Chapter 4

Our Bishies Emo….because this is shonen-ai…and the writer is way too emo for her own good

"Haru?"

"Yes, sweetie?"

"Can you do me a favor?"

"Yes, of course my prince"

"Can you be a dear, AND GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY ASS"

"No"

"What do you mean no?" Yuki turned around to face his offender. Even though it was dark and he couldn't see Haru's face he knew that Haru was staring innocently back at him as he continued to grope Yuki under the sheets. Yuki didn't want to admit it to himself, but the touching felt kind of nice. If Haru kept on like that, another problem could 'arise' if you know what I mean.

"Fine, fine I'll stop touching you."

"Thank you" Yuki tried to keep the disappointment out of his voice and curled back into his original position.

"I'll just have to satisfy myself with licking you." Haru grabbed Yuki around the waist to keep him from escaping and licked surprisingly softly at Yuki's neck. Yuki felt a tremble run through his body and he tried unsuccessfully to keep in a whimper.

"Oh, so you like it?"

Yuki felt a heat rush to his face and he exploded suddenly at the unsuspecting cow " GET AWAY FROM ME!"

The scream was loud and abrupt. Haru knew he must have crossed a line and got up cautiously from the bed taking his sheets with him. He never had gotten Yuki that upset at him and he tried to ignore the tears that started to build in his eyes. Haru left the room slamming the door after him.

Yuki screamed into his pillow in frustration. He hadn't really meant to yell at Haru, but he felt so used and he was tired of that feeling. /He tells me we're pretending so he can get his girlfriend back. But than he acts like still likes me. He's driving me insane, he's making me feel things I've never felt before. Why does he have to touch me like that? Does he know what it does to me? I feel so used. Am I just a little pretty plaything until he gets Rin back? He shouldn't be making me feel like this, he's a dude, he's my cousin. I hate him for making me love him./ Yuki closed his eyes and nestled back into his pillow. Before he noticed something. "LOVE him!"

Haru lay on the sofa restless and hurt. It was hours before he fell into slumber where he dreamt of mice that sang and danced, but were simply too fast to catch.

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"Breakfast is ready, Yuki-kun." Tohru's happy voice sang through the door.

Yuki woke up even more annoyed than usual that morning. /Why do I feel like shit? Oh yea, last night./

The breakfast was even more strained and awkward than the night before. Haru and Yuki sat next to each other, not wanting to break the image of boyfriends, but both were obviously upset.

Rin glared at Yuki and he glared back. If Haru had noticed the silent cat-fight he would have leaped over the moon with joy, to have his wildest pimp-fantasy come true. But as it was he didn't see and sulked with his head drooping into his bowl of coco puffs.

The day crawled by and Yuki tried to apologize a few times, but Haru continued to sulk.

"I'm sorry Haru, about last night. I didn't mean to."

"It's okay Yu-chan, don't worry bout' it." But the look on Haru's face was so miserable, it was impossible to believe it

Yuki felt horrible ,but than a thought crossed his mind /What if he's not upset because I yelled at him. He's probably still moping over Rin. Why, am I not good enough/

The sudden pain of both realizing and accepting this was almost too much. He cupped his face as if he was tired to hide the escaping tears.

As the very moment he started to cry, Rin decided that she would take Haru away from that prissy prince once and for all.

A/N sorry I haven't written in a while. I've been working on my non FF. Anyways hope the chappy was ok.