*B'ah. o.o I think people are loosing their interest in this fic... either that or they're all too lazy to comment anymore. ;; No worries, though... I'll keep writing new chapters. Truth-be-told, I was hoping it wouldn't get as complicated as it did. Stupid me and my writing-without-thinking... but I can still make this work out the way I want it to! I hope you all hang in there for me! And just for kicks, this chapter's got a few funny parts in it. o_o;*

Yoshi!: "Here I come!" "All right, then!" or "Yeah!"

Aite - Chapter 5 - Resurfacing Feelings (Ah, so I ran out of ideas for Japanese titles... u.u; XD!)

"My thoughts on the subject? I think Yuki bottled everything up inside for far too long and this set it off," Ayame inquired, tapping his chin with an index finger. Golden eyes fixed on Kyo who had been asking more questions than anyone thought possible for him to ask. It was especially odd that he was asking them about Yuki.

"...But why now, though? What's so special about this situation that he just couldn't keep it all inside anymore?" Kyo asked, perking up a bit as his curiosity reached it's peek.

Ayame shrugged as he handed the cat a bowl of soup to hold and finished preparing Yuki's drink, "I don't think he's ever loved someone as much as he loved her." He smirked as he noticed the frown appear on Kyo's face as he said that, "Ah, but apparently... someone must love him a great deal..."

"I don't think *he* is capable of loving."

"I wasn't talking about him." Pausing, he turned to look at Kyo and motioned for him to follow, "..But he is capable of loving and Yuki is proof of that. It might seem like he hates him, but he doesn't. He loves him deeply and doesn't want him to suffer."

"What a crock of bull...! He put Yuki through so much torture, how could he honestly love him?!" Kyo growled, shaking his head in disbelief as the crept closer to Yuki's room. "...Maybe some twisted, jealous love..." trailing off, he quickened his pace until he caught up to Ayame and then slowed back down, "is that what it is?"

"Don't ask such questions. He's an enigma." Ayame gave a slight roll of his eyes as he entered his brothers room, his gaze falling on the boy who had seated himself in a corner. "Ah," he commented as he made his way over to Yuki, "...You're starting to act like him, Yuki."

"Gomen ne," sighing, he retreated to his thoughts, /...I'm better than this. I shouldn't be upset about her! She's my friend and for that I should be happy. I have that much of her love and I'm happy for that./ Violet hues widened as he pulled his legs to his chest, wrapping his arms about them before he rested his chin in the gap between his knees, a small smile creeping onto those lips of his. "Maybe I've been overreacting..." when it came to Tohru? Possibly, but she wasn't the only problem. Akito's actions had made it much worse and Yuki couldn't handle it anymore. Everything he had kept inside for all those years had driven him to the brink of insanity... and he just snapped.

"...Kuso-nezumi..." Kyo muttered as he lowered himself to a sitting position, crimson hues half-lidded as he glances lopsidedly at the mouse.

"What did you say, baka-neko?"

Kyo grimaced, shaking an offending fist at Yuki, "Say that to my face!"

"I just did."

"Ahah, Yuki, that Yuki! Nene," Ayame snickered, slipping between both Kyo and Yuki, "You two mustn't fight! Ah, but it seems the old Yuki is coming back?!" exclaiming this rather proudly, he ruffled the mouses hair a bit, "Tis a happy day!"

"Reaaaally?!" Shigure asked from behind Kyo after he had managed to slip in unnoticed.

"WAH!" the cat exclaimed, jumping so high that he hit the roof. Falling back down, he landed face-first on the floor, those dark eyes of his mutating into duo swirls that spun around and around and around... "...O...w..." ..And then the bowl of soup managed to land upside-down on his head, Kyo became soaked and rather pissed off at this. "...Ugh..." Mumble, mumble, grumble, grumble.

"Gure-san!" golden eyes sparkled in admiration as Ayame leaned over the fallen and dazed cat, grasping the dogs hands with his own.

"Haaai!"

Yuki just blinked at the whole scene and cautiously tried to slip away. He was stopped, however, as Kyo grabbed his leg and pulled him back. Pounding on the floor and trying to kick himself free, Yuki threw a fit. He rarely threw fits like this... but he really didn't want to be in this sort of situation! "Let go!"

