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Chapter Thirty Six

(Yuki's POV)

Tap…

Tap…

Tap…

I looked up from my work and waited for Kyo to glance at me before glaring at him. I raised my eyebrow in annoyance, and went back to my work. I scribbled the point of my pencil against the paper as I filled in the answer to one of the questions—But it wasn't before long until I heard Kyo drumming his fingers against my desk once more.

I sent down my pencil and sighed, "Could you stop that?"

"Are you done yet?"

"No." I said in an irritated voice, pointing out the obvious.

"Then hurry up."

"You're not helping any." I glared at him and he narrowed his eyes back at me.

"If you didn't have such a big ego, I'd offer my help." He scoffed, leaning back on the chair across my desk.

"Sure, like you would know any of this." I shot, feeling quite agitated at his impatient mood.

"I know more then you do." He shot back and I was about to protest until he pointed at a sentence that I had written, "That's supposed to be 1994, not 1997."

With a frustrated sigh I flipped my pencil over and erased the four, "Three years don't prove anything, Cat."

It was Wednesday after school and I was in my room, working responsibly on my homework with the impatient cat fidgeting in the chair across from me. I was actually getting a lot done, I hated to admit it but with Kyo pointing out a few of my mistakes I realised how I've been overlooking a few things. But I think that his presence was more distracting then anything.

Either way, I kept my eyes on my paper and glanced over to my textbook every so often to gather a few answers, flipping through the pages.

Finally, what I was working on seemed familiar, and I had no problem answering the questions from my own mind. I had nearly forgotten Kyo's presence as I eagerly answered my homework; already more caught up then I had thought I'd be at the end of the week. I was half way through the final Unit when I felt his warm fingers coil around the hand I had resting uselessly beside me.

I glanced up, startled, as Kyo pulled my hand across the short distance of the desk until it was resting in front of him. He didn't glance up at me, but instead watched as he turned my hand over, palm up and examined my hand. I watched as his fingers traced the lines in my palm leisurely, feeling my skin tingle under his touch.

I shot my eyes back down to my work, trying to hide the burning blush that I felt creeping into my cheeks. I had to re-read the same sentence three times before I got it through my head as I felt Kyo's thumb brush across my palm. I wrote down the answer quickly—but when I re-read it I found it made no sense.

I scratched it out before skipping it and going to the next question, feeling his fingers lace themselves in between mine before dragging themselves away. I bit my lip in effort to concentrate on my next question, willing my mind to stay in tact.

But I felt my fingers tremble slightly as his played with them lazily. I forced myself to keep my eyes on my work, to write sensible sentences, to form the information in my head but—

"That doesn't even make sense."

I looked up at Kyo, who was leaning forward and inspecting my work. He glanced at me and tapped his finger at one of my recent answers, "What the hell's the 'soft war'?"

I slipped my hand out from under his and slapped his head, "The Soft War of 1963, you idiotic cat, stop interrupting me." Of course, there is no 'soft war of 1963' but I was counting on his dim mind to let it pass.

Apparently it didn't because he folded his arms over my work and cocked his head to the side, "Am I distracting you?"

"No." I said too quickly, unable to look away from his warm red eyes-- I could see a small grin in them, and I glared at that before looking back down to my work.

"Hm."

I ignored him and wrote gibberish on my page to make it look like I was not paying any attention to him, and I felt relief wash through me as I heard him push back his chair and stand up. I let a silent sigh sneak through my lips as I concentrated on my work now that he was leaving until-

I felt my chair pull back from my desk and before I could react Kyo's hands wrapped themselves around the underside of my knees and he slipped himself underneath my body until I was resting on his lap, Kyo straddling my chair and I straddling Kyo.

"Wha-what-" I felt the shock shake my voice as I gripped the arms of my chair, suddenly sitting on Kyo's warm lap instead of the hard wood.

I felt my heart quicken as his warm breath washed over my face, his eyes looking at me with paralysing intensity, his face close to mine.

