Thx so much for the reviews, they DO keep me motivated. ^^ Sorry!!! English is my second language. I'm not even perfect in my own language, there's no way I can master English without a scratch. I'll keep that in mind when I write the next chapters though. Well, here's chapter 3. Plz enjoy!
(Lily Trindylle) Sorry to make you frustrated. I WANT to give away clues, but I can't. All I was trying to say is that Kyou can be so different from usual. And no one can understand how he feels at that time. I suppose they only transform if they snuggle, ne? Forgive me if I'm wrong. ^^;; Anyway, happy reading.
Chapter 3I find myself in a curled up position when I wake up. Cold. I wonder why can mornings change so fast. Tohru's been away for two weeks. Autumn is near; I suppose I need some blankets to cover me up soon.
I sit up right on my bed and can't resist yawning a little. All my body feels so stiff, which makes me feel better when I stretch my hand out. What will I do today? Damn, school is starting again in a matter of days. No, actually. It's good. Then at least I have something to keep my mind busy.
I make my bed quickly and open
the curtain. Two cars are parked in front of the house. One is unmistakably
Shigure's, the other one must be Hatori's.
Hatori is here? What is he doing here this early?
Such a calm start of a day. I don't mean calm as if it's easing my mind. It's driving me mad. No ohayous from Tohru, no sounds of her doing some work in the kitchen.
I enter the dining room. Great, no food on the table.
"Ohayou…"
I was going to open the fridge when that voice nearly made me jump. In a second thought, it is not Tohru. I bet he just woke up by the look on his scummy face, starching his head. But, when you think of it, he rarely ever says 'ohayou' to me. Our first conversation of the day usually starts with arguments. So, I kind of feel odd when he days that to me.
"What? Something on my face?" He asked.
I didn't realize that I had that look on my face since he said 'ohayou'. I must've been lost in my thoughts for a couple of seconds.
"Nothing. Just get out of my way. You're blocking the fridge." I said in a hurry, not meeting his eyes.
"Tch, I'm also hungry, I'm having the milk. You just go and have something else."
My only reply to that is only a sigh. That sentence from him makes me want to punch him in the face. I turn away out of the kitchen. There's no way I'm going to obey him by giving him the milk and eating something else. I better not eat.
I'm on my way outside to my secret base when I heard Hatori's voice. Right, he's here. Talking to Shigure, cause he's not anywhere in this house. So he must be with Hatori.
"It would be dangerous for her to live in such a place. Especially when it is suspected that that kind of animal lives in that area." His voice is as cool as usual.
"Ha-san, I agree with you. I'm also concerned with her safety. But, didn't we offer for a place here already? They refused, many times."
I find myself not used to hear Shigure's serious tone. He doesn't use it often, maybe because he is always in the much-playing-around mode. But, he can be far too serious when he chooses to. Like, 180 degrees changed.
Who are they talking about? I didn't mean to overhear, but I just happen to. Funny. I lean myself against the wall to capture a better sense of what they're talking about. Keeping my ears aware of any sound behind me, they might notice that I'm here. I need to prepare to run if that happens.
"Shigure, we'll need to go there by ourselves. We can't rely on the kids. They can't convince them enough."
"True. But, keep this matter away from him. You know how worried he'll become if it concerns her."
Who is 'her'? Who are 'they'? And who is 'him'?
The thoughts are suddenly swept away from my mind. Kyou is coming, he's finished doing his stuff in the kitchen. I make my way out of the hallway as soon as possible and out of the house to my secret base. Silently, of course.
At least this garden work keeps me busy for a while. I sometimes think of it as an exercise, better keep fit. I haven't done any exercises for a while. I can't afford to lose to that dumb cat, ever. My shirt is getting soaked by the sweat. I don't know how long have I been here.
I sweep my forehead with my hand from the sweat. It's getting hot, I bet it's somewhere at noon. The sun is nearly up in the middle of the sky. A little more work and I'll be home.
"Yuki."
Excellent. I hope my heart is still okay. I've been surprised twice today that I jumped to my feet this time. I turn over my shoulder to see him dressed in white coat, polite as usual and a calm expression on his face.
I know in an instant that White Haru is in control. Which is good. I still can't imagine fully how irritating and perverted he can become when Black Haru is in action.
"Haru? How do you know I'm here? …Don't say you just accidentally found me because you lost your way to Shigure's house." Better start panicking when Haru travels on his own. He still has no sense of direction.
"Um… not really. I went there already, they said you are not at home. They don't know where you went since the morning and I looked for you myself around the house. Maybe I've been walking too far away from the house and just happened to find you here."
Okay. That's a long explanation. "Why don't you just say you lost your way while trying to find me. Then you didn't have to waste your breath muffling such a long sent -"
"Ara… Yuki! How long have you been here for?! Your shirt is soaking wet!"
Excuse me, I said to myself. I haven't even finished my talk when he cut it abruptly. But- it's true. I better get back home. "I've been here since the morning. What time is it now?"
"Morning?! Now is twelve ten! Go home now! Don't forget you can't stand heat too much, Yuki." He said, accompanied by a worried tone in his voice.
I know he cares about me, but sometimes his concern about me gets on my nerve. Partly because he treats me like a girl, as if he's my prince or something. We walk together back. Of course, I'm on the lead and turn my head regularly to check whether he's still following me or not. Next time he might find himself in the Sahara Desert, lost all the way up there.
"Shigure, tadaima." I shouted quietly when I open the door. Huh, how can you shout quietly. Tch, whatever you say it. I just don't want Kyou to hear me. I know I need better words for this.