"This is your fault!" Kyo was reluctant to let Yuki go, and this was only more evident by the scarlet colour of his face and duo brows furrowed in anger. "You're going to pay for this!" he stated rather proudly (and boldly. o.O;) as he spun the mouse around onto his back and jumped atop him. Grinning as he positioned himself on the boys stomach, he stared down at him as he raised a fist.

"YOSHI!" Ayame and Shigure exclaimed, throwing their arms out after they used the normal form of ritualistic actions - index fingers crossing as they grinned rather immensely. Ayame's arms hadn't managed to miss the red-haired youth and Kyo was sent flying the rest of the way on to Yuki, lips colliding with those of the mouse.

Crimson eyes went wide and ivory cheeks flooded with that semi-familiar red colour, palms resting on the floor were quickly shaped into well-rounded fists as he lingered in this hell-raising position before it registered. Upon noticing the dumbfounded look on Yuki's face, Kyo pushed himself up, hopped to his feet and staggered out of the room while mumbling random apologies and insults directed at the poor Yuki who had all but recovered from this seeming hell he had been forced in to.

Ayame and Shigure blinked, having had front row seats to see the whole 'show' of sorts, and both were left casting confusing glances at each other, half wanting to cling to each other and weep tears of joy and half wanting to point and laugh... They decided to be safe about it and just glance... and snicker... and glance a few more times before slinking out of the room and left Yuki by himself, half petrified and half...blah.

The mouse blinked, violet-hues growing dull again as he tried to comprehend what had just happened. Pushing himself up to a sitting position, slender digits raised to press themselves on those lips of his. "...What...? Did that really... just happen?" he mumbled, cheeks still red from the whole ordeal. He didn't know what to think, all of these new emotions were popping up - emotions he hadn't felt since he admitted to Tohru how much he loved her. He was confused by it, wasn't Kyo his enemy? The stupid cat that he's supposed to hate for some odd reason?

Truth-be-told, Yuki never hated Kyo as much as he let on. Why? Because he didn't believe that fighting over something done in the past (that had nothing to do with Kyo and Yuki as *people* but only the spirits they had been cursed with) would bring anything good in the end. Yuki admired Kyo and his ability to stay rather invisible to everyone else, the way he just seemed to be there and blend in. Yuki could never do that, could he? No, he was always standing out... always noticed.

Rising to his feet, Yuki brushed himself off and left the room, only to slam right into the cat and topple over with him and onto the floor. Water flew everywhere, drenching the already soaked-in-soup Kyo and Yuki at the same time. A rather large bowl slid across the floor and slammed into the wall, a few rags along with it and Yuki's gaze followed them before resting on the fuming Kyo underneath him.

"Na-na-n-n-NANI, CHIKUSO-NEZUMI?!" Kyo stammered, getting red again as he stared into the dark pools of violet that belonged to the mouse. /...Ah... if you look close enough... past the specks of gray... it looks like you can see sta--.../ He snapped back into reality, shaking his head in dismay as he mentally slapped himself, he furrowed those brows of his and offered Yuki a rather harsh glare. "Get... OFF."

"Ah, settle down.." Yuki mused in a sing-song voice, "You get worked up over little things. What was the bowl of water for?" the now shivering boy blinked, raising a brow as he glanced back to the aforementioned bowl.

"I..." the cat started, sighing as he gently pushed the mouse off him. "...I thought I'd help you clean up," he blushed and quickly collected the rags and bowl, "...I thought you'd need help."

"Kyo..."

"..Hmm?"

"You're blushing."

"G'ah!"

Yuki tilted his head as he watched Kyo rub at his cheeks and Yuki's own turned red. He felt odd again, those old feelings popping back up. There was something about Kyo that changed his whole attitude now and he couldn't put a finger on it. Confusing, it was, to feel like this for someone you're supposed to love to hate. Kyo wasn't that bad - he wasn't just tough and quick to get mad. He was caring if he wanted to be and that had been more than proven during the time when Yuki couldn't do anything but sulk. "Arigatou," he whispered as he took a rag from Kyo's hand and started to wipe the liquid off the floor.

Kyo blushed even more profusely now as he threw a rather odd and confused glance in Yuki's direction. "You're welcome," he mumbled just loud enough for the mouse to hear before he cleared his throat, tugging somewhat on the collar of his shirt. "...Baka-nezumi..."

*This chapter is DONE. ....u.u; I can't write anymore. My fingers are going to fall off... but I hope you liked it. ^-^;;; ... Aha... yeah... anyway... I'll post the next chapter as soon as I think of what it's going t be about. o.O;*