Chapter 118:
The unexpected screaming startled him out of his skin; no matter what, Kyou was always loud! Quickly covering the redhead's mouth, Yuki silenced the anger.
"Kyou, I don't understand. Before you started this game, what could I have possibly done to you?"
Grabbing the other tightly around his rippling arms (heehee) Yuki forced Kyou to look at him, hand now removed from his koi's mouth. Nothing seemed to make sense anymore. In a bitter mood, he would have simply blamed Shigure, but this ran much deeper.
"Why are you angry, to put it simply?"
Chapter 119:
He drank in the silence, staring into those deepening and hypnotic pools as if he were trapped, but it calmed him, enough to express himself in a way that didn't shatter the decibel scale. It was all so confusing, and how was the mouse expecting him to apologize for something that he didn't understand, nor start.
"I didn't start anything." He stated, sure of this if anything, "but why are you all of a sudden obsessed with me." Wiping away the tears that had begun to fall, he proceeded with a stutter. "You can steal my pride, and can beat me in any fight, but why do you want to steal the only thing I have left? Haven't you won enough already?"
Chapter 120:
"WHAT?!" It felt like a slap in the face. What did Kyou think he was trying to steal, or prove. Love was love and that's all he'd been trying to accomplish. It seemed as though the neko was denser than he looked. Either that or he had no faith in Yuki's motives whatsoever. That was easy to understand.
"Obsessed?...well, maybe, but god Kyou, don't you get it. Why would I try so hard, be so affected by everything you do, unless there was some feeling there. If you can't believe that or even understand it, then I have no reason to be here."
Pulling the blanket tight to cover his nude form, Yuki struggled to his feet, and shuffled down the hall into his small, dark room. When he closed the door behind him, not even bothering with the light, it felt like being in a closet. Tangled in the mass of fabric, the nezumi barely made it to his bed, but somehow managed. And without another thought, he flopped onto the comforting mattress, unable to sleep, but still welcoming the silence.
Chapter 121:
Shigure crept closer, his face unreadable, and quite frankly, Kyou didn't want to know what was written there. Burying his face in his palms, he tried to stop himself, tried to stop the tears; it had been so long, since his mother had killed herself, since he had allowed a single tear to run free. Why did he have to lose it all in front of Yuki? Now he literally had nothing, he was the mouse's punching bag; after all, he was certain that Yuki didn't love him, that this was all part of some elaborate scheme to destroy him, and he had no way of getting out.
At the thought of being trapped, he cried even harder, entire body trembling in fear. When Shigure's hand fell upon his back, he batted it away, screaming as he stumbled out of the room, "Get away from me! All of you! Stop torturing me like this!!!!" Tear burned his dry cheeks, his eyes stung, and his entire body was violently shaking with uncertainty.
HE didn't know how he got there, but he somehow found himself staring at Yuki's door, still cracked ever so slightly. Kyou tried to silence himself, lest the inhabitant of the room hear him, but he knew that he would soon enough be in that room. And sure enough, his trembling hand slid the door open, and through the crack in the door, could see the illuminated form atop the futon.
He couldn't stop here, he had to say something, but what? Choking the words out through sobs, Kyou uttered, "you stole my blanket."
Chapter 122:
Rolling to face the figure in his doorway, Yuki was not surprised to find the neko disheveled and teary, barely holding himself up. It had bee a long time since he'd seen such a face from Kyou. Tender and full of emotion was an expression the perpetually angry teen rarely showed. There seemed only one way to fix this mess. Hobbling to his feet, the nezumi stumbled over to Kyou, still tangled in the constricting blanket, and guided him to the bed. He forced to redhead to lay down, wrapping thin, shivering arms around the mass of heat.
"Baka neko, why are you so worked up over this," the gentle words flowed, "Is there something you need to tell me, or have you suddenly decided to have a sensitive side?" Yuki jested, in a crude attempt to lighten the heavy mood. He let the tanned boy crying into him, remaining still for as long as Kyou needed. Hopefully the sobs were not disturbing Tohru.
Chapter 123: tee hee 1-2-3
He was so shocked, to be held, and to be able to cry unrestricted, years had passed since he had felt this. "Why?" Kyou uttered through nervously chattering teeth, unaware of even having spoken the soft words, and clasped his hands over his tear stained and extremely warm cheeks. It was all coming so fast, and he couldn't stop the emotion from flooding out, leaving him completely vulnerable before the other; he wasn't sure why, but part of him wanted to do this before Yuki. "Why in front of him?"
