Chapter Ninety-Five:
The nerve of the mouse! After all he had said and done, he would have thought that the ever-forward mouse would finally get the picture. However, this was unlike any other kiss that he had received, although his repertoire was small, and he allowed it to persist. The entire atmosphere begged for it to continue, and he could feel the other's chest expand against his, perfectly synchronized.
Responding to the kiss, he took control, and dominated the action, part his lips, and tilting his head ever so slightly, tightening the lip lock. Hand weakly clasping Yuki's trembling shoulder, he pulled the shounen closer, and deepened the kiss as Yuki sagged against him.
It was exactly as he had expected; the love wasn't there, but he wouldn't let that ruin the moment.
Chapter Ninety-six:
The moment was beyond amazing; Yuki felt every cell in his body vibrating in excitement. He was bound to take it the wrong way. From the second Kyou's lips pressed into his, the nezumi was convinced that his koi had fallen for him as well. The mere minutes of the kiss were too much for what little emotion Kyou could actually be trying to convey.
However, to keep in high spirits, Yuki left it at that; he would go no further...tonight that is. If what the vulnerable teen felt in the kiss was true, this may occur again. With the last breath joined to Kyou, he let out a sigh, resting back onto the neko's firm chest. Sleep came quickly upon heavy eyelids, and Yuki found himself in an impossible dream world, surround by Kyou.
Chapter Ninety-seven:
Surprised at how fast Yuki had drifted into a peaceful sleep, Kyou could do nothing but stare at his cousin, curled up on top of him. The thick, dark fringe of eyelashes that fell upon the others cheek, and the way he had positioned himself, hiding his flat chest beneath crossed arms, he really did look like a woman; and not just woman, one of those frightfully delicate ones that you always were afraid of breaking.
He tried to fall asleep, to allow his breathing to once more synchronize with that of the other's, but he just couldn't. His mind was rampant, and quite frankly, annoying him to no end at the moment, and a mind full of questions was always a very awake mind.
Grumbling to himself, about himself, he carefully rolled the other off of him, and after assuring that the other had not been awaken by the action, he proceeded out the door. Perhaps a snack would ease his active mind, so he quietly crept down the stairs, into the empty kitchen, and began to cook an omelet.
Why and omelet? He didn't know, but he had amazingly enough, found many other things in the kitchen that needed to be done, and thus didn't notice the pass in time, or the slowly emptying refrigerator. That is, until the bright rays of the sun burnt his eyes, and a whining cry from behind him caused his half dressed body to pounce at the intruder, however unprepared the young shoujo was.
Chapter Ninety-eight:
Yuki, have been so enraptured in his dream, was jolted awake by the sudden crash from downstairs. Sluggishly arising, he made his way into the kitchen, following an equally sleepy Shigure to examine the accident scene. They entered the kitchen to find Tohru, with a hissing neko atop her chest. Collecting her senses, the petite brunette gathered Kyou into her arms for an early morning hug.
The nezumi's eyes burned with jealously, in the light of the rising sun, which coincidentally also made his eyes sore. Their houseguest made such a common thing of taking all of Kyou's attention, which did not bother him until lately. Before, he could have cared less what his cousin was occupied with, as long as he was no part of it. This was much more difficult, because they had very little reason to be involved in each other's activities. But when Tohru's eyes met his with concern and questioning, Yuki forced a smile; he did not want to discuss his affections.
The smell of burning breakfast quickly changed the topic at hand, and the half-awake teen assisted her in moving the food to the table. Still barely conscious, he nearly tripped several times, making very close saves of their breakfast. When Kyou finally returned, he was invited to join them, at his usual place across from Yuki. The meal proceeded awkwardly quietly. To break the tension, the nervous shounen inquired to the recent events of school, having been absent for a few days now, along with his cousin.
"Are there any major assignments or quizzes coming up?"
Chapter Ninety-nine:
His heartbeat was still racing, and the hairs on his arms were sticked prickly from the surprise. But the bags under his eyes must have been more than obvious, and thus he dismissed his reaction as his being tired, and allowed his mind to digress into its usual state." It's not like the teachers will care if we do it anyhow, all they care about is our marks on tests." He felt his usual cynicism return, and was thankful for that, because it kept his mind of the rat for a little while. He was beginning to go numb from thinking about that oddity; something that had occupied the long, tiring night.
