Chapter 10.
Tohru's POV-
I knew I had to just keep going. Just… Not stop talking until all my tight emotions were spilt in a puddle beneath Amaryllis. Her face was paling, and at my mention of Kyo "looking at her", her head perked up in surprise. Maybe I should just walk away, just leave this new Sohma member to deal with her own relationships.
But this had bothering me for a few days now, and as rude as it seems, I could not go on any longer without letting my soul to rest by confirming that Kyo and Amaryllis did not have any substantial feelings for each other. Oh! I sound like Kagura. I must stop it with my selfish thoughts. I had liked Kyo for a while now. As hard as diamond as he was on the outside, his soul was like marshmallow; soft and addictive. But I supposed as long as he was happy, I couldn't ask for much more.
"Can I ask you something," Amaryllis asked, her soft voice breaking over the waves of silence.
I lifted my head, trying to read her eyes and determining what she was about to ask. "Sure. I guess." I replied.
Kyo's POV-
I trailed behind Yuki, too tired to start a fight. My eyes started to drift closed with fatigue; I hadn't managed to sleep at all last night. My mind was whirring furiously, and my heart had not slowed since yesterday afternoon when I had talked with Amaryllis. Although confusion had swarmed her eyes, I desperately hoped that some part of her had resisted and understood what I had said. A velvety voice rang out in front of me, and I was immediately separated from my reverie.
"Kyo?" Yuki asked, tilting his head in what to any girl would be a very charming gesture, but to me it only made him want to gag.
"Yes, Yuki?" I asked back sarcastically.
"You have stopped walking. Are you not planning on going to school today?" Yuki asked politely, knowing that this would only fill me with yet more rage. I, calmly as I could manage, shook my head and started walking.
We had only walked a few blocks before it became blatantly obvious that Yuki was trying to pick a fight. For what reason, I did not know. I that mattered at the time was that I was not in the mood, and if I did not get away from that spoilt rat soon I would explode.
Once again, I strolled behind, leaving at least at least a couple of meters in between us. As we passed a little side-street with nothing but a crumbling bakery on it, I quickly turned on my heel and darted down the road. I suppose I really will be skipping school today.
When I had found myself on one of the main roads again, I headed in the opposite direction from Yuki and school. As I sauntered through the busier parts of the city, I found myself recongising two familiar figures, locked in a conversation. So that was where they had gotten to.
I walked up to Tohru and Amaryllis, but still made sure not to be in sensed. I may as well hear what they were talking about, if only to be nosy.
"…You wouldn't have your own feelings for Kyo, would you?" Amaryllis quietly, almost shamefully whispered to Tohru.
My heart raced faster at this comment, it was not what I had expected. Of course Tohru didn't have any feelings except a slight friendship. But, looking at her face now made me not so sure.
"I… It's not my place to lay these confessions on you." Tohru replied, now walking towards school again. The bell must have rung ages ago, and I saw no point in going now.
Amaryllis sighed, obviously getting fed up with Tohru's tendencies. I watched her from behind a mob of people, all rushing to get to work. Horns blazed in my mind and the sound of tyres screeching swan in my ears. Slowly, Amaryllis raised her head and walked back home.
Amaryllis POV-
My conversation with Tohru had left a cold sweat layered around my body, and I found that my hands were shaking. I don't know why what she said to me that made me feel like this, but I did know that her eyes were the thing that showed me the most.
I slowly walked up to my attic, once there I rested my head on my pillow and picked up one of my books. Why ponder over my own problems when I can read about someone else's adventures? As I flicked on the overhead lamp, I heard an almost silent pair of footsteps. Shigure? Maybe Kyo had decided to ditch school. Slowly, my door creaked open and I dropped my book in shock as I saw who was here.
I had forgotten about her.