He didn't want to (Gackt is on TV right now so I am very distracted! did you know he is taller than me!!) break down here, it was the last thing his shaky pride needed, and yet it was all his tormented mind wanted. "Are you lying to me?" the neko couldn't help but beg, " I can't be hurt anymore, so don't use me anymore." And he turned his back on the other, not even sure if he wanted the answer anymore.
Chapter 124:
Wrapping arms tighter around the neko, now facing away from him, Yuki nearly cried. It seemed the teen was now ready to listen and even believe him. Such an opportunity was more than a blessing. But with Kyou looking the other way it just wouldn't be the same. Forcing the quivering youth to meet his steady gaze, Yuki began what he considered the most important words of his life...so far.
"Never." The first line made no sense, and the nezumi didn't waste time continuing, lest his koi misconstrue the fragment. "Never would I lie about something so important to me. I love you, Kyou, no matter what happens. I wouldn't have gone to such extremes if the situation were different. And I can't make you believe me; but I hope, regardless of what we've been through, that you can simply trust me on this."
Chapter 125:
Kyou honestly didn't know what to think, the words were said with all honesty, and he knew for sure this time; however, the problem was now not with the situation, but with him. He was sure he wasn't gay! Well, kinda sure... okay maybe a hint. Okay, he didn't know, but being gay was not the normal thing. And with his own cousin! It was still so confusing, because for the first time since this entire predicament began, he wanted to kiss Yuki. He wanted to feel those lips pressed so intimately against his own, to breath the same air Yuki did.
How could Yuki be so sure of his love, was this not the nezumi's first time with such a strong feeling? Could he be interpreting it properly?
Why did the answer only confuse him more?
Shyly leaning closer, until he could feel and taste Yuki's breathe on his puckered lips, he waited for the courage to do this. This will be the deciding factor. His mind reminded. If you like this, then you are one messed up fag; and if you don't, you can go back to being you. But he just couldn't get the courage, to muster up the will to close that ever so confusing gap.
The unexpected screaming startled him out of his skin; no matter what, Kyou was always loud! Quickly covering the redhead's mouth, Yuki silenced the anger.
"Kyou, I don't understand. Before you started this game, what could I have possibly done to you?"
Grabbing the other tightly around his rippling arms (heehee) Yuki forced Kyou to look at him, hand now removed from his koi's mouth. Nothing seemed to make sense anymore. In a bitter mood, he would have simply blamed Shigure, but this ran much deeper.
"Why are you angry, to put it simply?"
Chapter 119:
He drank in the silence, staring into those deepening and hypnotic pools as if he were trapped, but it calmed him, enough to express himself in a way that didn't shatter the decibel scale. It was all so confusing, and how was the mouse expecting him to apologize for something that he didn't understand, nor start.
"I didn't start anything." He stated, sure of this if anything, "but why are you all of a sudden obsessed with me." Wiping away the tears that had begun to fall, he proceeded with a stutter. "You can steal my pride, and can beat me in any fight, but why do you want to steal the only thing I have left? Haven't you won enough already?"
Chapter 120:
"WHAT?!" It felt like a slap in the face. What did Kyou think he was trying to steal, or prove. Love was love and that's all he'd been trying to accomplish. It seemed as though the neko was denser than he looked. Either that or he had no faith in Yuki's motives whatsoever. That was easy to understand.
"Obsessed?...well, maybe, but god Kyou, don't you get it. Why would I try so hard, be so affected by everything you do, unless there was some feeling there. If you can't believe that or even understand it, then I have no reason to be here."
Pulling the blanket tight to cover his nude form, Yuki struggled to his feet, and shuffled down the hall into his small, dark room. When he closed the door behind him, not even bothering with the light, it felt like being in a closet. Tangled in the mass of fabric, the nezumi barely made it to his bed, but somehow managed. And without another thought, he flopped onto the comforting mattress, unable to sleep, but still welcoming the silence.
