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 Nineteen: Kyou
He would have blinked at the actions of his cousin, but he was even too far in shock to do that. `What was that?' He silently asked himself, the feel of Yuki's lips still burning on his cheek, and one moist tear trailing down from the spot Yuki had so fondly kissed. He was even breathless from the shock... were they really the close cousins he had imagined? Were they not immediate? Were his newfound feelings finally being returned? Although in a bit of an awkward way...
Bombarded by questions, Kyou was beyond confused, he was hopelessly lost; and he couldn't even stop himself when he began to lightly kiss the salty tears off the dark-haired beauty's face. He was even helpless to stop his lips from descending upon Yuki's own, softly trailing his tongue across the nezumi's lower lip. *** He, he, he ...***
Chapter Nineteen: Kyou
He would have blinked at the actions of his cousin, but he was even too far in shock to do that. `What was that?' He silently asked himself, the feel of Yuki's lips still burning on his cheek, and one moist tear trailing down from the spot Yuki had so fondly kissed. He was even breathless from the shock... were they really the close cousins he had imagined? Were they not immediate? Were his newfound feelings finally being returned? Although in a bit of an awkward way...
Bombarded by questions, Kyou was beyond confused, he was hopelessly lost; and he couldn't even stop himself when he began to lightly kiss the salty tears off the dark-haired beauty's face. He was even helpless to stop his lips from descending upon Yuki's own, softly trailing his tongue across the nezumi's lower lip. *** He, he, he ...***