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 Thirteen (oooh, I'm not generally superstitious, but after that dog clamped down on my hand on the 13th, I'm not so sure):
Adjusting to accommodate for the size of his cousin, Kyou listened to that question so intently that he almost forgot to answer it. " No, " he insisted," It's fine!" However, after a few seconds, he winced audibly, the weight of her arm, albeit light, absolutely crushed his lungs, the broken ribs screaming for the weight to be removed.
"If you could just..." One eye clenched shut, the other half closed, he lifted his cousin's arm off of his ribs, and rested it around his waist. Relaxing once more, he sunk deeper into his pillow. "There, that's much better..." he sighed, almost loosing himself and purring into the warmth.
The way Yuki's warm breath caressed his neck sent shivers up and down his spine, causing him to shudder ever so slightly. He had never before disclosed such information, or at least not that he could remember, but his neck was highly sensitive, and the other's hot breath was almost unbearable against the skin there. Swallowing the lump that was quickly rising in his throat, he tried to think of anything else, to keep his mind off how good it felt, and to keep such problems from escalating.
Chapter Thirteen (oooh, I'm not generally superstitious, but after that dog clamped down on my hand on the 13th, I'm not so sure):
Adjusting to accommodate for the size of his cousin, Kyou listened to that question so intently that he almost forgot to answer it. " No, " he insisted," It's fine!" However, after a few seconds, he winced audibly, the weight of her arm, albeit light, absolutely crushed his lungs, the broken ribs screaming for the weight to be removed.
"If you could just..." One eye clenched shut, the other half closed, he lifted his cousin's arm off of his ribs, and rested it around his waist. Relaxing once more, he sunk deeper into his pillow. "There, that's much better..." he sighed, almost loosing himself and purring into the warmth.
The way Yuki's warm breath caressed his neck sent shivers up and down his spine, causing him to shudder ever so slightly. He had never before disclosed such information, or at least not that he could remember, but his neck was highly sensitive, and the other's hot breath was almost unbearable against the skin there. Swallowing the lump that was quickly rising in his throat, he tried to think of anything else, to keep his mind off how good it felt, and to keep such problems from escalating.