Chapter 121:
Shigure crept closer, his face unreadable, and quite frankly, Kyou didn't want to know what was written there. Burying his face in his palms, he tried to stop himself, tried to stop the tears; it had been so long, since his mother had killed herself, since he had allowed a single tear to run free. Why did he have to lose it all in front of Yuki? Now he literally had nothing, he was the mouse's punching bag; after all, he was certain that Yuki didn't love him, that this was all part of some elaborate scheme to destroy him, and he had no way of getting out.
At the thought of being trapped, he cried even harder, entire body trembling in fear. When Shigure's hand fell upon his back, he batted it away, screaming as he stumbled out of the room, "Get away from me! All of you! Stop torturing me like this!!!!" Tear burned his dry cheeks, his eyes stung, and his entire body was violently shaking with uncertainty.
HE didn't know how he got there, but he somehow found himself staring at Yuki's door, still cracked ever so slightly. Kyou tried to silence himself, lest the inhabitant of the room hear him, but he knew that he would soon enough be in that room. And sure enough, his trembling hand slid the door open, and through the crack in the door, could see the illuminated form atop the futon.
He couldn't stop here, he had to say something, but what? Choking the words out through sobs, Kyou uttered, "you stole my blanket."
Chapter 122:
Rolling to face the figure in his doorway, Yuki was not surprised to find the neko disheveled and teary, barely holding himself up. It had bee a long time since he'd seen such a face from Kyou. Tender and full of emotion was an expression the perpetually angry teen rarely showed. There seemed only one way to fix this mess. Hobbling to his feet, the nezumi stumbled over to Kyou, still tangled in the constricting blanket, and guided him to the bed. He forced to redhead to lay down, wrapping thin, shivering arms around the mass of heat.
"Baka neko, why are you so worked up over this," the gentle words flowed, "Is there something you need to tell me, or have you suddenly decided to have a sensitive side?" Yuki jested, in a crude attempt to lighten the heavy mood. He let the tanned boy crying into him, remaining still for as long as Kyou needed. Hopefully the sobs were not disturbing Tohru.
Chapter 123: tee hee 1-2-3
He was so shocked, to be held, and to be able to cry unrestricted, years had passed since he had felt this. "Why?" Kyou uttered through nervously chattering teeth, unaware of even having spoken the soft words, and clasped his hands over his tear stained and extremely warm cheeks. It was all coming so fast, and he couldn't stop the emotion from flooding out, leaving him completely vulnerable before the other; he wasn't sure why, but part of him wanted to do this before Yuki. "Why in front of him?"
He didn't want to (Gackt is on TV right now so I am very distracted! did you know he is taller than me!!) break down here, it was the last thing his shaky pride needed, and yet it was all his tormented mind wanted. "Are you lying to me?" the neko couldn't help but beg, " I can't be hurt anymore, so don't use me anymore." And he turned his back on the other, not even sure if he wanted the answer anymore.
Chapter 124:
Wrapping arms tighter around the neko, now facing away from him, Yuki nearly cried. It seemed the teen was now ready to listen and even believe him. Such an opportunity was more than a blessing. But with Kyou looking the other way it just wouldn't be the same. Forcing the quivering youth to meet his steady gaze, Yuki began what he considered the most important words of his life...so far.
"Never." The first line made no sense, and the nezumi didn't waste time continuing, lest his koi misconstrue the fragment. "Never would I lie about something so important to me. I love you, Kyou, no matter what happens. I wouldn't have gone to such extremes if the situation were different. And I can't make you believe me; but I hope, regardless of what we've been through, that you can simply trust me on this."
Chapter 125:
Kyou honestly didn't know what to think, the words were said with all honesty, and he knew for sure this time; however, the problem was now not with the situation, but with him. He was sure he wasn't gay! Well, kinda sure... okay maybe a hint. Okay, he didn't know, but being gay was not the normal thing. And with his own cousin! It was still so confusing, because for the first time since this entire predicament began, he wanted to kiss Yuki. He wanted to feel those lips pressed so intimately against his own, to breath the same air Yuki did.
How could Yuki be so sure of his love, was this not the nezumi's first time with such a strong feeling? Could he be interpreting it properly?
Why did the answer only confuse him more?
Shyly leaning closer, until he could feel and taste Yuki's breathe on his puckered lips, he waited for the courage to do this. This will be the deciding factor. His mind reminded. If you like this, then you are one messed up fag; and if you don't, you can go back to being you. But he just couldn't get the courage, to muster up the will to close that ever so confusing gap.