Tohru quickly gulped down her words, a little hurt at Kyou's snappish attitude, believing that it was all her fault. Quickly filling her mouth with a piece of omolette, she nearly chocked on the words, " Kyou kun! Oishii! Hontou ni oishii!" It was amazing, seeing that this was her first time to really. fully taste the neko's culinary art.
He simply shrugged the compliment off with a , "maa ne..."
Chapter One hundred: dun dun dun duuuuuuuuuuuuuunn.
Yuki courteously assisted in cleaning up the dishes, hoping to steal Tohru away from his neko. She was always eager to talk to either, so the naive girl accepted his offer without turning towards Kyou. The kitchen was amazingly quiet with only the two of them. Tohru hummed as she wiped the remains of breakfast off sparkling wet plates. Yuki watched in fascination, the glint of light of the water teasing his sensitive eyes. He inched closer to the oblivious shoujo, breath drifting to rustle the perfectly brushed chocolate strands.
"I do care about you and you're happiness, Honda-san, but..." Yuki was afraid to finish. He thought he would never intentionally hurt the princess of their house, and yet he would never expected her to be in the way. "...don't.....don't steal my Kyou..." He looked away from her, eyes hidden in shame. At that moment, her desire to hug him, comfort the irreconcilable nezumi, was crystal clear. Hands reached up to his thin shoulders, in a distant embrace.
"I wouldn't....couldn't do that to you..." The teary-eyed brunette stuttered. The clang of a plate on the kitchen floor stunned them, two sets of eyes shooting to the entrance of the kitchen.
"We should get going..."
Chapter One hundred and one: WOOF!!!
So his assumptions were true, Yuki really just used him, and expected that while Kyou was distracted with that, he could steal Tohru. He wasn't sure whether to be enraged, or to cry, although he was obviously going to choose the first. "I'm leaving!" He shouted as he stormed away from the kitchen entrance, only pausing briefly enough to pick up his school clothes, before he ran.
Why did it hurt so much? Why did he feel like crying? Something he hadn't done since his mother died. And why did he even think of grabbing that stupid uniform?
Perhaps he needed something like school to take his mind off of the traitorous rat, or perhaps he just needed to find someone. At the moment anyone was better than Yuki; and although he had finally been acquainted with being alone, Yuki's teasing was too much.
He would show Yuki the meaning of being jealous, although he was most surely NOT!
Chapter One Hundred Two:
He clung to her hand desperately as they chased the neko to school. Why was he so upset? As they neared the building looming before them, a ringing pounded through their ears; class was starting. Kyou was now on his own to come to school.
The pair made their way into the usual room, sitting in their usual desks. The teacher initiated the lesson, seemingly not taking notice of Kyou's absence. It went on and one, and Yuki couldn't stop staring at the empty desk, cursing the redhead's disappearance. It had to have something to do with the kitchen; what had he heard? Once lunch began, the nezumi set off to find his cousin, but was quickly stopped by the person he couldn't help but blame for the mishap.
"Yuki, are you still trying to find Kyou? Maybe he wants some time alone...who knows what he's thinking right now, ne?" The gentle brunette guided him over to a sunny spot where her weird friends were already eating their lunch. Reluctantly, he joined them, needing some time to cool off himself. The ridiculous jokes and silly games filled up his time like icy water over a burn. With only ten minutes until the afternoon classes, Yuki lay back to simply listen to the girls' conversation, basking in the warm rays penetrating his skin.
Chapter Two hundred three:
The warm rays of the mid-noon sun made his tanned skin shine exposed by the gaping jacket, and he sighed heavily. He was in the one place he always went when he needed to think, and if any idiot wished to find him, they'd know where to look. So far he had proven to be unwanted, and that there seemed to be a sever lacking of idiots in the school.
It would have been a nice break to think about the current situation between himself, and his extremely horny cousin, but there was no longer anything to think about. Yuki had Tohru, and Kyou was alone once more. It was always that way, mouse beats the cat through cruel trickery, and it probably always would be. However, he was determined to prove that the cat could win, even if he died trying!
