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Chapter 13

Kyou and Yuki were in Kyou's room. After Yuki had found Kyou in the locker room at school he had walked him home. Kyou was still shaking and so Yuki had ordered him to take a shower while he made him something to eat.

He went down to the kitchen when he heard the water turn on. Strangely there seemed to be no one in the kitchen. That was weird; it was usually the center of life in the household. He looked around until he found a note on the fridge. Apparently Miss Honda and Shigure were out buying some things. They left at six, so that would give Kyou a few hours to get himself back to normal.

He and Yuki had talked at length about what they should do about the three culprits. Yuki wanted to go the police immediately and see their butts thrown in jail. But Kyou had shaken his head.

'No. Don't worry about it. I just want to forget.'

'But don't you want to see them punished?!'

'You said you were gonna get them kicked out of school right?'

'Yes, but-'

'It's okay. I feel safe now.'

So Yuki had let the matter go. Well, scratch that, he had let the matter go, as far as Kyou was concerned. He wouldn't let Kyou live through that ever again, and he was going to protect him, no matter what. But he would also be getting a little revenge on the miscreants who had dared to touch what was his! (Yes, Yuki, we know, Kyou-chan is yours.) He was just going to pay them a little visit one day soon. He had access to student's record as the president; he would just find them and give them a beating they would never forget.

He looked through the cabinets looking for something to make that wouldn't cause him to burn down the house. Aha! He had found some soup! Real soup and not ramen! He put the meal in the microwave to warm up when he heard the bathroom door open.

Yuki heard Kyou come down the stairs and set a place at the table for him. He was just done making a place for himself, and was reaching for his cup, when Kyou walked into the kitchen. He looked up and got caught in a crimson gaze. He accidentally dropped his cup, and mumbling went to reach it. Kyou cocked his head to the side inquisitively, and bent down to help Yuki clean up the mess.

Yuki was furiously trying to will the blush that covered his face to go away. He looked up again and took in the others pure beauty.

His hair was wet and dripping down his neck. He was wearing no shirt, so Yuki could see the smooth tan expanse of his chest, back, and stomach, which of course, from constant training, was a perfect six pack. He wore only a pair of blue draw sting pajama pants, with water droplets still clinging to his skin, as if he didn't bother to properly dry himself.

He was beautiful.

'Yuki?'

He was broken out of his trance by Kyou's voice.

'Yeah?'

'Are you okay?'

The boy was attacked earlier in the day and he wanted to know if he was okay? His priorities were really not in order at all.

'Yeah. Come on I made you dinner.'

Kyou grimaced, 'Should I be afraid?'

'Shut up, you baka neko. Its instant soup.'

'You sure? Last time you got me ramen.'

'Yes!'

Both boys sat down at the table and started their meal. There wasn't any talk, but it wasn't like it had been before. The past month was full of awkwardness, tension, and stress. But now it was much more relaxed. The atmosphere was warm; some would even call it companionable. After they were done Yuki picked up his dishes and took them to the sink.

'Why do you keep doing this?'

'I told you before that I care for you. I love you.'

Kyou looked down at the table and stared at it hard.

'Then why wouldn't you look at me?'

He said this in such a small hurt voice that Yuki was shocked. Kyou noticed that Yuki was avoiding him? He thought he was the only one who was hurting. He turned around and put his arms on the counter.

'I thought that was what you wanted!'

Kyou looked up at him and then looked down again.

'I did.'

Something broke in Yuki's heart.

'But then. . . '

Yuki's heart started to lift up with those two words.

'I couldn't stop it. You were always there. The day we skipped school. When you helped me when I was sick that one time. At the main house when you told me you loved me. When I found you in the woods. You were always there! And I got used to it. I got so used to constantly seeing you there that when you were gone I would think about you. Even at night I would dream about you. So after I ran away from you that night I was confused. I didn't think that being loved was possible. Not for the cat! And you are so perfect, and noble, and beautiful, it was like my mind couldn't process any reason why you would spare a second glance at me.'

Yuki shook his head at the cat and his own stupidity. Both had looked at each other with adoration, and felt that the other was unattainable. How foolish they were.

'And then I came home later that night after talking to. . . .a friend. She helped me realize what I was denying to myself. I was coming here to tell you. . . but then I saw you and Haru.'

Kyou grew silent and waited expectantly as if waiting for Yuki to fill in the blanks.

'And. . . ?'

'I saw you two kissing!'

Kyou grew angry at the memory of that night all over again.

'How could you do that?! Huh?! The same night that you had kissed me. Held me! Told me that you loved me! Then in come here and you are kissing Haru! I thought I meant something to you! I thought that we could..! That we could have been. . '

Kyou looked close to tears, and for someone had sworn not to cry, and hadn't for the past eleven years he sure was doing it a lot these past two months. Yuki hated it.

He hated seeing those eyes fill up with tears. Hated knowing he was the cause for his love's anguish. He didn't want to see him cry ever again. He swore he wouldn't ever let him cry again.

'Kyou. . . '

'WHAT!'

'Me and Haru weren't kissing.'

'Really?! It sure seemed like it from my point of view!'

'No, we were. Actually Haru kissed me, but it was only for a second. And it was only to prove a point!'

'What point did he have to prove to you that he kissed you!?'

'He wanted to prove to me that I really loved you!'