I felt my lungs twitch with my short breaths—He was so close, and I couldn't recall the last time I've been so near to him. I felt my pulse quicken at the feeling of his body, and the warmth that emitted from him, his scent filling my head pleasantly.

He leaned in closer, and suddenly my homework gleefully fled my mind. I tilted my face unconsciously downward until I felt my eyelids slide close before…

Oh wow… wow, wow, how long had it been since I've kissed him? I felt him roll his soft lips against mine and I let out a shaky breath at the feeling as it slipped inside of my beating heart. I leaned closer into him and returned his kiss…

I felt his right hand leave my leg and soon felt the warmth of his fingertips trail along my throat to the back of my neck, setting my heart on fire as I felt him press his mouth more insistently against mine. He imprisoned me within his lips; I was surrounded by Kyo as he kissed me with his warmth, his thumb brushing against the skin of my neck.

I let my hands leave the arms of the chair to place themselves gently against Kyo's shoulders as he captured my lips heatedly. I wrapped my arms tight around his neck, returning his enthusiasm, his warm breath inside of my mouth as I felt an appreciative hum vibrate at my chest.

Kyo pushed himself against me until I was firmly pressed in between him and the back of the chair, his lips insistent and hot as I pulled him closer into me. I honestly couldn't remember the last time I was captured in his heated self…

I let my hand brush itself into his thick hair, and I grabbed a fistful of its softness, refusing to let him pull back, even for breath. The hand he had at the base of my neck tighten as I felt his slick wet tongue drag itself along my lips, emitting a slight shudder throughout my body. I let him roll my lips open, welcoming his hot tongue as it slipped inside my mouth with a sharp breath.

The heat was overcoming me as I felt his slick tongue explore my wet mouth, tasting him, feeling him—but there was so much in between us still and I wanted to lose myself in that heat, that musky scent, that taste…

I closed my mouth around his and slid my tongue against his—and Kyo awarded me with a shiver the vibrated against my body. I shifted myself on his lap and I felt his breath catch audibly, his hand sliding up my neck to tangle itself in my hair.

I was getting dizzy from his scent, his heat, and the lack of air from his hot kiss, but his lips were so wet against mine, his tongue so slick, I refused to pull back—until my lungs clenched desperately. With the hand I had tangled in his hair I tilted him an inch away from my mouth, feeling his reluctance to my pull. I breathed heavily, feeling his hot breath wash over my face for a second-

Just before I leaned in to capture his wet lips with mine, I heard something race up the stairs hurriedly—and Kyo must have caught it too, because he turned his face away from me and to the door.

"Kyo?" A muffled voice came from the hall as we heard someone tap against a door that wasn't mine. I heard and felt Kyo groan against me, and he slumped his head onto my shoulder as I tried to catch my breath with his hot against my collarbone.

"He's not there!" The muffled voice complained.

"Check Yuki's room," An older and more faint voice sounded.

With a disturbed growl, Kyo pushed himself away from me, sliding out from under my body and standing up, looking completely disgruntled. His lips were rosy along with his cheeks, his eyes glossy, his breath coming short, and I felt my heart pulse knowing that it was because of me.

"Yuki!" The tap on the door was brief before it slid open to present a cheerful Momiji who looked a bit puzzled as his eyes looked between me and Kyo—I quickly ran a hand through my hair, forgetting how Kyo's hands had knotted themselves in it just a few moments ago.

Momiji gave a short laugh, "Kyo, what are you doing it Yuki's room?"

Kyo's hair stood on end, "None of your damn business!"

"Hello, Momiji." I greeted, feeling my breath finally reaching normal. "Is there something you wanted?"

"Yup!" Momiji popped, eyes flittering across the room to the desk, "Oh! Kyo, were you helping Yuki study?"

Kyo's hands clenched into fists, "I said it's NONE OF YOUR DAMN BUSINESS!"

I lifted my weak body out of my chair, nearly stumbling at how limp my legs had become, "Yes, he was, exams are coming up really soon, Momiji, and it would be best if you would do the same." I said, trying to concentrate on Momiji instead of Kyo's hot taste that was still in my mouth.

