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 Twenty: Yuki
He quietly sighed into the other, gently embracing the boy and reciprocating the actions. Yuki thought his cousin must have completely forgotten himself, because the stubborn, loud, and aggressive neko never seemed the type to be gay. But that did not matter right now, in this moment, and the nezumi's body, all his thoughts, wanted nothing more than to continue. His lips parted under the other's kiss, allowing Kyou full access as his adolescent hormones took over.
The air in the room seemed to grow thick, even with the tiny window open, and Yuki's tensions built as his hands began to roam the uninjured parts of the redhead's muscular body. He was especially careful around the other boy's torso, remembering the broken ribs (that he had caused). Through this wandering, Yuki's slender fingers drawing over the shounen's shoulders, back and hips, the violet-eyed koi discovered something of particular interest; Kyou's hospital gown was held bye three small bows tied down his spine, leaving the back slightly gaping open. Rather coyly, he let the itinerant digits trace onto the exposed flesh, working lower and lower, waiting for the moment Kyou would want to stop.
"Kyou.are you alright with this?" With every breath, every time their lips parted, Yuki spoke softly into the other's ear, "Do you want me to stop.?" Each word reflected the nezumi's insecurity, "Does this make you uncomfortable?." He had never been so intimate with someone. No one, particularly Yuki, could have guessed or even imaged the harsh neko to be the first one this close to him. Tears again welled up in his reddening eyes at the thought that Kyou may eventually remember everything, become his old self again. Regardless of how it would effect the carrot-headed boy's health, Yuki desperately wanted to prevent any such occurrence. 'If you are the only one who feels this way for me.. I'll keep it like this no matter what.'
Chapter Twenty: Yuki
He quietly sighed into the other, gently embracing the boy and reciprocating the actions. Yuki thought his cousin must have completely forgotten himself, because the stubborn, loud, and aggressive neko never seemed the type to be gay. But that did not matter right now, in this moment, and the nezumi's body, all his thoughts, wanted nothing more than to continue. His lips parted under the other's kiss, allowing Kyou full access as his adolescent hormones took over.
The air in the room seemed to grow thick, even with the tiny window open, and Yuki's tensions built as his hands began to roam the uninjured parts of the redhead's muscular body. He was especially careful around the other boy's torso, remembering the broken ribs (that he had caused). Through this wandering, Yuki's slender fingers drawing over the shounen's shoulders, back and hips, the violet-eyed koi discovered something of particular interest; Kyou's hospital gown was held bye three small bows tied down his spine, leaving the back slightly gaping open. Rather coyly, he let the itinerant digits trace onto the exposed flesh, working lower and lower, waiting for the moment Kyou would want to stop.
"Kyou.are you alright with this?" With every breath, every time their lips parted, Yuki spoke softly into the other's ear, "Do you want me to stop.?" Each word reflected the nezumi's insecurity, "Does this make you uncomfortable?." He had never been so intimate with someone. No one, particularly Yuki, could have guessed or even imaged the harsh neko to be the first one this close to him. Tears again welled up in his reddening eyes at the thought that Kyou may eventually remember everything, become his old self again. Regardless of how it would effect the carrot-headed boy's health, Yuki desperately wanted to prevent any such occurrence. 'If you are the only one who feels this way for me.. I'll keep it like this no matter what.'