Title: A fight to Remember
Authors: Purrmeow and Krys
Rating: R (the first few chapters won't seem like it.)
Disclaimer: The characters in this story obviously do not belong to use,
because if they did we would likely be rich and not be writing a fan
fiction, which makes us no money. This story is currently being written in
the format of RPing (role playing) between us, the two authors. To make the
shifts in POV clearer, each reply will be a separate chapter labeled with
the narrating character. This plot takes place just after where the TV
series leaves off. *Note: ~ will be used to indicate flashbacks and * to
indicate a shift to the POV of others characters, such as Tohru or Shigure.
Chapter Six: Yuki
The nezumi nearly jumped out of his skin; Kyou was awake. 'This is amazing; it's a miracle. I didn't kill him!' Yuki felt overjoyed at this release of some guilt. He whispered softly to the stirring boy, "Kyou.it's me, Yuki. I-I'm sorry. Are you.okay?" It was a stupid question. He had broken ribs, punctured lung, and a concussion; of course he was not okay. The dazed neko didn't seem to notice him. Was the concussion that bad? He pulled out the cell phone Shigure had given him for at the hospital. They had to know he woke up.
~~~ Tohru leapt at the beeping of the phone. She had been so distracted by crying for poor Kyou-kun that the foreign sound startled her. The clumsy shoujo nearly tripped on several pieces of furniture before successfully answering the ringing appliance. "Hai, moshi moshi. Tohru desu.he what? Souma-kun, you're talking to fast. Kyou.woke.? HONTOU???!!!" Grabbing her coat and Shigure in one motion, Tohru dashed for the door. ~~~
Yuki sat in silence, waiting, wondering if Kyou would be able to speak. It would be somewhat of a mixed blessing; if Kyou was able to talk, all Yuki would have to listen to would be yelling. Maybe.maybe he wouldn't remember that the mouse had done this. Maybe he wouldn't remember their fight.
Chapter Six: Yuki
The nezumi nearly jumped out of his skin; Kyou was awake. 'This is amazing; it's a miracle. I didn't kill him!' Yuki felt overjoyed at this release of some guilt. He whispered softly to the stirring boy, "Kyou.it's me, Yuki. I-I'm sorry. Are you.okay?" It was a stupid question. He had broken ribs, punctured lung, and a concussion; of course he was not okay. The dazed neko didn't seem to notice him. Was the concussion that bad? He pulled out the cell phone Shigure had given him for at the hospital. They had to know he woke up.
~~~ Tohru leapt at the beeping of the phone. She had been so distracted by crying for poor Kyou-kun that the foreign sound startled her. The clumsy shoujo nearly tripped on several pieces of furniture before successfully answering the ringing appliance. "Hai, moshi moshi. Tohru desu.he what? Souma-kun, you're talking to fast. Kyou.woke.? HONTOU???!!!" Grabbing her coat and Shigure in one motion, Tohru dashed for the door. ~~~
Yuki sat in silence, waiting, wondering if Kyou would be able to speak. It would be somewhat of a mixed blessing; if Kyou was able to talk, all Yuki would have to listen to would be yelling. Maybe.maybe he wouldn't remember that the mouse had done this. Maybe he wouldn't remember their fight.