... Don't bring that up again, pervert!"

Kyo laughed at the memory of what was happened earlier. Yuya tried to stay calm. Kyo once again pulled his arm around her.

"Silly..."

His voice was soft. Yuya forgave him. She sighed and let her head rest against his shoulder again.

"Haven't you heard, that smoking is a part of being samurai?"

"That and drinking sake?"

"Yepp."

"You just pulling that up!"

"I am?"

"Yeah! Samurais are supposed to drink tea, write poems and look at the sakura trees."

"Am I an ordinary samurai?"

"Hell no! You should know that better yourself! Besides, if I saw you writing a poem under a sakura tree, I would cry over how ridiculous it looks!"

"Ohoo...?"

"Yeah!"

They remained silent for a time.

"If you saw me under a sakura tree, just as I am, would you still cry?"

Yuya turned her face and looked up at him again. She couldn't read the expression on his face.

"Haven't I already seen that? You know, when we were traveling to Edo with Kyoshiro and the rest?"

Kyo though about that memory. Yeah, of course. He remembered that very clearly. It was back then, that night under the cherry blossoms that he had confessed to her. The first and the only time he had showed his love for her by using words.

"How did I look?"

Yuya suddenly remembered the picture and she blushed. Kyo stared at her and then got a smirk on his lips.

"Oho! Did I look that good?"

"Wh- No! I-I mean... Well..."

Yuya became nervous. Whenever it came to these questions she had very difficult to give a clear answer. She looked up again. He smiled. She decided to try to say it. The worst that could happen was that he laughed hard at her and begun to tease her for her "dogface" or whatever it was.

"B-back then..."

Kyo was silent. He waited for the answer. Yuya took a deep breath.

"Back then I saw a demon stand against a sakura tree. I had seen that demon many times so it would be weird if I became surprised."

"But?"

"But I got surprised. Because I had never expected that demon to look so..."

She became quiet. Kyo was waiting for the answer. He really enjoyed this. He broke the silence.

"Handsome?"

"Beautiful..."

It became silent again. Only the bambu fountain was heard. Once again Kyo broke the silent.

"Beautiful?"

His voice was impossible to read. Was he angry? Happy? Humiliated? She looked at him, a little worried.

"Beautiful?"

He repeated the word.

"Y-yeah... that was what I thought..."

"Beautiful?"

"Yes."

"Beautiful?"

"Yes!"

"Beautiful?"

"YES!"

"Me, a demon was... Beautiful?"

"BUT YES! FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, STOP THAT!"

Her yelling didn't make him flinch at all. Her cheeks had a red color.

"T-that's what I thought! I thought that you looked beautiful!"

They stared at each other. Yuya didn't know what to do next. Then Kyo surprised her. He hugged her and let his head rest on her shoulder.

His voice was once again soft.

"Silly. The one who should be called beautiful is you."

Yuya lost herself. Once again Kyo had opened up that side which he never showed anyone but her. He told her exactly what he was thinking. It was not often that Kyo showed this lovey-dovey part of himself. She could even count them on her fingers.

Deep inside, Yuya was happy. That Kyo only showed this side to her meant that she was special to him, right?

Then she remembered what he said.

"W-what? M-me, beautiful?"

"Mmmm..."

That answer was 'yes'. Yuya blushed.

"K-Kyo... but you always call me 'Dogface'..."

"Do you prefer that?"

"No! B-but you have never... I... I mean..."

"Yuya... Silly."

Kyo kissed her gently on the forehead. She was a little shocked. But then she smiled and relaxed at last. They sat holding each other, his head resting on hers, looking at the starfilled sky.

"Hey, Kyo."

"Mhmm..."

"You know, it feels quite funny, don't you think?"

"What does?"

"I'm just an ordinary girl. No powers or anything like that. Just one girl in Japan. There's many like me."

Kyo raised his head and looked down at her, his eyebrow raised.

"You, an ordinary girl? For heaven's sake, you made even the Aka no Ou tremble in fear of your strength! Don't say that!"

Yuya felt her happiness raise again. She smiled.

"Really? How- wait! I wasn't done!"

Kyo giggled.

"I'm trying to say that it's quite unbelievable that an "ordinary" girl like me, right now is sitting here. Side by side with the Strongest. The most feared samurai and the most wanted..."

"What's wrong with that?"

"It's quite... ironic, don't you think?"

"And it's not ironic that I, Onime no Kyo, am living with this "ordinary" girl?"

"That's the same."

"Answer?"

"The same."

"Answer."

"Same."

"Answer!"

"I Love you."

"Huh?"

Kyo's eyes shot open as she putted a gently kiss on his mouth. She smiled at him. He looked a little confused. Yuya liked it.

"What's this all about?"

"What? You where the one who started."

"Where not."

"You where."

"Where not."

"Admit defeat."

"Hey now-"

"I win!"

Kyo sighed. He was defeated. Deep inside a warmth was spread. He thought for a while. He looked at her. She smiled at him. Once again, with that fateful smile. Now Kyo felt how his heart was beating faster. This woman beside him could even take his heart away. How could she be "ordinary"?

Then he made up his mind. He looked in to her eyes.

"Yuya."

"Yes?"

"I Love you"

"Huh?"

Before Yuya knew it, Kyo kissed her. Her eyes shot open with surprise. Her mind was in chaos. Her heart was beating extremely fast.

But then she deepened the kiss.

She tightened her arms around him. She held him close, like she never wanted to let go. He did the same. After a while they had to stop, during the lack of air. Yuya looked into his eyes.

She felt tears coming up.

"What now?"

"That... That was the second time you said those words to me. It has been two years since last time. Oh, thank you..."

She sniffed. Kyo felt how he lost control of his calm. He was always calm. But now as he saw her tears, he could no longer control himself or his emotions that came flying.

She was so important to him. More important than anything. And he wanted nothing more than be with her.

Kyo hugged her in a tight grip. She answered by tight hugging him back. They hugged each other like there was no tomorrow.

He was the Strongest, the most feared of them all. He was fear.

He didn't fear anything, hell, he was Onime no Kyo.

The only thing he feared was the safety of the woman in his arms. The woman that he loved. He couldn't live without her. If she wasn't by his side, he would turn mad. She was his everything. He could even sacrifice his sword and his pride for her.

Yuya loosened her grip a little. They looked at each other and then they kissed. The kiss was deep and passionate. Yuya could feel how Kyo slowly loosened the tie of her belt that was keeping her yukata in place.

They let their emotions take control over their bodies. The only thing they had in their mind was their love for each other.

The night was cold. But they where laying inside under the thick blanket so they didn't felt bad about it. Yuya were laying beside him with her head on his naked chest with her arms wrapped around him. His arms was wrapped around her naked back. They could feel each others heartbeat.

Yuya felt how she was in the world of happiness. She could die like this. Kyo knew what she thought. He tightened his grip around her.

She was his hearts wife, his love, his life, his everything.

Onime no Kyo was fear. He feared nothing, except for one thing. It was the safety of his love, which was for the moment lying in his arms. He would protect her.

However, he didn't think of that person, which was still alive...

To be continued

In this chapter, Kyo maybe was a little OOC. However, I tried to explain that was because of Yuya. I love that couple! And in my fantasy, Kyo open up a aside to her he never shows to others.

I hope you liked it! And about that person Kyo didn't think of... Continue to read to find out.

Next Time: Introducing my OC and Kyo got something he wants to say to Yuya!