AN- Fruits Baskets is not mine. To those who have only seen the anime- Student Council is in the Manga alot. The members of Kakeru Manabe, Naohito Sakuragi, Kimi, and Machi... only kakery and Naohito pop up here. And read the manga- it is a thousand times more amazing then the anime (even the anime is pretty cool)

Chapter Twenty Nine

(Yuki's POV)

I sighed as I bent down to pick up the crumpled piece of paper at my feet, "Please remind me again the productivity throwing paper across the room has, because it seems to have slipped my mind at the moment."

Kakeru Manabe blew a strand of his black hair out of his face, "Yun-Yun, I'm helping you get your much needed exercise!"

I crunched the paper tighter in my hand before whipping it at Manabe, hitting him straight in the face. This guy was seriously annoying; there was absolutely no explanation of how I have managed to stay sane being in the Student Council room with him every day after school for the past week.

"Don't hit me! I was being affectionate!" He whined, over-doing how upset he was from my reaction.

"You were being idiotic, get some work done!" I walked over to him and picked up the piece of paper again to dispose of it in the garbage can, since I already knew he wasn't about to get up from his comfortable assembly of boxes and desks that he was sprawled on.

"You're all being idiots, Yuki-Sohma, stop wasting your time collecting garbage- I'm the only one working here!" Naohito Sakuragi announced from his corner of the room, rumiging through numerouse amounts of paper that were stacked on the desk he was in front of.

"Chibi-suke, don't talk to Yun-Yun like that!" Manabe hopped down from his self-made throne and strolled over to Sakuragi, "Besides you're not working-" He suddenly pounced at the paper, "YOU'RE READING HENTAI! I SAW IT!"

"NO I'M NOT, GET AWAY, YOU'RE MESSING UP MY WORK!- AND DON'T CALL ME CHIBI-SUKE!"

I sighed and rolled my eyes, Sakuragi had always been hostile towards me- but it was easy to brush off since it was comparisingly friendly next to how Kyo acts towards me… well, that is… how he act-ed towards me…

"AH!" Suddenly I was surrounded by darkness by whatever was being shoved on my head- I felt numberous amounts of crinkly paper fall onto my head and to the ground. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" I shoved the basket off of my head and looked over to Manabe who had a utterly horrified look on his face-

"You were drifting into another dimention!" Manabe waved his hand in front of my face, and I defensively slapped it away,

"Stop it, I wasn't drifting into another dimention!" I looked down at the mess that was surrounding me- all the wasted paper, candy wrapers, and pencil shavings. I sighed and shook at my hair- variouse bits of said garbage flittering to the floor.

"How did you come to be vice-president?" I heard Sakuragi murmer while cleaning up the mess Manabe had enthusiastically made.

I pushed the wastebasket into Manabe's chest, "Clean it up."

"WHA?" Manabe looked overly- shocked, "Me?" He pressed his hands innocently into his chest, "But I was saving you!"

"You dumped garbage on my head." Manabe pouted his lip at me, but took the wastebasket from my grip anyhow. I looked up at the clock desperately.

Time was dragging by, but the days were going so fast. It had been a week since I've seen Kyo without being on the verge of dreaming, and I wondered what was going through his head…

I noticed the clock read that it was lunch. I sighed, even the clock isn't working. I grabbed onto a nearby desk and dragged it against the wall before stepping up onto it. I grabbed the heavy clock, and flipped it around to view the controls.

"What time is it?" I asked as I unlatched the cover to the batteries. There was the problem; one of them wasn't in securely. I pushed it back into its place-

"OH SHIT!"

I spun around and watched as Manabe dropped the wastebasket absent-mindedly with a face of sudden realization as he looked at his watch. I flinched as the wastebasket hit the floor with a loud clang, the contents gleefully bounding out and onto the floor.

"I'M GONNA BE LATE!" Manabe went from being on pause to fast-forward mode, and was zipping around the room, grabbing his things and stuffing them hastily into his back-pack, "I must find Machi! Good-bye Yun-Yun!" He waved at me pleasantly with a wide smile, and was gone from the room.

I hesitantly looked over to Sakuragi, "So… what time is it?"

