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Kiss Goodnight, Part 2
That night, once they had arrived home, Kyou went directly to his room. He dropped his bag on the floor and stared out the window. "Damn it all! Not only do I have the Rat and Shigure competing for her attention, I'll now have Haru and Momiji! And she'll split her attention to all of us equally in that kind, loving…way of hers," he finished on a sigh. He let his head fall back between his shoulders. "Oi, what the hell do I care, " he muttered as he fell back onto the bed. He stared at the ceiling before slowly lifting his hand to his forehead. Her lips had touched him. He closed his eyes. "Tohru," he whispered before he fell asleep.
"Kyou…Kyou…Wake up, Kyou…"
He slowly opened his eyes to find her there, leaning over him, and pressing her hand against his cheek. It felt cool and soft. Damn it all, he was flushing.
"You all right, Kyou?"
"I'm fine," he replied, quickly sitting up. There was still that worried look in her big blue eyes. "I'm fine, really."
"I was calling you for dinner. I was wondering where you were when you didn't come down," she said as she stepped back, clasping her hands behind her back. She gave him a soft smile before she turned on her heel and left the room.
It was then her outfit registered in his mind. The little blue skirt was short without being completely indecent, but it emphasized the length of her legs and her… He growled. The only person who would think of buying something like that for her would be none other than… "Shigure!" he yelled as he flew down the steps and grabbed his older and taller cousin by the collar. "What the hell are you thinking, you sick perverted bastard?"
"What did I do?" choked out Shigure as he attempted to free himself.
The
cat's face turned several shades of angry red. "What did you do? What did you
do? I'll tell you what you did! That…that…outfit…she's…wearing…"
"Oh, you mean Tohru's White Day gift from yours truly. I thought it would look cute on her…what's the harm in that?"
"The harm? It's…it's…How did you get her to wear it? I'm sure that damn Rat would be objecting too if he was around if he didn't go directly to his friggin' garden."
"I begged and I pleaded…she was all too…ack…you're suffocating me…"
"That's the least of your worries, you damn dog," hissed Kyou as a moment later the door slid open and closed, and Yuki's voice sounded in the kitchen before being abruptly choked off before the door leading to the kitchen slid open to revel an angry looking Rat. Kyou arched a brow at Shigure. "And you pissed the Rat off too."
Shigure's eyes widened several degrees as he tried to squirm his way out of the younger boy's grip, but to no avail. A moment later, he found himself laying dazed in the yard.
"Stupid Cat, why did you let her wear that!"
"ME! I didn't know what he was doing! I was sleeping, damn Rat!"
"You're such an idiot!"
Kyou glared at the slightly shorter boy in front of him. "You're the one who could have been watching the pervert's antics, but no, you went to your damn garden!"
Yuki glared back. "And you were sleeping instead of keeping an eye on the Dog! He had that look in his eyes when we came home and you didn't think he was up to something?"
"NO!"
"I should throw you out the door just like I did him!"
"I
helped remember!"
"You didn't do a…"
"Come on, I dare you to throw me out right now, Ratboy!"
"Is everything ok, in here?" asked Tohru as she came into the room with the food. She looked around. "Where's Shigure?"
"Outside, nursing regret I hope," muttered Kyou as he put down his fists and looked over at her. The blue of the outfit served to bring out the brightness of her eyes. And he would admit that she looked cute in it. "I'm starting to become as bad as Shigure, thinking of her like that." He yanked his eyes away from her and let his features relax. It upset her when Yuki and him would fight. He could see the upset look in her eyes dissipating and a soft smile coming to grace her lips again. He also noticed that his cousin was taking the platter from her hands, giving her that polite smile of his. A low growl emanated from his throat as she thanked Yuki and went back to the kitchen. His eyes narrowed as he saw a hint of a smirk touching the other boy's lip as he looked back at him. He sat down at his side of the table, watching Yuki like a hawk. He glanced over at the Dog who had managed to crawl back inside the door and seat himself at the table. "Did you learn your lesson?" He was ignored as Tohru came back into the room.
"Ahh, another delicious meal by our lovely Tohru," chortled Shigure as he looked around at the appetizing dishes in front of him.
She sat down on her side of the table, between Yuki and Shigure. Noticing the less then friendly looks being cast in Shigure's direction from the other two, she gave them a questioning look. "Is there something wrong, Yuki, Kyou?"
"Nothing," replied Yuki as he gave her another smile.