Shigure popped out of his room with his glasses on as usual. I bet he's working. Which means Hatori already went home. "Okaeri, Yuki-kun, Haru-kun. Where have you two been? Haru came in and out this morning, only asking to meet you and went out again."
"He got lost. Looking for me." I answered as I walk past his room without meeting his glance.
"Yuki, just get change quick. I don't want you to get cold, and goes up to your weak bronchi again."
I ignore him. I know he's following me to my room. I WANT to ignore him. There he goes again, treating me like a weak-sick person. Kyou raises my degree temper when I discover him walking past me. But he didn't say anything. We are still arguing, remember?
Our arguments never stop. I hate this moment so much, having Kyou watching me treated like a girl by Haru. I just hate it, I wish Haru could stop.
"Haru! Won't you please stop telling me what to do? And look at what are you doing now. You're telling me to get changed but still following me to my room. What do you want?" I'm going to explode, call a fire brigade, someone.
"I… just want to make sure that you get change. You know… you hardly listen to me. That's why I'm following you." Okay, kill me. Because he's right. I rarely listen to him. "Besides, I can't stand how sexy you look in that all-wet shirt."
What?! How dare he said that! In front of Kyou?! Shit and hell, my face feels hot when I realize that I can see my own skin under the wet shirt. I hate him for being right. I hate him more for embarrassing me in front of Kyou. I can see he's looking at me in an awkward way behind Haru. I thought he's going downstairs, why is he still here?!
"THAT'S IT! STOP FOLLOWING ME!"
I slam the door closed fiercely, still feeling the heat seeping through my face and head. I hate him, I hate him, I hate him! I don't know why I hate this world so much. I'm far too embarrassed. But… why would I care so much? Why do I always feel that I need to be on my best in front of him?
Calm down, Yuki.
Who cares. I'm too tired to think. I take out a new shirt from my cupboard, have a shower and go straight to bed. I'm tired, of all this, physically and mentally. Just want to sleep…
"?"
Where am I?
Why am I here?
Why am I running? I'm tired. I'm going to fall in a second. I feel like my legs can't support me anymore. I'm tired- why am I running, since when?
Someone is chasing me. I guess that's why I'm running. Where am I? Where should I run to? It's so dark, I can't see anything. Oh, I can… I'm in a room. But, where?
"Yuki… you look so incredibly fine… I can't stand your beauty, it makes me feel like I want to tear you apart."
"No… please, let me go… don't hurt me, please…"
"Don't plead like that in front of me. It will only make you suffer more."
"Ottousan, Okasan… help me. Please don't hurt me."
"Ottousan? Okasan? They're not here… They won't care whatever happens to you. Just sit back and let me play around with you… ne?"
No. Anyone please stop him. I'm so scared. My god, he's moving closer. Get me out of here, anyone please. Stop him.
Help. HELP ME! –
I… where am I? I can't think. I'm struggling my way out of suffocating. It was a dream. I don't often have dreams, but when I do, they're just flashback of my childhood. The one I had just then is an example. Akito torturing me.
I didn't know where my parents were at that time, and I don't ever think about it till now. Ever since I was a child, I knew what my parents saw me as. I knew calling out for help back then was useless, yet I didn't admit it. I needed and still need someone to protect me. I'm tired of pretending to be strong. I'm just the same like everyone else, I am weak. That's why… that's why I need someone to hold me.
Someone… someone who would offer a shoulder to cry on.
Right. Stop talking about that. What time is it now? I suppose it's still the same day, since it's dark now. It's either night or dawn.
Wrong guess, it's still 7 o'clock. I've been sleeping too much that I lost track of time. I make my way downstairs, automatically proceeding to the kitchen. Where is everybody? I'm home alone?
There's something on the table, and I reach for it as soon as possible. Not curious, just want to find out where are they. Perhaps the notes left on the table are from them. "We are going to buy some food for tomorrow, might be home late. Here's some onigiri I made. Eat them."
I need some glasses to read this, even though my eyes are still functioning perfectly. I'm even surprised that I can still read a writing like that. I put down the notes and a small pile of onigiri is sitting in front of me.
My stomach lurches seeing the food. He's right. I'm hungry. Wait… who made this? I reach out for the note again but didn't find any clue of whose writing is it. This ruffled and messy handwriting would be Kyou. He made this?
Suspicious…
Forgive me for being such a ruckus who complains too much. I eat them all, nevertheless. I'm damn hungry, haven't eaten anything since the morning. Because of HIM.
I never thought I could be that hungry that I finished eating in less than 5 minutes. I'm now too full, after eating like a barbarian. Lucky there's no one around. I'll have to sit around and watch TV till they get back. How boring… damn, I didn't call Tohru today. Baka-neko. If it hadn't been because of him this morning, I would've just stayed home and talked to her in the afternoon.
There's nothing to watch, so I go back to my room, planning to sleep. What time are they coming back? It's 10 o'clock already. Fine, I'll just sleep. No point in waiting for them.
My jaw almost drops to the floor when I open the door to my room. My window is open, letting the night wind sweeping my hair. I almost come to a conclusion that a thief is trying to break in through my window, since it's the only one unlocked in this house. But, it's so dark I can't see anything.
Wonder why I can stay calm? Because I know no one's here. My 'mouse-senses' tells me that. I feel sorry for the thief because there's nothing he or she can steal in this room. I store my valuables away in a secret place. I should turn on the light, I thought.
I was wrong. Someone IS here.
Just when I was about to reach the switch, someone pushed me against the wall. Damn unfortunate that I didn't hit the switch for the lights to be on. I can't see who it is.
He locks my hand against the wall with his, forbidding me to hit him. I can tell he's strong, and I absolutely have no power to push him back. Even with the martial art skills that I have, I'm vulnerable.
Great, now he is kissing me.
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