THIS IS A FILLER CHAPTER! It's rushed, but necessary to read through if you want to understand the next chapter. Don't worry, I have the next chapter pre written, so it should be MUCH better. I will post chapter three when I get two or three more reviews! Thanks!

For the entire next week, Yuki would come home with a genuine smile on his face, to Kyo's disgust. He would say something, but he's learned very well that if he even laid a finger on his precious step brother, his father will take extreme measures to make sure that it never happens again. He just sat there, silently envying the silver haired teen's happiness.

"Is there any particular reason you're staring at me?" Yuki asked smugly.

Kyo flinched.

"No."

He kept his side of the argument short, not in the mood to be punished.

Yuki turned the other way, walking to his bedroom for the night without another word to his pitiful brother.

Kyo looked out the window the next day, observing the smooth motion of the fall leaves descending to the dying grass. However, his vision shifted towards a woman throwing the crunchy leaves at her son. They both had such happy smiles on their faces as they laughed and attacked each other playfully. Kyo would smile for them, but he hadn't had a reason to smile in the past ten years-he had forgotten how to by now.

He yanked the curtain back over the window in frustration. Just as he had turned away from the glass, he caught sight of Yuki putting his shoes on and walking out the door. Of course, he was going to Kazuma's. Minutes after Yuki walked out the door, Kyo checked to see if his parents were home. To his delight, they had both left for work over an hour ago. He felt a rush of adrenalin as he rushed out the door, following Yuki's footsteps. Today, he would find happiness.

As he approached Kazuma's, Kyo felt a knot in his stomach. He peeled through the leaves, spotting Yuki planting strawberries with some chocolate haired girl and a man with grey hair. That man, Kyo knew, was the man from the grave. However, he didn't know the girl. From what he could hear from the distance, her name was "Tohru". Kyo felt a cold shiver pulse down his spine.

He didn't belong here.

He took a look at how happy they were all together, and realized that he wasn't good enough to intrude on their happiness. He turned the other way, heading home.

Why did he even try...