A/N: Alright the long awaited second chapter! *looks around for a mob of angry people* I'm really sorry it took so long to update it. I have been totally out of this fandom for months now. The only reason this chapter about today is because I was in a writing mood. Anyways I really hope you all enjoy! Please Read and review!

Warning: This is a Yaoi fic! If you don't like don't read!

Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket or its characters. Although that would be awesome.

Chapter 2: The Flame of Thoughts

I rolled over in my sleep as the sun's rays began to hit my face. I groaned slightly, hadn't I closed the blinds on my window? As I woke up more I felt the rough shingles of the roof underneath me and the chill of outdoor air. "Damn it..." I muttered as I sat up, running my hands over my face to try to wake up faster. I had fallen asleep on the roof again and it had been the rays of the rising sun that had woken me. Which meant it was really early, especially considering when I had gotten home last night.

I had stayed at Shishou's dojo until almost midnight, losing myself in my practice. I was grateful for my love of martial arts. It saved me from thinking of the other things in my life, the things that weren't going to matter in the end anyways. What was the point of graduating high school and making friends and relationships if you would just lose them all anyways? But, even though I know they don't matter, I still want those things. My friends...I don't want to lose them. Not Tohru or the Yankee or any of the other people at school. I don't even want to lose the rest of the Shomas, who although I hate to admit it sometimes, are my family. Even that damn rat.

Speaking of the damn rat, what was with him today? I mean first I catch him staring at me in class, which is weird in itself since he usually tries to avoid anything to do with me. And then after school when we ran into each other, literally, he looked really troubled then too. Stupid teacher, making me stay late. If I had been able to get out on time then that run in with Yuki would have never happened and I wouldn't have been so distracted all night.

That stupid run in with Yuki had stuck with me all night. The worst part was, I didn't know why it had stuck with me that whole time. The picture of him beneath me with his eyes looking up at me with shock and his grey hair kind of fanning out on the floor, although it wasn't really grey was it? No, silver would be a much better word. The way that its color changed in different lights or if it was wet, or... Wait, what the hell! I am thinking about my cousin's goddamn hair color! Not just my cousin either, Yuki. And I'm thinking about it the way that guys think about features on a girl they like and it hadn't been a girl, it was my very male cousin.

I rubbed my hands over my face violently, trying to erase the thoughts from my mind. It didn't work of course. I pulled myself to my feet, groaning as soreness coursed through me. It was really stupid to have worked out until almost midnight and then slept on the roof. I cursed myself as I climbed down and then rifled through the kitchen looking for food. "Kyou you're here!" a light voice said behind me. I turned to see Tohru's smiling face. I smiled back softly and greeted her before sitting down with the food I'd grabbed. Tohru sat a few moments later and I listened to her random chatter, not paying too much attention.

I looked up as Yuki entered the room. I immediately felt color in my cheeks and then looked down to hide it. Why was I blushing? I tried to ignore the presence of Yuki as he sat down and ate the food that Tohru had made. He seemed to be displaying his normal morning alertness, as shown by the semi-blank look on his face. Crap! I was looking. I shoved roughly away from the table and stood up. I looked away from the looks of both Tohru and Yuki and mumbled some excuse before heading to my room. I grabbed his school things and left early, better anywhere then here, even school.

I looked up at the sky as I walked. Clouds were quickly beginning to cover the sun that woke me up. It looked like rain. I grumbled softly, just great, all I needed was for it to rain. I hated rain. I just had to hope that it would wait until school was over for the day. Maybe I would get lucky.