Sweetyb: ya chapter 5, this is the chapter were everything gets twisted (screams like a banshee)

Kyo: can you stop screaming woman and just get the story started

Sweetyb: wow you didn't even ask what I meant by " twisted" (evil smirk)

Kyo: (turns head slowly towards Sweety, look of horror on face NOW thinking what she meant by it)

Sweetyb: (evilly laughs hysterically to self)

Yuki: I think you broke him

Sweetyb: what do you mean? (Looking towards cat)

Kyo: (curled in fetal position and muttering incoherently to self, eyes wide and haunting)

Sweetyb :oh he's fine… I think (worried now, runs over to check cat)

Yuki: well while we try to fix Kyo how about we get this show on the road.

(Yuki's POV still)

I was about to head back to the house thinking that maybe the stupid cat had already gotten there, leaving me out here to look for him and freeze to death. God that would be just like the cat. I had just turned around to head back, when I saw him a little ways off in the distance. I started to run as fast as the piled snow would allow me. I couldn't believe what I saw when I got to him, the cat had some how found his way into my garden and was laying unconscious there.

I was once again struck with the beauty of the cat lying at my feet. The weather had turned his skin to alabaster, a color to rival the snow around us. His red hair was a striking contrast to all that pale beauty; it had swept over his face framing it. A light film of frost had collected on his skin making it glitter with the ice crystals. Snowflakes were caught in his eyelashes; his hair was dusted with the snow. His lips were a faint blue, like the color of morning glories. As I looked down in to his face, I could see where he had been crying and the tears had frozen to his face. The tears on his skin looked like tear shaped diamonds. I couldn't help laughing at the thought that the unconscious cat reminded me a lot of sleeping beauty. Kyo laid on his back, his right arm flung out above his head the other draped across his stomach, his head turned to the right.

I slowly knelt down brushing my fingers over the cat's cheeks. I moved his arms to either side of his body and slowly rapped my right arm around his chest, my left I placed at the bend of his knees, and I slowly lifted him up. His head and arms hung back limp, his legs dangling from his sleeping body. I carefully made my way back to the house, the storm still ragging on. My feet dragged as I carried the dead weight of the cat.

My breaths came out in fast bursts, all that running and lifting can't be good for my asthma. As I slowly continued, I was very aware that I was slowing, my body fighting to get enough air. I stumbled nearly falling and dropping Kyo several times. With every step I was growing that much more lightheaded. Though my body was screaming for me to stop, I just couldn't. I don't know how much longer Kyo, or even me for that matter could continue to say out here. The weather didn't show any signs of letting up, and I had the sinking feeling that it was only going to keep getting worse. I had to get us out of this storm. I struggled past my lack of oxygen, fighting off the panic my body was producing. That would only make it worse, me loosing my head. I started to concentrate, trying to slow my breathing. If I wasn't careful I would end up hyperventilating, and then we would both be passed out in the cold. It soon became harder for me to carry Kyo, his body now as heavy as a boulder in my arms. My knees seemed to want to buckle as I sighted the house.

" We're almost there", I whispered to the still unconscious cat as we neared the house with every agonizing step.

When we got to the door, I slide it back with now numb fingers. I stumbled through the house into the living room. Dumping the cat's unmoving body on to the living room coach, as soon as I had him down my knees too gave out. I rested my head on the edge of the coach, my hands scrambling through my pockets to find my inhaler. My fingers soon closed around the tiny device, I quickly pushed it to my mouth, taking a deep breath as I pushed the cartridge down with my fingers. I held the breath then slowly let it out, my head returning to its place on the coach's edge. When I had caught my breath, I quickly got up calling out for the dog to come and help me. My cries echoed through the house, but got no reply. I quickly scrambled up the stairs to the dog's room, shoving the door back, but he was not there. Where the hell could he be in the middle of a storm? Maybe he went out looking for us, the thought soon died as I remembered that the dog is far too selfish to do anything like that. I wasn't surprised to see that Honda-san wasn't in her room either, considering that I already know she had gone out with her friends.

I hurried into Kyo's room to find him some warm close, and then into the kitchen to start boiling some water for tea. As I turned to head back in to the living room, I saw two notes placed on the table. The first was from Honda-san apologizing for forgetting to tell me earlier where she was going, and that dinner was in the fridge. The second was from the dog, he had gone to see my stupid brother, be back soon. Why is it when you need him the most, that stupid dog is nowhere to be found?

I walked in to the living room with the dry close for Kyo. In my absence he had woken up. He was now lying on the coach shivering so badly that his whole body shock with it. I tried to get him to remove his soaked close past the shaking. I carefully slid his shirt up; the wet fabric clung to his chest so tight that I could see the outline of his abs through it. I ran my fingers up over his stomach and chest pushing the shirt up as I went. His skin was slick and chilly to the touch, my hands fumbling over the grooves of his abs. His eyes shut concentrating on stilling the spasms, he didn't seem to notice my stroking caresses. When I realized what I was doing I quickly pulled my hands back from his skin.

Why was this happening to me? Why did that stupid voice have to be right? I don't want to hurt Kyo, but I can't help feeling this way. I've been lying to myself far longer then I should have. I can't remember when it started, at first I would catch myself looking at the cat from the corner of my eye. It soon turned into me purposely provoking the cat so that he would talk to me, so that I could have those flaming amber eyes fixed on me. In those moments I was the only thing that mattered to him, and even though it was in a negative way, it still made me feel good. I kept telling myself that it didn't mean anything, but even though my mouth was saying the words my heart never truly believed it.

"Ok I love the stupid cat, is that what you wanted to hear you damn voice? Does seeing me this way make you happy? Answer me damn it".