But at the moment, he really felt as though he were dying; he had been stingy when it came to breakfast, and was stupid enough to forget his lunch. Maybe the best option was to just return home, and make himself something, then he could return to his plan of jealousy! That was his goal, and he was determined to win; this time more so than ever before!
Climbing over the fenced barricade, he leapt from the roof, having decided to return home instead of waiting for the sun to fry his flesh, so he would finally have something to eat. After all, it wasn't the first time he had returned home in a huff, and Shigure's company had cleared his head last time.
Chapter One hundred four:
Resounding through his ears, the bell signaled their return to class...alone. 'Where is that baka neko?' The said feline had yet to appear after his morning 'jog'. Tohru gave a nervous glance around the campus before heading inside. Her concern was always sweet and appreciated, but it still irritated Yuki to think it would not be him to cry at Kyou's disappearance. He shook the feeling off, though, and joined his brunette companion in the class.
Gazing out the window, the prince seemed oblivious every time the teacher called on him. It was unimaginable that Yuki would not know the answers, so their instructor merely assumed he was not feeling well, and politely asked him to see the nurse. The walk was quick, and he encountered no one along the way.
Stepping inside the small, white office, a thermometer was immediately shoved into his mouth, two hands forcing him onto the cot in the corner. The shock alone could have killed him. With a normal temperature, and no visible signs of illness, the nurse had no choice but to ask why he was there.
"My teacher believes me to be ill, and asked me to spend the remainder of the afternoon here. If that's a problem, I will leave." The nurse shook her head furiously in response, and left him to rest. All Yuki could think about was Kyou. In a game of connect the dots on the stucco ceiling, he created Kyou's face in any pose imaginable. One long, outstretched arm traced these patterns from one side of the room to the other. Finally, as though lying down really does make you tired, Yuki drifted off. His vision went white, and from the mist of unconsciousness, Kyou came to him, arms open to embrace.
Chapter One hundred five:
He wasn't sure why he had taken the long way home, but it was nearly half past three when he stepped into the entrance, and slipped off his shoes. He knew that Yuki and Tohru, 'oh what a happy couple they make' he spitefully injected; would be home within the half hour, and that the carefully formulated plan that he had occupied his mind with all afternoon would have to be brought to action, and fast.
Taking the outside balcony to Shigure's office, he fell onto the bamboo balcony, and allowed himself to bathe in the sun, gakuran hanging open to expose his lean torso. Entwining his fingers above his head, he stretched his tired body as much as he could, arching his back ever so slightly as he softly grunted in response.
"So I see someone is skipping school." Shigure playfully jested, pausing in his typing to take a good look at the oddly acting neko.
Kyou attempted to look angry, but it didn't work, so he crossed his arms behind his head, and non-chalantly added, " I didn't feel like going today." Every word was well rehearsed in his head, and Shigure was falling right into it; predictable mutt.
"Oh, well then do you mind telling me why you left here in such a huff this morning?" Shigure stepped up from his computer, his tall frame towering over the sunbathing neko. There was a hint of intrigue in his eyes, and he squatted before the other, intently awaiting a response.
" No I don't," Kyou added with a smile, perching himself up on his elbows, he found himself face to face with the next step of his plan. He could here the screen door open and close, and voices resound in the entrance.
The inu's face was quick to turn to the noise, and Kyou was quick to wrap his hand around the other's neck, draw it back, and within a few seconds, attach his lips to Shigure's.
Chapter One-o-six:
Though their voices so cheerfully echoed through the house, the pair remained quite concerned for the missing neko. They could only hope he had returned home. Tohru dashed off to the kitchen to prepare a snack, so Yuki automatically was left with asking Shigure if he'd seen the boy in question.
Carelessly entering the study, door already open crack, the unsuspecting nezumi was presented with a horrifying sight; the inu was sprawled atop his koi, like he owned the redhead. Without thinking, Yuki burst full into the room, across the balcony and threw Shigure from the neko, slapping him with all the force he could muster. He stood silently, eyes burning into the crimson pools of spite.