"That's why I came!" Momiji said triumphantly and Kyo only got more frazzled.

"We're not gonna help you study! GO ASK HARU!"

Momiji only giggled and ticked his finger at Kyo, "No, silly, I didn't come to study!"

"DON'T CALL ME SILLY!"

I sighed, "Kyo, stop being silly."

"I'M NOT BEING SILLY, YA DAMN RAT!" He turned on me. I looked at his eyes, alive with frustration and radiant with his temper—I had to refrain myself from licking my lips just to taste what was left from his kiss.

I saw the furry in his eyes dispatch as he gazed back at me…

"Ooooooooh, are you two having a moment?" Momiji popped up in the space between us and Kyo jumped back with his infuriation plain on his face before he brought his hand down hard on Momiji, "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?"

I let my shoulders hang, "Don't hit him."

"Don't tell me what to do!"

"Don't hit me!" Momiji piped in, and Kyo slapped him on the head again.

"You're going to give him brain damage, cat." I said plainly.

"He's alright got brain damage!" Kyo barked at Momiji who raced behind me.

"Oh yeah, hide behind the damn rat!" Kyo snapped as I let out a sigh.

"You were wanting something, Momiji?" I said, glancing over my shoulder. Momiji looked up at me and blinked a few times before smiling.

"Oh yes! I came here because I've planned an adventure for us!" Momiji said enthusiastically.

"Who do you mean by us?" I asked.

Momiji lifted a finger and tapped it with each name he reeled off: "Tohru, Haru, Yuki, Kyo, Shigure, Kisa, Hiro, Kagura, Ayame, and Momiji!"

"What about Hatori?" I asked.

"He's taking care of Akito, he's really sick."

I couldn't help but glanced over to Kyo who was looking out of the window distantly. The name hung dark in the air-

"So it'll be all of us instead!" Momiji said pleasantly.

"And what's the adventure?" I asked as I stepped towards my desk, closing my textbook.

"We're all going to the hot springs in celebration of the end of the school year! We'll leave on Friday since we have a half day at school—and we'll be back Monday!" Momiji chimed, "Isn't it great? And Tohru will be there too!"

I looked over to Momiji as he trotted over to Kyo and tugged at his shirt, "You'll go too, right?"

"Who cares." Kyo put his fists on his waist, still glaring out the window.

Momiji whimpered, "But you have to come! Yuki will be going! Wont you, Yuki?" Momiji leaned back with Kyo's shirt stabling him as he looked over to me.

"Yes," I said.

"Why the hell would that matter?" Kyo ripped Momiji's hands off his shirt making him tumble to the floor, "I'll go if I wanna go!"

"Alright! It's a date then!" Momiji beamed, hopping back on his feet, seemingly unphased by the fall.

"IT'S NOT A DATE!" Kyo said with infuriation… of course, he wouldn't be all too familiar with that figure of speech.

Momiji smiled at him before closing the door and scampering down the stairs.

I ran a hand through my hair and seated myself back down in my chair, picking up my pencil once more.

I rested my forehead along my index finger and thumb as I read the next question on my homework sheet. I noticed, through the corner of my eye, Kyo slumping himself down against the side of my bed and leaning his head back with a frustrated sigh. He was so easy to infuriate.

I glanced over to him, seeing an exhausted look on his face.
I let out my own sigh, "Well?" I said. Kyo tilted his head over to my direction and looked at me. I continued, "Are you going to help me get this finished in time, or not?"

With a grumble, Kyo pushed himself off the ground and walked over to me.

(Kyo's POV)

"He's so sweet!" Tohru gushed, "He's so kind to me!"

"He's stupid." I said harshly, my hands shoved in my pockets.

"W-Well he planned it for all of us, I think it was really nice…" I glanced over to see Tohru playing with her fingers.

I sighed and reluctantly spoke, "Fine, I guess he's not that bad."