I was pulled from my thoughts by Kyo's low moan before I got an answer. I remembered what I was supposed to be doing and went back to work. Kyo's leather belt gave a slow sigh as I unbuckled it; a couple sharp tugs pulled the belt back through the loops. I throw the belt behind me and paused only a moment before starting to unbutton his jeans. His jeans were tight from the rain, with every tug it brought his body that much more closer to mine. Finally I had them off.

" Kyo it's going to be ok, ok" I whispered as I leaned over him, checking if he heard me.

His heavy lidded eyes opened to slits to look up at me. I tried to help him up so that I could get him in to a hot bath. I had left his boxers on; I didn't think my mind could handle removing them. I slowly lifted him up, Kyo giving most of his weight to me. When we were just about up Kyo's knees suddenly gave, making him fall back on to the coach pulling me down with him. As I got over the shock of the fall, I suddenly realized that something was moving underneath my hands. My eyes slowly took in the situation, some how we had ended in the same position we had this morning. My hands pressed to his naked chest, my legs straddling his hips, Kyo's fingers laced at the small of my back.

In the fall Kyo had closed his eyes, I stared down in to his face and know that his body couldn't make the trip to the bathroom. God he was cold, I had to some how get his body temperature back up.

" Kyo I'll be back ok, I'm just going to get you some blankets from the hallway closet" I said as I slowly started to raise myself up from the cat's still trembling body.

" NO" he moaned out, his hands moving up my back to rap around my shoulder and pull me to his chest. I laid there awhile, taking in what just happened, taking in the fact that I was now pressed to the cat's body. Because of the height difference, my head laid on Kyo's right shoulder, my cheek blushing warmth against his coldness.

"So warm", he sighed as he pulled me even closer to his body. With our chests pressed like this, not only could I feel the crazed beating of my own heart but also the beat of Kyo's. He rested his chin on top of my head, his hands still pulling tighter to bring me closer to him.

I shifted my body, moving up until our faces were level with each other. I looked longingly in to his peaceful face; his eyes slid the barest of ways apart. From his drowsy expression I could tell that he wasn't fully aware of me being there, only of the warmth of my body. He was trying to pull my body around him as if I were a blanket he could rap around him.

I slowly lowered my face to his, letting my lips hover inches from his. Letting out a breath I finally pressed my lips to his. At first it was only my lips moving over his, but soon I could fell his lips soften then the gradual movement of them moving in rhythm with mine.

Our kisses soon turned in to something primal. I ran my tongue over his frozen lips, until I had licked the icy frost from them. We feed at each other's mouths like animals. Kyo's lips were like the cold sting of the wind, his kisses nearly painful. His tongue lapped at my mouth requesting entrance, I quickly complied opening wide for him. He kissed me like I was ice cream and he could taste my flavor on his tongue. Our tongues pushed at each other, wrestling for dominance in each other's mouths. With our lips still locked, he slid his hands to the hem of my shirt, pushing up raking his nails over the delicate skin making me shudder.

My shirt was pulled of in a rush, Kyo's hands returning to my back, his kitty cat nails drawing delicious designs in to my skin. Our bodies were still a contrast, though his temperature had risen some, his body was still cool to the touch, making me shiver constantly.

Kyo dig his nails in to my back making me gasp, I caught his mouth again with my own, both of us pulling and tugging at each other desperate to get closer. My body was in heaven, but in the midst of a kiss he suddenly pulled away, his hands going to my shoulders pushing me back until I was once again sitting.

I looked into his eyes and he had the look of a drowning man, and not in a good way. His eyes were wide with shock, his gaze haunting in its intense fear. I could see him fighting off the urge to scream. I couldn't stand the rejection I now saw in his eyes, I quickly got up pushing myself from him. I tripped over my feet, falling on my butt; I quickly pushed myself back from him until we were separated by the coffee table.

I would've been ok if he would've started yelling at me, but he didn't. What he did was much worse then if he had yelled, he just sat there and looked at me. I had to fight the urge not to squirm under that gaze. He just looked at me saying nothing, his eyes moving over me, searching for something but what? He made me feel as if I had grown a second head, as if I were a freak. I wanted to hide away from that look, from his probing eyes. His cheeks were flushed, his breath coming out fast and frantic.

Just as quickly as he had pushed me from him, he was on his feet running from the room, tripping on several of the steps going up. I could hear the booming sound of his footsteps on the floorboards above me, then finally the sound of his door sliding open and slamming shut.

I had picked myself up and was at the foot of the stairs when the sound of his door reached me. With that one sound all my strength went from me, and I went crashing to the ground. The sting of my knees hitting the wooden floor paling in comparison to the terrible ache in my chest. I sat there my shoulders hunched over, the force of my emotions making my whole body shake. My cries' coming in harsh gasps. I pressed my hands to my still beating chest, as if my hands pressed there was the only thing keeping my heart together. I cried out animal wails, tears flowing down my face in streams. I lowered myself the rest of the way to the floor. Laying my body out, baring my face in the crook of my arm, letting my emotions take me away.

As I laid there, my body slowly settling in to numbness, one question played across my mind.

Why, why did it have to hurt so much?

With that one thought singing in my thoughts, I let my eyes slowly close, and willingly drifted into that numbness.

Sweetyb: sorry to end that chapter on such a sad note

Kyo: you better be, you can't leave us like this

Sweetyb: why not?

Kyo: because, well… um, I just don't want you to (nerves expression followed by deep blush)

Yuki: (crying of in corner)

Sweetyb: your right I can't leave it like this, well while I'm fixing this in the next chapter how about reviewing this one.