The tears couldn't be helped; he ran from the claustrophobic enclosure, through the kitchen and out the door. There was only one place he could stay. Bad weather had not made a friend of his garden, and his repeated visits to the hospital had prevented his usual care to the secret base. He flopped to the muddy earth, breath heaving, as he tried to forget the image burned into his mind.
Chapter 107:
He growled at the reaction he'd received from the jealous mouse, but honestly, it was all going exactly as Kyou had planned; and if he could put up with kissing Shigure a few more times, then he would be on top once more. In fact, Shigure wasn't all that bad at kissing, in fact he kinda had a knack for the act, and Kyou's were still a little tingly.
Crawling over to the fallen inu, Kyou helped him up into a sitting position, and falsely tended to the brightening bruise on his cheek. "You better put something cold on that soon, or else it will be a real nasty bruise." Kyou directed, his years of treating such injuries so vast that he could be considered a doctor in the art.
However, Shigure did not move, his near black eyes staring directly into Kyou's, almost hypnotic. "I know what you are trying to do Kyou." He flat out stated, still unmoving, his voice eerily deep. "And you are lucky that I am willing to participate in this madness."
Kyou gulped down the lump in his throat, and prepared to speak, but was cut off by the inu once more.
"However, you will owe me a favor afterwards, and I intend your pride will help you keep your word." One of those smiles came back to his lips, one of the smiles that left you feeling not quite comfortable, and sent shivers up and down your spine.
One surprisingly soft palm raised and lightly brushed across Kyou's warm chest, toying with a nipple until Kyou's breath quickened, and it beaded. Kyou couldn't believe that he was reacting this was to Shigure's touch, it was irresponsible, and yet so intoxicating. When Shigure's lips brushed lightly against his own, he couldn't help but mewl when they didn't descend for a kiss. "Understand?" His voice was barely above a whisper, husky atop Kyou's lips, and the neko just sat speechless, awaiting the next touch.
It felt as though in one huge swoop, Shigure threw himself up to his feet, and the baffled Kyou could only stare, confused, as the now joking puppy piped, "Well, I gotta go tend to this before it bruises." And the door was slid closed behind the brunette, leaving Kyou feeling more alone and confused than ever before.
The nerve of the mouse! After all he had said and done, he would have thought that the ever-forward mouse would finally get the picture. However, this was unlike any other kiss that he had received, although his repertoire was small, and he allowed it to persist. The entire atmosphere begged for it to continue, and he could feel the other's chest expand against his, perfectly synchronized.
Responding to the kiss, he took control, and dominated the action, part his lips, and tilting his head ever so slightly, tightening the lip lock. Hand weakly clasping Yuki's trembling shoulder, he pulled the shounen closer, and deepened the kiss as Yuki sagged against him.
It was exactly as he had expected; the love wasn't there, but he wouldn't let that ruin the moment.
Chapter Ninety-six:
The moment was beyond amazing; Yuki felt every cell in his body vibrating in excitement. He was bound to take it the wrong way. From the second Kyou's lips pressed into his, the nezumi was convinced that his koi had fallen for him as well. The mere minutes of the kiss were too much for what little emotion Kyou could actually be trying to convey.
However, to keep in high spirits, Yuki left it at that; he would go no further...tonight that is. If what the vulnerable teen felt in the kiss was true, this may occur again. With the last breath joined to Kyou, he let out a sigh, resting back onto the neko's firm chest. Sleep came quickly upon heavy eyelids, and Yuki found himself in an impossible dream world, surround by Kyou.
Chapter Ninety-seven:
Surprised at how fast Yuki had drifted into a peaceful sleep, Kyou could do nothing but stare at his cousin, curled up on top of him. The thick, dark fringe of eyelashes that fell upon the others cheek, and the way he had positioned himself, hiding his flat chest beneath crossed arms, he really did look like a woman; and not just woman, one of those frightfully delicate ones that you always were afraid of breaking.
He tried to fall asleep, to allow his breathing to once more synchronize with that of the other's, but he just couldn't. His mind was rampant, and quite frankly, annoying him to no end at the moment, and a mind full of questions was always a very awake mind.
Grumbling to himself, about himself, he carefully rolled the other off of him, and after assuring that the other had not been awaken by the action, he proceeded out the door. Perhaps a snack would ease his active mind, so he quietly crept down the stairs, into the empty kitchen, and began to cook an omelet.
