Sweetyb: Ok I'm back, and look who also is back, Kyo and Yuki: (hogtied, gagged, and wiggling on the floor) mmmmumphump

Sweetyb: Sorry guys, I don't understand pillow biter. How about I just take these out (removing gags)

Kyo: Untie us, you evil bar wench

Sweetyb: Now, that's not very nice kitty cat. I wouldn't untie you until you're nice (kisses kitties forehead)

Yuki: Ok then, can you please untie us? Pretty please with sugar on top (giving best puppy dog expression)

Sweetyb: Fine, but I must warn you, those collars you have on, are shock collars. If you go oh so far, you get shocked, if you try to remove them, you get shocked, and if you make me mad, I can push this button, and guess what, you get shocked. Get it, got it, good. So I suggest you be a good mousy wousy and kitty cat. (Pats both of them on the head and removes restraints)

Kyo: Bitch

Sweetyb: What was that furball?

Kyo: Nothing, let's just get this over with.

(Yuki's POV)

After Shigure and I had finally calmed Honda-san down, I made my way back up the stairs and into my room. Throwing myself on my bed, I lay there staring up at the ceiling. God, how could it have gone so wrong so fast? At any rate, the cat had been right about one thing, I had ran into him.

Earlier as I left my room, I saw the cat a little ways ahead of me, muttering to himself. I don't know why but, I just had this sudden need to touch him. Speeding up, I reached out to tap his shoulder. But that's when everything went wrong; as if he could feel me closing in, he just abruptly stopped in the middle of the hallway, and I went slamming right into him. So, it was kind of both our faults, mine for not apologizing and his for just stopping so suddenly. We ended up both falling to the ground, pushing and shoving each other trying to find a place where elbows weren't digging in.

"You damn rat, who do you think you are running into me"

Looking into each other's eyes, we glared at one another. Like everything between us, we turned this into a competition. I don't know why but, for some reason, the pure hatred I saw in his eyes made my chest hurt. The muscles throbbing in a pulsating ache like when you've ran a far distance, but aren't used to it. All the fibers around your sternum and ribs cramping, your lungs and throat heavy and raw, and seemingly incapable of taking in the air around you. Why does he make me feel like I can't breathe?

No, stop. What am I talking about? Why would I care if that stupid cat hates me or not? I shouldn't. No... I don't. I DON"T CARE! The thoughts leaving me suddenly cold. Taking a shaky breath, I turn my head from his gaze, breaking our impromptu staring match, and finally realizing what we must look like.

I was so busy glaring at the cat that I hadn't even noticed our positions until now. In the fall, I had somehow ended up on top of Kyo, straddling his hips, my hands resting on his chest. I was painfully aware of everything at that moment. The slow rise and fall of his chest as he breathed, the frantic beating of his heart under my fingertips, the feel of his muscles stretched under his tight t-shirt, how sold and warm he felt under me. Even, the slow blush that began to spread over his face; turning his tan skin a rust-red. Our eyes traveled over each other, each of us taking in the situation, our position, whose limbs were where. Even now, I can still remember the shiver that cascaded across his body, and into mine as he too realized how intimately close we were. We stayed frozen like that for some time, both of us trying our best not to make any sudden movements, both of us, deers caught in the headlights of the other's gaze

"Yuki-kun! Kyo-kun! Time for breakfast!"

And just like that, Honda-san's cries from the kitchen broke the spell. Both of us franticly shoved at each other, throwing our bodies to opposite sides of the hallway. Each, scrutinizing the other over the leg length of space separating us. For one moment longer, we were stuck, struck, contemplating what had just transpired before scurrying to our feet. He shoved me, I shoved him, both of us coming to the decision to resume our argument as if nothing had happened.

"Damn rat! Watch where the hell you're going" Kyo said shoving Yuki. "Or are you blind as well as being a girly boy?"

"Watch where I'm going? You're the moron who just suddenly stopped right in the middle of the hallway. Baka Neko!" Yuki said shoving him back. "What? Have you taken so many blows to the head that you suddenly forgot how to put one foot in front of the other?"

"You know what, you've got a real smart mouth. I'm going to have to kick your ass to teach you to keep it shut".

