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 Seventeen: Kyou

Kyou, already half asleep and letting his cousin's soft voice lull him to sleep, had barely caught what Yuki had said to him; finally cluing in just before the `I'm so sorry` part. The mouse blurted that last phrase out with such enthusiasm, that Kyou almost felt guilty himself. He couldn't possibly picture how that event had occurred, and although he wanted to find out more than anything else, the other's breath on his neck silenced him, sending shiver after shiver through his tired body.

He could tell that it would take all of his self-control to not submit to that promising feeling, to remind himself that this was his cousin and he shouldn't be feeling this way for any reason. However, that was the last thing on his mind, and when Yuki began trembling against him, he couldn't stop from wrapping his arms around the other.

Kyou wanted this feeling to stop plaguing him, tempting him to do awful things to his cousin, but it couldn't be beaten. He winced painfully at the thought of pulling away from the more than comfortable embrace, but it had to be done.

Loosening his grip, he pulled away ever so slightly, and when the other's head dropped to the pillow, he tilted his cousin's chin up to face him. Staring into the deepening violet, Kyou lost his words yet again, their faces mere inches apart. He could feel Yuki's warm breath on his cheek, and longed to close his eyes and savour the feeling, but nothing could tear him from those purple depths.

Although it was difficult, his mind finally shouted the words, and a whisper escaped his parted lips. "Why?..."