A/N: Well, after a long awaited while, here's Chapter Three. Aren't I so creative in titling the chapters? Ha ha. Well, I don't really have much to say on this one. I wish I got more ideas for this than my songfics. Oh, and I try and reply to all of my reviews, so if I miss one of ya, just holler, 'kay? Enjoy!
--NarutoKyuu
Title: Spork
Chapter: Three
Summary: Kyo knows he's developed certain feelings for a certain rat. What will happen when Yuki finds out? And where does Tohru stand in all of this?
Parings: (main) KyoYuki, hints of YukiTohru and KyoTohru
Rating: Teen
Genre: Humor/Romance (Hmm…not much in this one, really. Darn.)
Warnings: Slight shonen-ai, some cursing, maybe some slight OOCness
Disclaimer: If you think I own any of the characters used, you must be deranged.
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The following morning everyone was a little more on edge. Tohru's normally cheerful movements were dampened and slow. Her smiles were strained and her voice wavered every now and then.
Kyo, noticing the changes in Tohru, immediately felt guilt obliterating him into microscopic pieces.
Yuki, noticing the changes in both his friends, was more irritable than normal. In the morning at the house, all the way to school, half-way into the school day, he had already yelled at Kyo more times than in the last week; which was really saying something.
So now they were back on the road back home. In contrast to that morning, everyone was quiet. Quiet like they had used up all their speech for the day and could not make words if they tried.
Tohru was frayed and her mood was put down even more by the constant fighting between Yuki and Kyo.
Kyo felt dead. His guilt had managed to squish him into nothingness, and Yuki's yelling did not really help. It only made it worse.
Yuki was more than annoyed at Kyo for not telling him what he did to make Tohru like this.
At the fork in the road, they bade each other silent good-byes and Tohru left the boys to walk to her own household.
It was good Shigure was out of the house somewhere else and that Hatori had a job to attend to. So much tension had built up between the two that once they entered through the doors, another argument started once more.
"You're despicable," Yuki said in a low voice.
"Tell me something new," Kyo drawled, his temper rising once more.
"I know."
Kyo stopped scrolling through his mental list of comebacks. Yuki knew? "Know what?"
"I heard what you said to Tohru. Through the door."
Kyo blinked. No. No. No. "Yeah? And what was that?"
Yuki's amethyst eyes flamed in a glare. "How could you? How could you?!" he nearly screamed.
"Yuki–"
"Honestly, Kyo! Don't you know an opportunity when it smacks you in the face?" Yuki was more than furious. He was more than outraged. There was really no word that could amount to what he felt right now. "Tohru gives you her heart and you break it. You smash it into a million pieces."
"So you're saying it's better to have led her on?" Kyo asked, yelling. "I was being honest! Don't you think it would be worse if she found out on her own, and found out she was following a false hope?!"
Yuki was shaking his head slowly. He was beyond the edge of frustration. He had jumped off the cliff with a hundred-ton weight tied to him. He was on the verge of tears from that frustration. "I'm not worth it. I'm not worth it. I don't know what you see in me, but I'm not worth her, Kyo. I'm not." His voice grew softer and softer until it trailed off into nothing.
"Yuki."
No response.
"Yuki."
Yuki had fallen into a deep reverie into where he was on the edge of thinking so much he was not at all. He just could not see how Kyo could choose him over Tohru. The girl was more than he would ever be. She was amazing. Yet Kyo obviously saw something better in Yuki. Something Yuki obviously could not see in himself. All of this was driving Yuki insane.
"Hey, Yuki! Snap out of it!" Kyo near screamed.
"Shut up you stupid cat!" Yuki yelled. He had not meant to yell. It was just that overwhelming feeling he had, it was engulfing him and suffocating him.
"Forgive me for caring, damn rat," Kyo spat out, and stalked off to his room.
Yuki stood there for a while, and then slowly went into his own room. He closed the door and curled up into his bed, grabbing hold of a pillow and squeezing the feathers out of it. Kyo, in his own words, had said to Yuki exactly what he had two weeks before.
So that was it. Kyo had been jealous of Tohru, and when Yuki had tried to find this out, Kyo took his anger out on anything that dared talk to him. That usually being Yuki. And then when Tohru had gone to Kyo at Shigure's request, the man's whole plan had backfired horribly.
Now all three of them were left frustrated, confused, and in Kyo's case, guilt-ridden. Of course, Yuki could not possibly tell how much guilt Kyo had pressuring him, and how much it hurt when Yuki reminded him of it.
Yuki stared blankly at his black computer monitor. The one thing Yuki could not find an answer to was why Kyo liked him over Tohru. In his mind's eye, Tohru was a much better, honest, loving, all-around-fabulous person than he would ever hope to be. And yet Kyo still stuck by him. And that left him confused and frustrated at how Kyo could possibly turn away such a pure girl's heart. Turn away the very thing Yuki yearned for. Turn it away and crush it in the process.
Yuki stuffed his face into the pillow in his lap and screamed his frustration out. And once he was out of breath and gasping for the much missed oxygen, he still did not move his head. He figured this would be a nice way to die. Rather than face any more of this confusion and heartache, why not just remove it?
He heard his door open, and yet he did not move. His mind was getting fuzzy and his lungs screamed for more air.
"Yuki, you idiot!"
Such a familiar voice. Strong arms yanked him away from the suffocating pillow and tossed the offending cushion into the opposite wall.
"Breathe, damn you, breathe!"
And breathe Yuki did. It was a lot more rational to his mind instead of holding his breath, seeing as his body needed the air around him to live.
Once he came to his senses again, he stared at Kyo. And stared. And stared for a little while longer.
"What the hell were you trying to do?" Kyo yelled.
"No need to yell. I'm not deaf."