(Kyo's POV)

"GEDDA HELL AWAY, I'LL KILL YOU!" I swiped my hand through the air, trying to hit that damn bug that has been buzzing around me for a while now. "DAMMIT, WHADDA HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE-- GAK!" I felt something small collide with the back of my throat- I started to gag untill I coughed out the tiny fly, utterly disgusted-

"…Did I come at a bad time?"

I whipped around on the hard roof, and was greeted by an uncertain looking Yuki.

I felt my blood rush to my face- not very proud that I had a witness to my epic battle with that damn fly.

"I heard you from outside and thought you were being raped or something…" Yuki raised an eyebrow at me.

"I- I WAS NOT BEING RAPED!" I shouted defensively, absolutely embarrassed by my incapability to do away with a fly while holding my dignity.

Yuki held out a hand, "Alright, I get it." He sat down beside me in one smooth motion, "How about you don't yell, I've had a whole week of over-eccentric behaviour." Yuki ran a hand through his hair and looked over to me, "Anyways, Flies can be pretty frisky."

I opened my mouth to shout something back- but held my tongue. Instead I wrinkled my nose at him and sat with my back to him. "You're fault for going so often, it's not like they were forcing you."

"I know."

I stubbornly kept my back to him- even though every muscle in me was twitching to turn to him-, which made me even more annoyed at myself. This is my body, it should do what I say- but instead it submits to every graceful wave of Yuki's hand.

I understood what he had said to me before… not that I personally went through whatever he had, but now I feel like I understand why he's all wrapped up in that student council shit. I was a bit shocked at it… I don't know why- I've always known that there was something inside of him that was sad and dark- and even though he didn't let it on to be heavy, I could hear it in his voice, see it in the depths of his mournful eyes- whatever happened to him at the main house… it really effected him.

I felt rage build up inside of me- that wasn't fair, not to him… whatever happened to him, he didn't deserve it. I can see it in his eyes- there is so much sorrow deep inside of him… and I want to reach inside him and coil my fingers around that sticky glob of black and pull it from the hole in his soul- cuz it's the only thing that's blocking that beautiful light of his from blinding the world.

So I guess I couldn't blame it on him for being so wrapped up in it. I felt… envious that he had enough in him to take on his fears. I… I didn't have that kind of bravery. I run away. I ran away from him, from the fear of… caring for someone. I told him I liked him, but I was going to run away. If he hadn't caught my hand, I would've ran away like every time before.

But still, I was not gonna look at him, if he thinks that after a whole damn week of keeping himself locked up I was gonna go crawling back to him whenever he finds it convenient- he had another thing coming to him-

Suddenly I felt his fingers comb themselves into my messy orange hair- and every single inch of my skin was electrified- I felt myself relax under his affection touch, and I didn't realise that I had closed my eyes until he had gently grabbed a fistful of my hair and was pulling me backwards until I was suddenly looking right up at Yuki- my head in his soft lap-

He was looking at me curiously, and I felt a huge blush burn at my cheeks—I was trying to get my arms to push him away, to get my tongue to form sharp words- but his beautiful violet eyes were looking deep into mine, searching for something, almost like they were mesmerizing a pattern hidden in them…

I felt his hand let go of the grasp it had in my hair just to start combing his fingers through it once more. I tried to keep my eyes open, to concentrate on getting my body back in my control—but in a matter of seconds, I felt my eyes slide shut and all my mind could think of was how his slender fingers weaved there way through the thickness of my hair… the feeling washed through my body, my skin tickled at the sensation, it felt so nice… The warm sun on my body, the breeze so slight I could barely feel it, the feeling of my head resting on his lap, my head filling with his luxurious scent, his fingers playing with my hair…

I felt completely content, at peace…

I felt a soft purr vibrate through my chest.

(Yuki's POV)

I combed my hands through his pretty orange hair and glorified in its soft thickness. I could tell he was trying to get himself to get away from my grasp, but apparently my affection was too desirable. I watch him blush and look away, and soon after his eyes slowly drooped shut. Not before long, I felt my own blush creep into my cheeks as I heard his soft purr vibrate from his chest.

I removed my hand from his hair and placed it against his warm, soft, cheek.

I was growing more and more fond of him, but I couldn't allow myself to skip Student Council, no matter how much I wanted to be with him. I couldn't isolate myself with him, and that's why I need Student Council more then ever. I needed to keep in touch with reality, or else I will become too dependent on him. And I… I can't do that. I can't depend on people. No matter how every part of me wants to give him all of me, I needed to be able to hold onto my own dignity, I needed to be the source of my strength.