"I would really like to see you try you stupid cat. That is if you can" I said smirking at his previous remark.

He always seems to be saying the same thing. "Stupid rat" this, "I'm going to kick your ass" that, and yet, he is always the one who ends up on his ass fuming. I don't usually bait the cat, but today, I was frustrated and confused, and I just wanted to push that button.

I'm always so damn good. So damn perfect. Always doing what's expected of me as the favored one, the saintly rat, the Soma prince. Their voices in my ears, "Yuki, you're so nice, you're so gentle, such a prince, such a good boy". But, what if I didn't want to be a "Good Boy"? What if I didn't want to play nice with others? What if I wanted to break the poor, sad, and beautiful kitty cat? Tear him into itty little pieces, leaving him wrecked beyond repair. Until I've made him an exquisitely beautiful mess on the ground. Yes, even then, he would still be so beautiful.

God, I hate him for that. Hate him for that beauty I can only touch like this. Laying claim to it with every blooming bruise and mark left in our endless tug-of-war.

I knew that my amusement of him would really piss him off; the cat doesn't like to be laughed at. And just as I planned, the cat played right into my hand; throwing a punch meant for my face. I quickly grabbed Kyo's wrist, and using his momentum throw him forward with a little push. He went running right into the living room couch. As his back hit, he gave a little grunt in concert with the sound of wood cracking on impact.

"I'm going to kill you for that you damn rat," he yelled at me as he slowly rose from the floor.

On his feet, he started up with another series of rapid attacks. This was the first I had ever seen the cat this angry before. His eyes seemed to glow with their own internal fire, pure hatred seeped from his very pores, and all of it was for me. He kept swinging and missing as I dodged his attempts to hit me. I couldn't help the growing smile spreading across my face with every dodged or blocked punch. He eventually, having grown tired of our dance, he grabbed me by the front of my shirt, pulling me close to him.

In all my other fights with the cat, I had never been afraid, but the look I now saw in his eyes sent shivers down my spine; both deliciously and in fright. Our faces hovered only inches from each other as I stared into the glowing crimson orbs of his eyes. I was stunned, transfixed by the intensity in them. In my opinion, that is the only reason I was caught off guard and stumbled when he shoved me away. Before I even hit the floor, Kyo was already trying for another punch. I didn't have enough time to protect myself, and the blow caught me on my left cheek. The next moment, I went crashing in to the wall behind me.

No one moved after the blow had been dealt. Everyone was still, trying to recover from the shock that he had actually hit me. I carefully raised myself from the ground, using the wall behind me for support. I couldn't believe it, the cat really hit me. I wasn't really angry when I got to my feet; it was more that I couldn't let that stupid neko think that he had beaten me.

"You stupid stupid cat! Moron! Idiot!" I yelled as I rushed towards him.

In all the confusion of my fall, he had left himself open. In one flowing movement, I kicked out my foot, connecting solidly with the cat's face; sending him sailing backward and through Shigure's door. I kind of feel bad for the dog now that I think of it. That stupid cat and I are always breaking his things, especially his door. Maybe I should go down and fix it this time, seeing as I was partly responsible for its destruction. God, all this thinking about the cat is making me tired. Even as I drifted off to sleep, my thoughts were still on that baka neko

I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke, the sky was dark and it looked like it was going to rain. I pulled myself from bed still half asleep and slowly made my way down to the kitchen. Pouring myself a glass of juice, I took in the silence of the house

Sweetyb: Wasn't that great?

Kyo: No.

Sweetyb: Why not?

Kyo: Because, you had the damn rat all over me.

Yuki: What about me? I was the one on top.

Yuki and Kyo: (blush beet red)

Sweetyb: Yeah, but it was so cute.

Kyo: No it wasn't, I mean… Yuki is cute but, well um…

Yuki: Did you just say I was cute?

Kyo: Well yes, I mean no, I mean well… shut up (fading blush now back in full force)

Sweetyb: Well while you two decide whether or not Yuki is cute, how about everyone write some reviews. And yes, there is more to come; I'll most likely post it tomorrow or soon. I'm in the process of going through all the old chapters and updating/ correcting them. Please be understanding and look for the new chapter titles that will say updated on them.