Kyo growled. "Were you honestly trying to kill yourself?"
Yuki did not reply.
Crimson eyes widened. "You idiot. You idiot. You stupid idiot. Why did you have to go and do that?"
Yuki blinked.
"People still care about you, you know?! Damn life still has more to give you! You know that!"
"So? This life is more trouble than it's worth. All this confusion. Tell me, Kyo, why?" Yuki's voice was flat. Dead.
There was a silence as Kyo thought.
"Honestly? I don't know."
Yuki scoffed. "You see? All these questions and no valid answers. Get out."
"Don't kill yourself." Kyo commanded, as he got off of the bed.
"I won't make any promises."
Kyo glared and left, closing the door behind him with a bang. Yuki lay down on his bed and stared up at the ceiling for a while. He suddenly pulled out his cell phone, flipped it open and dialed a number he knew all too well.
One two three ring. One two three ring. One two three ring.
"Yuki?" a quiet voice asked. It was shaking, as if scared.
"Tohru? Tohru, are you okay? You don't sound too good."
"I'm fine, Yuki. But thank you for worrying. It makes me feel glad." He could hear the weak smile she gave him through the phone.
"Sure?"
"Mhm! Are you okay? You weren't yourself today."
"I'm fine. I just had a few things on my mind is all."
"Okay. I'll see you tomorrow at school then, alright?"
"Okay. Rest well, Tohru." He had almost said those three words. But then he held himself, not sure how Tohru would react, hearing those words from the wrong person.
He hung up and sat up. He went back downstairs, grabbed his bag that he had taken off and flung at the wall in anger and went back into his room. Yuki then went to his desk, pulled out his mass of books and started on homework. He desperately wanted to drown out the puzzlement of that day and the day prior, and so he did, plunging into mind numbing arithmetic.
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"Yuki, Kyo, who's making dinner?" Shigure called up the stairs. It was a few hours later and the boy's had mostly simmered down into brooding again.
"Are you honestly asking if Yuki'll cook?" Kyo's voice trailed down the stairs.
"I would, if you'd appreciate the nutritious value of charcoal burnt food," Yuki replied (quite sarcastically) from his room.
"Oh fine. Want me to cook?" Shigure asked innocently.
Shouts of "NO!" were yelled simultaneously.
Kyo ran down the stairs and said, "I'll do it."
Shigure grinned and said, "That's a good boy."
Kyo sighed and left into the kitchen to make do with whatever they had.
A few minutes later, Yuki emerged from his room and walked down the stairs as well. "Will Hatori be joining us?"
"I'm afraid not. He said he would be working overtime."
Yuki nodded and trailed into the kitchen. He stood next to Kyo who was washing some rice and asked softly, "Do you need help?"
Kyo smirked and said, "If you do you'd better not burn anything. Otherwise you're eating it."
"Alright. That's fair." Yuki agreed and relieved Kyo of the rice.
They worked in silence for a while. Kyo and Yuki were no longer tense and one millimeter from yelling at each other. They were no longer even sending each other small glares. There was an air of contentment in that house at that moment. And everything looked like it would be okay.
"Kyo," Yuki addressed, as the other was pan-frying some chicken.
"Mhm?"
"We really need to talk."
"A little late is better than never," Kyo agreed.
An awkward silence fell onto the kitchen. Yuki watched as Kyo threw in various spices and herbs he was never aware they owned. He watched until the question finally burst from him.
"Why me, Kyo? Why?"
When Kyo kept quiet Yuki got irritated. He tried to keep it from showing. "Look. This will never be solved if we don't get this straightened out. I think you know that."
"I do. But this is like asking why you like Tohru."
Yuki understood the implied meaning. It was as clear as it would have been if Kyo had asked straight out. The question was whether Yuki would answer or not.
Hesitantly, Yuki answered. "Tohru, she's amazing. Even though she's lost her mother, she kept on going." Yuki was terribly uncomfortable telling this to Kyo, but he knew he had to get it out. He shifted nervously before continuing. "She's so bright and happy; you can't help but find yourself smiling along with her. And she just has a way in where she can be understanding and tell you just what you needed to hear. She's always eager to help in any way she can. She's…the most beautiful person I have ever seen. In both terms," he trailed off.
Kyo turned the burner off and looked at Yuki. Yuki had his eyes averted to the floor.
"I just don't understand. I don't understand how I could be better than Tohru," Yuki muttered into the silence.
"You know…she once told me that it's easier to see good qualities in others than yourself. So sometimes…sometimes you need someone else to tell you."
Yuki spoke quietly into the fragile calm. "Tell me why then. Why you can turn away a heart I find so much better than mine. Turn it away for mine."
The tense silence was broken by Shigure. He walked in the room, took some food, and left. Most likely to his room to "write." He only stopped to turn his head around and say, "Don't you dare ruin my kitchen."
And there went the moment, flying away like if you shot a bird. Or swatted a fly.
They both turned to look at the food as if they had not prepared it themselves. They then both decided they were quite hungry. They then both decided their "talk" would continue later. Soon, both knew Kyo was not getting out of it just yet, but just not now. They had their stomachs to attend to after all.
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A/N: Well, I apologize for cutting it off so strangely and abruptly, but this was getting too long for my taste. Yeah, yeah, I suppose you wouldn't complain if it were longer, but…I have to get this out sometime right? Well, tell me what you think, 'kay? Chocolates and candy canes to my lovely reviewers and readers! Tell me if you catch any mistakes as well okay? I'm not really a grammar guru.
--NarutoKyuu
(PS) And well, I'm not exactly writing this all out onto a concrete plot. (TT;;;) So…it may take a while for chapters to be sent out. I don't want this to be too short, but not too long either. I wanna see if I can make it to five chapters.
