Chapter 10

Before you read this chapter, please go over chapter nine again! I re-edited it... It will make a little bit more sense now, I hope.

They got into the car happy as can be and road off into the sunset... or sunrise seeing as how it was still morning. That's how Kyou felt at least. That feeling wasn't to last long though.

Four days later, he was sitting on his couch bored as could be, switching through channels, looking at the clock every now and again, then to the phone, and then he'd repeat this pattern. He'd been doing this since eight this morning. Faerie, of course, had been watching this giggling to herself. She was seated not to far away in a very large dog bed. It sat in the corner right next to the door. She had fussed at the store that the one Kyou was getting her was too small. She needed more room to sleep than one of those Chiwawa beds. With that said and out of the way, she ended up getting the Labrador's bed size. Then she fussed about she was going to put. That took four hours. They switched the area about four times before finally deciding that she wanted it next to the front door which just so happened to be next to Kyou's bed.

Kyou, on the other hand, was feeling horribly misrable. Tohru hadn't called in about four days. Yes, he noramlly called her and all, but she'd called him once or twice when he had been working really hard one week before when he hadn't called or talked to her in any way. He would say e-mail, but she didn't have a computer and she was too stubborn to use his or they Library's. She said she could type just as well as she could write something on a piece of paper. He had laughed at her remark, then. Now he was wishing she's just write him something on a piece of paper saying she was okay and asking how he was and all.

"God," he grumbled, "I wish I knew what Tohru was up to! She hasn't called or tried to get a hold of me or even knocked randomly and run off before I could answer the door..." he sighed. He could get up off his butt and go say hi to her, but he'd been waiting for a call from Zeta about his wife. She was pregnant and Zeta was extactic. The only thing about her being pregnant was that she was a pain in the ass sometimes. Zeta would call Kyou so thay Zeta could have someone to talk to other than his wife, not that he hated her... She was just a little hard to deal with at the moment.

There was a loud snort followed by a lot of giggles as Faerie finally broke out and quit hidding her laughter. "You look," she breathed inbetween bursts of giggles, "like a love sick baboon with a three day old beard!" She was giggling so hard that she was on her back and barely breathing.

He got up and went to the bathroom which wasn't too far away from where Faerie was. He started to shave his beard, "Well, I'm sorry if I love her... I just don't know if she 'loves' me back."

There was a long silence before the little Guardian said something. "So, you want to talk to her that badly, huh?"

He shaved the last of his beard off. "Yes... It's kind of pathetic, but at the same time, it's not like I can do anything about it."

"Ooooooh," she giggled, "I'm sure there is."

He stuck his outside of the door to the bathroom and looked at her. "And that would be?"

"Finish getting dressed and go talk to her."

"I'm waiting on Zeta to call..."

"Would you shut up! I can talk to Zeta for a little bit. He won't die. Now, would to get dressed and go see..." Faerie looked up at the door that had a little window up top. She stood up and flapped her wings a couple of times and was up at the window in no time. "Or you might just want to go half naked down the hall, 'cause she just passed your door and is headed for the elevator."

Kyou threw down the towl that he'd been whiping his face with and rushed to the dresser that stood between his bed and Faerie's. He picked the first shirt that just happened to be on top. It was a navy blue with nothing on it. He roughly shoved his head and arms through the holes and rushed out the door leaving it ajar just a bit. Faerie walked over to the door, looked out, and then shut it with a nice little smirk of satisfaction on her face.

Tohru was standing at the end of the hall waiting on the elevator to come back up so she could use it.

"Tohru?" She turned around at the sound of her name and a familar voice.

"Kyou?" she smiled as she saw him about crash into the wall as she stepped out of the way so she wouldn't be hit. He straightened himself out as he leaned against the wall trying to regain his composure. Though he knew he'd already lost that. "Wow, I haven't seen you in... a little while."

"Four days to be exact," he said.

"Yeah, I've been kind of busy. Work's been really hard. A lot of guys being drunk and guys at the same time with a little mixture of hormones. Not a good mixture at all," she said showing him a couple of scratch marks on her arms from her shooing the guys out of the bar that she worked at. "Then at school we're having kind of end of the year meet the parents and teachers night. We're having to get together some things for the parents. I've been writting a story and a script and a whole bunch of other things."

"Wow, sounds like you've been busy. Any prizes for the stuff that you do?" he asked taking a closer look at her arm knowing how close he was getting to her. He ran his fingers over her bruses and cuts. Nothing deep.. good.

"At school? Yes, acctually. We can win some monney if we write the script that will be used for the next school play. I've been working really hard on it." She smiled happily as he let go of her arm. He moved closer to get what he'd been wanting for the longest of times, but the ding on the elevator popped and she was gone. "If you want to come," she called between closing doors, "it's at seven tommarow night. I'd..." and the doors closed.

She whispered the rest to herself, "like you to come." She sighed. It had been a long hard week. She was glad to have the entire elevator to herself. She could think a little bit whitout distraction. She'd missed Kyou this week. She hadn't even had time to call him last night. She'd taken a shower, picked up the phone at midnight knowing he'd still be awake and fell straight to sleep as she dialed the first three nubmers of his phone nubmer. Then him running after her like that was... surprisingly wonderful. Though she did regret mentioning the fights at the bar. She could tell by the way that he checked out her arm that he disaproved of that. But he also knew that she wasn't one to change her ways easily and didn't regret threatening her life to keep others from hurting eachother. It was just her and he knew that.

What got her the most was that he had tried to kiss her... "It was his first atempt," she stared blankly at the doors as they opened and people began to fill the elevator as she walked out and headed to school late as always.