… But no matter how much I need to be able to hold myself all on my own, I still couldn't help but lean a little bit on Kyo.

I felt something enclose around my hand, and I brought my vision back into focus to see Kyo looking up at me with a curious expression, his warm hand grasping mine.

"What are you thinking about?" His voice was quiet, and curious.

I let a small smile tug at my lips, "How incapable I am."

"At what?" He still hadn't let go of my hand, and was holding it to his cheek.

"Everything."

He looked like he was taking in what I said, and I saw something flash across his face- it looked like a mix between realization, assumption, and acknowledgement.

He pushed himself off my lap, letting go of my hand so he could put his on the other side of my body to keep him up.

He cocked his head to the side, examining my expression. "Not everything," He lifted his free hand and tapped my head with his knuckle, "You're pretty capable of keeping my attention."

I felt myself blush, but tried to push it aside, "Cat's are easily amused."

"So they're also easily distracted then." He pointed out, "I have to concentrate on distracting myself when I'm around you."

I looked away from him; he was being really stupid trying to convince me like that. I wish he would just be honest, I felt like he was just saying things for my benefit because it wasn't like him at all. Anyways, what's so distracting about me? I'm plain, ordinary. The only thing interesting about me is how dull I am…

I felt a warm hand place itself on my cheek and turn me towards his face once more, "When are you going to appreciate the effort I put into things?" He gave me a stern look, "I'm being serious, it's not all that easy keeping myself in place around you."

"You can never keep yourself in place."

"Could you just shut up and accept what I'm saying?" He was being firm with me, "You're acting like you don't think you're worth anything and it pisses me off."

I felt my hands reach up and grab at his shirt, and I leaned in towards him and pressed my lips against his. I could feel how taken aback he was, so I pulled away and looked at him. He was searching my eyes, and I would have hoped that he didn't see the desperation in them, but I have been getting worse at hiding myself from him.

I wanted to be as close to him as I could; I wanted him to reassure me.

He leaned forward, his musky scent filling my head as he pressed his wet, warm lips gently against mine. He didn't tease me with his tongue, or send my skin on fire with his touch. He didn't press his chest against mine, or dominate my mouth with his. He rolled his lips against mine softly- I can't recall the last time I felt him kiss me, but this might as well have been the first... he captured my lips in a soft kiss, easing me into bliss as his hand gently combed itself through my hair...

"Kyo? Are you up there?"

Kyo pulled away just enough so our lips weren't touching, and let out an aggitated sigh that ghosted over my mouth before turning away from me at the voice that sounded from the patio, "Whaddya want?" he barked, seemingly put off from being interrupted.

"Do you know where Yuki is?"

Kyo looked over to me, "Yeah he's up here with me."

"Oh…" I heard the Shigure climbing ladder, but I was surprised that Kyo hadn't pulled away from me much even when Shigure's face popped up from the roof. A shocked look came over his face as he looked in between us, Kyo leaning over me, his hand still nitted in my hair. "Oh- am I interupting something?"

"Yes." Kyo said moodily in a voice stating the obviouse, sliding his hand on the base of my neck- sending involuntary shivers tingling down my spine. Shigure blinked between us- and I blinked between them... we hadn't thought that Shigure would have known for sure- but any hope of that had quickly disembarked now.

"Anyways, Yuki, I need you to help me with moving the furniture, Tohru's going to clean out the house this weekend-"

"Hey hold it!" Kyo cut in, "Why're you asking him?"

"Yuki's the strongest." Shigure said like it was obvious- and Kyo bolted up to his feet-

"Wadda hell makes you think that??" He barked.

"Because he always beats you in a fight." Shigure said, "And he's much more co-operative then you are."

"The hell he is!" Kyo stormed over to Shigure, "Get outa the way, I'll move the furniture, that's a man's job!"

"But I want Yuki-" Kyo shoved his foot into Shigure's face, making him fall off the ladder and land with a loud 'thunk' on the patio bellow. Kyo turned to me, "How about you do everyone a favour and get some sleep so you're not in your damn bed the whole weekend!" Kyo said, still in his pissed-off mode, and with that he disappeared bellow the roof.

I rolled my eyes.

-End-

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