Why and omelet? He didn't know, but he had amazingly enough, found many other things in the kitchen that needed to be done, and thus didn't notice the pass in time, or the slowly emptying refrigerator. That is, until the bright rays of the sun burnt his eyes, and a whining cry from behind him caused his half dressed body to pounce at the intruder, however unprepared the young shoujo was.
Chapter Ninety-eight:
Yuki, have been so enraptured in his dream, was jolted awake by the sudden crash from downstairs. Sluggishly arising, he made his way into the kitchen, following an equally sleepy Shigure to examine the accident scene. They entered the kitchen to find Tohru, with a hissing neko atop her chest. Collecting her senses, the petite brunette gathered Kyou into her arms for an early morning hug.
The nezumi's eyes burned with jealously, in the light of the rising sun, which coincidentally also made his eyes sore. Their houseguest made such a common thing of taking all of Kyou's attention, which did not bother him until lately. Before, he could have cared less what his cousin was occupied with, as long as he was no part of it. This was much more difficult, because they had very little reason to be involved in each other's activities. But when Tohru's eyes met his with concern and questioning, Yuki forced a smile; he did not want to discuss his affections.
The smell of burning breakfast quickly changed the topic at hand, and the half-awake teen assisted her in moving the food to the table. Still barely conscious, he nearly tripped several times, making very close saves of their breakfast. When Kyou finally returned, he was invited to join them, at his usual place across from Yuki. The meal proceeded awkwardly quietly. To break the tension, the nervous shounen inquired to the recent events of school, having been absent for a few days now, along with his cousin.
"Are there any major assignments or quizzes coming up?"
Chapter Ninety-nine:
His heartbeat was still racing, and the hairs on his arms were sticked prickly from the surprise. But the bags under his eyes must have been more than obvious, and thus he dismissed his reaction as his being tired, and allowed his mind to digress into its usual state." It's not like the teachers will care if we do it anyhow, all they care about is our marks on tests." He felt his usual cynicism return, and was thankful for that, because it kept his mind of the rat for a little while. He was beginning to go numb from thinking about that oddity; something that had occupied the long, tiring night.
Tohru quickly gulped down her words, a little hurt at Kyou's snappish attitude, believing that it was all her fault. Quickly filling her mouth with a piece of omolette, she nearly chocked on the words, " Kyou kun! Oishii! Hontou ni oishii!" It was amazing, seeing that this was her first time to really. fully taste the neko's culinary art.
He simply shrugged the compliment off with a , "maa ne..."
Chapter One hundred: dun dun dun duuuuuuuuuuuuuunn.
Yuki courteously assisted in cleaning up the dishes, hoping to steal Tohru away from his neko. She was always eager to talk to either, so the naive girl accepted his offer without turning towards Kyou. The kitchen was amazingly quiet with only the two of them. Tohru hummed as she wiped the remains of breakfast off sparkling wet plates. Yuki watched in fascination, the glint of light of the water teasing his sensitive eyes. He inched closer to the oblivious shoujo, breath drifting to rustle the perfectly brushed chocolate strands.
"I do care about you and you're happiness, Honda-san, but..." Yuki was afraid to finish. He thought he would never intentionally hurt the princess of their house, and yet he would never expected her to be in the way. "...don't.....don't steal my Kyou..." He looked away from her, eyes hidden in shame. At that moment, her desire to hug him, comfort the irreconcilable nezumi, was crystal clear. Hands reached up to his thin shoulders, in a distant embrace.
"I wouldn't....couldn't do that to you..." The teary-eyed brunette stuttered. The clang of a plate on the kitchen floor stunned them, two sets of eyes shooting to the entrance of the kitchen.
"We should get going..."
Chapter One hundred and one: WOOF!!!
So his assumptions were true, Yuki really just used him, and expected that while Kyou was distracted with that, he could steal Tohru. He wasn't sure whether to be enraged, or to cry, although he was obviously going to choose the first. "I'm leaving!" He shouted as he stormed away from the kitchen entrance, only pausing briefly enough to pick up his school clothes, before he ran.