Kyou was silent for a long time, thinking it over. Finally. . .

'How the hell did it prove anything!?'

'I don't know either! It's Haru for cheese sake!'

'Pfsst.'

'Kyou?'

Kyou was turning red and spontaneously spasming. He wasn't breathing and finally he let it out.

'What the hell! Cheeses sake!!? Muwahahahahahaaha!'

'Don't make fun of my saying.' Yuki muttered darkly.

'Okay, okay . I got it.'

Both boys were silent for a moment.

'Then why did you avoid me for a whole month?'

'I didn't want to make you sad anymore. I heard you crying that night and thought it was because of what I had done in the woods. I didn't even begin to think it was because you saw me and Haru.'

'Yeah, well. . '

Yuki went over to the table and picked up a plate.

'Just help me with the dishes, ne?'

'O-okay.'

Things were silent once again, while the boys washed and dried the dishes, but it was a very different feeling from the one they had while they ate dinner. Things were filled with underlying currents of want. Now that the boys realized their feelings were pure and true, a light bulb had gone off in their heads. They could do whatever they liked.

As in holding hands.

As in hugging one another.

As in kissing.

Kyou was especially aware of their precarious position. Every embrace that had been shared, every kiss that had been shared, had been initiated by Yuki. Kyou glanced subtly to his side. Yuki was frowning in concentration at a particular speck of food that wouldn't come off the plate. Even when his brows were furrowed in concentration Yuki remained a majestic regal being. Yuki started to bite his own lip as he concentrated on the stain. This drew Kyou's eyes to Yuki's lips. They were perfect just like everything about Yuki. They were shaped so perfectly. They were slightly pink, just barely so, as to not contrast too much with his pale ivory skin. And they were the right size as well, plump, but nothing like a girl as they gave off a masculine curve. Kyou wondered what it would be like to kiss them. To feel them on his own lips.

Yuki looked up noticing his intense stare and accidently dropped his cup. It shattered on the floor into sharp pieces.

'Oh no your cup!' (NOTE)

Kyou and Yuki both bent down reaching for and picking up the pieces. Kyou's finger ran over a particularly sharp fragment.

'Ouch.'

A droplet of blood welled up and ran down his finger in a red trail. Kyou was about to get up and look for a band aid, when Yuki grabbed his wrist.

'Huh? Yuki?'

Yuki brought his hand close to his face to inspect his wound. He gingerly grasped the injured finger and was looking at it intensely. The blood was still running down his finger and now was on Yuki's hand. Yuki brought it closer to his face and then licked the blood off!

'Y-yuki?'

Yuki continued until he put Kyou's front tip of his finger in his mouth and then lapped up the trail that had run down his wrist.

Kyou was mesmerized. Yuki's tounge was a delicate pink that was darting out of those perfect lips. Kyou was slightly put off. He had wanted to be the initiator! Well he wasn't giving up yet! He was starting to think of this as a battle in his mind, and Kyou was very competitive.

Kyou tore his hand from Yuki's grasp and ignored his hurt look. In that same instant Kyou used both of his hands to take Yuki's face between them and kissed him thouroughly on the mouth. Kyou took advantage of Yuki's surprise, just as Yuki did with Kyou when he first kissed him, and slid his tounge into Yuki's mouth.

It was so warm. It was warm and caused him to feel sensations that he wasn't ever aware existed. Their teeth mashed because Kyou ached to get closer, and he didn't have the patience to wait for Yuki to get nearer. It was his first true kiss in his mind, because they were both aware of their love for each other, and it made it so much sweeter. Kyou knew he was instantly addicted.

Yuki finally snapped out of it, and plunged into the kiss with a renewed fervor. He pushed Kyou's tounge out of his mouth and his into Kyou's warm and waiting mouth. He was running out of breath but if he had to give up breathing in order to maintain the delicious contact he would do so in a heart beat.

But alas all good things have to come to an end it seemed. And this particularly good thing came to an end with the cacophonus noise of Shigure's voice.

'Hey guys we're hooommmmeee!!'

Yuki and Kyou flew apart at mach speed.

'I hate that man.'

Kyou agreed.

Shigure and Tohru came into the kitchen carrying sacks full of groceries. They looked curiously at Kyou and Yuki who were breathing rather heavily. Tohru looked concerned. Shigure just smirked.

'So, guys, what have you been up to?'

'Nothing you dumb dog. Me and the damn rat just got into a fight.'

Tohru seemed to accept this answer, and her mind was secretly a little glad. If Yuki and Kyou had a fist fight then it meant that her boys were back to normal!'

'Okay then well, I am going to bed. Night every body!'

Shigure whistled a tune as walked off.

Kyou, Yuki, and Tohru all looked at one another. Tohru sensed a private atmosphere, so she skipped off to bed as well.

'Want to go to bed Yuki?' Kyou asked with a smirk as he went up the stairs.

Yuki smirked as well, 'Yes, I believe I will.'

OTAY, THAT'S A WRAP PEOPLE!!!!!!

NOTE-okay I keep saying Yuki's cup, yes. It is his cup. A special cup. Why does he have a special cup you ask. Well, actually I too, have a special cup. It is my cup. And everyone knows not to touch it. I had that cup at the computer when I was typing the story. I even named it! Its name is Murphy. So I made Yuki a special cup as well. . . . y'all think I am crazy don't you?

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