I peeked over to Tohru who was giving me a smile, "Wasn't it thoughtful? A hotsprings trip! I can't wait!" Her eyes glowed with anticipation. I shifted my hoody that was draped over my forearm.

I still thought that damn kid was obnoxious as hell. Every time he opens his mouth, I want to hit him.

I was walking Tohru to her work since I had nothing else to do, and I felt something inside me churn unpleasantly. It was that feeling I got whenever it was about to rain. When I had set out with Tohru after school, it was just a little nudge against my stomach, but now it felt like the calm before a storm- a slight fog drifting at the rim of my mind, just waiting for the moment to pull me down.

I noticed that Tohru wasn't walking along side with me anymore, so I glanced around the street and saw her smiling at me a few steps behind, "I'm right here," She pointed at the building.

I walked back to her, "Okay. Don't come home too late." I cautioned. Tohru nodded her head vigorously.

"Thank you so much for walking me!" She smiled and I nodded to her. "Do you need me to pick up anything before coming home?"

"No, just get back safe, got it?" I said sternly, and she gave me another smile. "Get going, you're gonna be late."

"Oh yes, yes—of course, sorry!" Tohru waved at me and she disappeared through the door, "Thank you!"

I waited until the door closed behind her before I looked around the street. The concrete sidewalk was outstretched to either direction, and cars were streaming back and forth…. And finally, it happened.

I felt it on my cheek, and cringed away in disgust as the rain began to dribble from the sky. I gnashed my teeth together and grumbled from my throat as I slipped my hoody from where it hung on my elbow and tugged it over my arms, adjusting it on my shoulders as I threw my hood over my vibrant orange hair.

I stuffed my hands into the pockets and made my way home along the sidewalk, which was speckled by all the raindrops that were quickly multiplying. Usually I would know when it would rain before hand from the weather cast I would watch-- but lately I've had my mind on a lot of different things then watching television. I began to feel my energy drain from my body as the raindrops plopped onto my hoody. The sound of the water falling through the air made my stomach clench and my throat bubble unpleasantly.

I walked more sluggishly as the rain began to soak through my hoody, the sidewalk painted a damp dark grey. I felt something fog across my mind, making it uneasy to think and hard to concentrate on walking, and which direction to go.

But something nudged itself through the fog, and I felt it reach out to me desperately.

I found myself snap in alertness, as I let my natural instincts overcome me. I felt it again- a desperation, pain and hurting…

I concentrated on the direction it was coming for, unable to block the feeling from my mind. I wandered around the streets, the voice becoming clearer the further I strolled. I hunted for the call that I could only feel through my insides. I rounded a corner, and slipped into an alleyway, the feeling overwhelming me until-

I bent down and examined a limp swelling of fur that was quivering amongst ripped garbage bags, the grotesque smell of rotting food and shit stinging at my nose. The desperation was so strong; that I almost believed it was coming from me.

I reached out and touched the quivering pile of patchy fur, and the abused cat trembled violently underneath my touch, it's breathing scratching from it's throat. I felt it's pain course through me and I had to get a hold of myself before my lungs began to quiver painfully.

I ran my hand softly against the course fur, feeling it sticky and patchy underneath my smooth palm—and when I pulled my hand away, bits of fur stuck onto my hand. I bit my lip, feeling horribly overwhelmed by all of the emotion that the cat was radiating through me.

I pulled my drenched hoody off of my back before gently sliding my hands underneath the cat's limp body and lifting it from the ground with care. It gave a strangle, weak noise as I did so and I was quick to hold it gently against my chest, cradling it's limp form in my arms as I wrapped my hoody around it softly.

I made to stand up, but my energy washed out of me at the exact same time and I felt my head spin as I knelt back down on the ground.

Alright… more slowly, then…

I pushed myself with more concentration from the ground, waiting for any signs of dizziness as the rain soaked through my uniform shirt, making it cling sickly to my body. With its rattling breath keeping me from losing concentration, I carried the injured cat back home with dizzy effort.

The rain soaked through my clothes, drenching my body to the bone.

-End-

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