Why did it hurt so much? Why did he feel like crying? Something he hadn't done since his mother died. And why did he even think of grabbing that stupid uniform?
Perhaps he needed something like school to take his mind off of the traitorous rat, or perhaps he just needed to find someone. At the moment anyone was better than Yuki; and although he had finally been acquainted with being alone, Yuki's teasing was too much.
He would show Yuki the meaning of being jealous, although he was most surely NOT!
Chapter One Hundred Two:
He clung to her hand desperately as they chased the neko to school. Why was he so upset? As they neared the building looming before them, a ringing pounded through their ears; class was starting. Kyou was now on his own to come to school.
The pair made their way into the usual room, sitting in their usual desks. The teacher initiated the lesson, seemingly not taking notice of Kyou's absence. It went on and one, and Yuki couldn't stop staring at the empty desk, cursing the redhead's disappearance. It had to have something to do with the kitchen; what had he heard? Once lunch began, the nezumi set off to find his cousin, but was quickly stopped by the person he couldn't help but blame for the mishap.
"Yuki, are you still trying to find Kyou? Maybe he wants some time alone...who knows what he's thinking right now, ne?" The gentle brunette guided him over to a sunny spot where her weird friends were already eating their lunch. Reluctantly, he joined them, needing some time to cool off himself. The ridiculous jokes and silly games filled up his time like icy water over a burn. With only ten minutes until the afternoon classes, Yuki lay back to simply listen to the girls' conversation, basking in the warm rays penetrating his skin.
Chapter Two hundred three:
The warm rays of the mid-noon sun made his tanned skin shine exposed by the gaping jacket, and he sighed heavily. He was in the one place he always went when he needed to think, and if any idiot wished to find him, they'd know where to look. So far he had proven to be unwanted, and that there seemed to be a sever lacking of idiots in the school.
It would have been a nice break to think about the current situation between himself, and his extremely horny cousin, but there was no longer anything to think about. Yuki had Tohru, and Kyou was alone once more. It was always that way, mouse beats the cat through cruel trickery, and it probably always would be. However, he was determined to prove that the cat could win, even if he died trying!
But at the moment, he really felt as though he were dying; he had been stingy when it came to breakfast, and was stupid enough to forget his lunch. Maybe the best option was to just return home, and make himself something, then he could return to his plan of jealousy! That was his goal, and he was determined to win; this time more so than ever before!
Climbing over the fenced barricade, he leapt from the roof, having decided to return home instead of waiting for the sun to fry his flesh, so he would finally have something to eat. After all, it wasn't the first time he had returned home in a huff, and Shigure's company had cleared his head last time.
Chapter One hundred four:
Resounding through his ears, the bell signaled their return to class...alone. 'Where is that baka neko?' The said feline had yet to appear after his morning 'jog'. Tohru gave a nervous glance around the campus before heading inside. Her concern was always sweet and appreciated, but it still irritated Yuki to think it would not be him to cry at Kyou's disappearance. He shook the feeling off, though, and joined his brunette companion in the class.
Gazing out the window, the prince seemed oblivious every time the teacher called on him. It was unimaginable that Yuki would not know the answers, so their instructor merely assumed he was not feeling well, and politely asked him to see the nurse. The walk was quick, and he encountered no one along the way.
Stepping inside the small, white office, a thermometer was immediately shoved into his mouth, two hands forcing him onto the cot in the corner. The shock alone could have killed him. With a normal temperature, and no visible signs of illness, the nurse had no choice but to ask why he was there.
"My teacher believes me to be ill, and asked me to spend the remainder of the afternoon here. If that's a problem, I will leave." The nurse shook her head furiously in response, and left him to rest. All Yuki could think about was Kyou. In a game of connect the dots on the stucco ceiling, he created Kyou's face in any pose imaginable. One long, outstretched arm traced these patterns from one side of the room to the other. Finally, as though lying down really does make you tired, Yuki drifted off. His vision went white, and from the mist of unconsciousness, Kyou came to him, arms open to embrace.
