Chapter Thirty-one: Kyou, ( I can't think of a good title)
He had been avoiding this kind of contact all morning, avoiding being this close to the one that could set his hormones off so easily, and this moment alone was almost killer. It had been difficult, battling the question round, but he seemed to have parried with relative accuracy, and that crowd had just begun to dissipate; however, this was one battle Kyou was not even near prepared for... He had to duel with himself instead, resist the urge to pounce atop his cousin, and resume where they had left off in the hospital room; and Yuki's close proximity wasn't helping his internal battle in the least.
Swallowing his desires, he turned to face the other and took a step back, although still too close for comfort, and injected, " I think the most difficult part is finished." Although he knew, the worst had yet to come. "I think I'll survive..."
However, his voice was a little more quaky than he had intended, and he could only hope that suspicion didn't draw the other closer, because with even one step, Kyou knew he would no longer be able to hold back. Like the first swing in a fight, if Yuki so much as provoked him, he would react. Deciding that was the perfect analogy, he turned towards the classroom, only hoping that what he had imagined wouldn't happen. He didn't want to have to complicate the situation even more, and he was quickly falling for the mousy coloured Souma.
He had been avoiding this kind of contact all morning, avoiding being this close to the one that could set his hormones off so easily, and this moment alone was almost killer. It had been difficult, battling the question round, but he seemed to have parried with relative accuracy, and that crowd had just begun to dissipate; however, this was one battle Kyou was not even near prepared for... He had to duel with himself instead, resist the urge to pounce atop his cousin, and resume where they had left off in the hospital room; and Yuki's close proximity wasn't helping his internal battle in the least.
Swallowing his desires, he turned to face the other and took a step back, although still too close for comfort, and injected, " I think the most difficult part is finished." Although he knew, the worst had yet to come. "I think I'll survive..."
However, his voice was a little more quaky than he had intended, and he could only hope that suspicion didn't draw the other closer, because with even one step, Kyou knew he would no longer be able to hold back. Like the first swing in a fight, if Yuki so much as provoked him, he would react. Deciding that was the perfect analogy, he turned towards the classroom, only hoping that what he had imagined wouldn't happen. He didn't want to have to complicate the situation even more, and he was quickly falling for the mousy coloured Souma.