Chapter One hundred five:
He wasn't sure why he had taken the long way home, but it was nearly half past three when he stepped into the entrance, and slipped off his shoes. He knew that Yuki and Tohru, 'oh what a happy couple they make' he spitefully injected; would be home within the half hour, and that the carefully formulated plan that he had occupied his mind with all afternoon would have to be brought to action, and fast.
Taking the outside balcony to Shigure's office, he fell onto the bamboo balcony, and allowed himself to bathe in the sun, gakuran hanging open to expose his lean torso. Entwining his fingers above his head, he stretched his tired body as much as he could, arching his back ever so slightly as he softly grunted in response.
"So I see someone is skipping school." Shigure playfully jested, pausing in his typing to take a good look at the oddly acting neko.
Kyou attempted to look angry, but it didn't work, so he crossed his arms behind his head, and non-chalantly added, " I didn't feel like going today." Every word was well rehearsed in his head, and Shigure was falling right into it; predictable mutt.
"Oh, well then do you mind telling me why you left here in such a huff this morning?" Shigure stepped up from his computer, his tall frame towering over the sunbathing neko. There was a hint of intrigue in his eyes, and he squatted before the other, intently awaiting a response.
" No I don't," Kyou added with a smile, perching himself up on his elbows, he found himself face to face with the next step of his plan. He could here the screen door open and close, and voices resound in the entrance.
The inu's face was quick to turn to the noise, and Kyou was quick to wrap his hand around the other's neck, draw it back, and within a few seconds, attach his lips to Shigure's.
Chapter One-o-six:
Though their voices so cheerfully echoed through the house, the pair remained quite concerned for the missing neko. They could only hope he had returned home. Tohru dashed off to the kitchen to prepare a snack, so Yuki automatically was left with asking Shigure if he'd seen the boy in question.
Carelessly entering the study, door already open crack, the unsuspecting nezumi was presented with a horrifying sight; the inu was sprawled atop his koi, like he owned the redhead. Without thinking, Yuki burst full into the room, across the balcony and threw Shigure from the neko, slapping him with all the force he could muster. He stood silently, eyes burning into the crimson pools of spite.
The tears couldn't be helped; he ran from the claustrophobic enclosure, through the kitchen and out the door. There was only one place he could stay. Bad weather had not made a friend of his garden, and his repeated visits to the hospital had prevented his usual care to the secret base. He flopped to the muddy earth, breath heaving, as he tried to forget the image burned into his mind.
Chapter 107:
He growled at the reaction he'd received from the jealous mouse, but honestly, it was all going exactly as Kyou had planned; and if he could put up with kissing Shigure a few more times, then he would be on top once more. In fact, Shigure wasn't all that bad at kissing, in fact he kinda had a knack for the act, and Kyou's were still a little tingly.
Crawling over to the fallen inu, Kyou helped him up into a sitting position, and falsely tended to the brightening bruise on his cheek. "You better put something cold on that soon, or else it will be a real nasty bruise." Kyou directed, his years of treating such injuries so vast that he could be considered a doctor in the art.
However, Shigure did not move, his near black eyes staring directly into Kyou's, almost hypnotic. "I know what you are trying to do Kyou." He flat out stated, still unmoving, his voice eerily deep. "And you are lucky that I am willing to participate in this madness."
Kyou gulped down the lump in his throat, and prepared to speak, but was cut off by the inu once more.
"However, you will owe me a favor afterwards, and I intend your pride will help you keep your word." One of those smiles came back to his lips, one of the smiles that left you feeling not quite comfortable, and sent shivers up and down your spine.
One surprisingly soft palm raised and lightly brushed across Kyou's warm chest, toying with a nipple until Kyou's breath quickened, and it beaded. Kyou couldn't believe that he was reacting this was to Shigure's touch, it was irresponsible, and yet so intoxicating. When Shigure's lips brushed lightly against his own, he couldn't help but mewl when they didn't descend for a kiss. "Understand?" His voice was barely above a whisper, husky atop Kyou's lips, and the neko just sat speechless, awaiting the next touch.
It felt as though in one huge swoop, Shigure threw himself up to his feet, and the baffled Kyou could only stare, confused, as the now joking puppy piped, "Well, I gotta go tend to this before it bruises." And the door was slid closed behind the brunette, leaving Kyou feeling more alone and confused than ever before.