Kyou fisted his hand under the table when he saw how quickly and effortlessly the Rat diffused her worry. And the way she smiled at him and the way he smiled at her. He felt his temper beginning to rise, but he gritted his teeth, not wanting to upset her again. All throughout dinner he couldn't keep his eyes off of her, as Shigure and Yuki couldn't. And the Dog's look was starting to become too admiring in his opinion. "Shigure?"
"Yes?"
"Do you want to be introduced to the ground…again?"
The older man noted the flaring of fury in the brightened brown eyes of the cat next to him. A corner of his mouth quirked and he tapped his chopsticks on the side of his bowl. "Is there a reason?"
"I think you know the exact reason," he bit out his eyes flickering once towards Tohru then back at Shigure. He watched as the older man let out a sigh before smirking. "What now?"
"Oh nothing. I think our resident kitty has a crush on someone," said Shigure, grinning evilly.
Color raced up Kyou's face again. "Oh shut up!" he yelled as he got off the floor and stamped outside and down the path.
Tohru got up and watched him go. She looked over her shoulder at Shigure. "What made you say something like that?"
The girl's clueless expression made the Dog smile. He waved his hand. "Don't worry about it. He's just mad because I know who it is. And how disappointed Kagura will be when she finds out it's not her. Did you make any dessert to go along with this scrumptious meal?"
"Yes. I made a lemon meringue pie. I'll go get it," she said as she cast another worried look over her shoulder towards the outside where Kyou had disappeared before making her way back to the kitchen.
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Kyou shoved his hands in his pockets as he sat in a tree. He rested his head against the bark and looked up at the moon looming overhead. It had been just as brilliant as the night before. The night that she kissed him. It made him feel good inside, to know that she cared that much for him. And it was becoming obvious to him that he was starting to care a great deal about her. The protective shell that he kept around seemed to melt away when she was near. His older cousin's knowing comment and mischievous grin had hit too close to home. He did have a crush. On Tohru. His fingers absently rubbed over the bracelet on his wrist. The action was usually not taken note of, but now he did look down at it. He closed his eyes and let his head fall. "Shigure is relatively harmless compared to…" he trailed off, knowing it was himself. There was no way in hell he could bear scaring her or hurting her. "Would she be afraid if she knew what lived on inside of me? That part of me…that evil…" he thought as a chilling wind cut across his face. "Would she reject me if she knew?" he whispered as he cried silently, his shoulders shaking. "No. It isn't her way. She loves so unconditionally. She wouldn't care, she would still care about me the same…I hope…"
He raised his head again and looked up at the dark sky. "I should go back. I'll only worry her," he said as he jumped out of the tree with cat like grace. He hunched his shoulders again as an icy wind slithered down the back of his sweatshirt and tee shirt. Shoving his hands into his pockets, he sped up his pace, eager to get back to the warmth of the house and Tohru's presence. There were no lights on when he arrived. "I must have been gone longer then I thought," he murmured as he stepped into the house. He went to the kitchen and pulled open the fridge for the milk. A small plate, covered with his name written on it, caught his sharp eyes.
:Kyou,
I left some pie for you to eat when you come back.
Love, Tohru::
A smile touched his lips as he uncovered it and took the milk and the plate and set them down at the counter. The pie was delicious as he swallowed it down in a few bites. Washing it down with half the carton of milk, he quietly washed the plate and put it away, not wanting to leave a mess for her in the morning.
He made his way up the stairs and paused outside of her room. He had noticed her window open when he approached the house. Wondering if he should, he slowly slid it open. The breeze flirted with the curtains. He shut it and glanced towards the bed that dominated the room. Strands of soft chocolate lay curled about her face and about the pillowcase. The moon slipping through the windows illuminated her face, making her look like an angel. A sudden need to touch her made breath shorten and his fingers tingle. To touch her like he had the other night was tempting. He turned his head away from her, gazing out upon the landscape before turning his head back to her. He sat down on the edge of the bed, continuing to let his eyes wander over her peaceful features. Her small hands lay loosely clasped on top of the comforter. Reaching out, he curled a lock of her hair around his fingers. It was smooth and silky. A small sigh escaped her lips. He jerked his hand away, afraid that he had waked her. When she didn't stir, he finally relaxed from his tense position. "What am I doing?" he muttered as he turned his head away, shutting his eyes. "Why do I feel this need to touch you and be touched by you?"
Her still form didn't answer and he indulged himself in watching her sleep. The covers barely moved with each breath. "Because I want to be cared for. I need to be touched like everyone else. Her touch comforts me and eases me. It banishes my unhappiness when she treats me to one of her beautiful smiles and her warm gentle touch. She makes me feel that I'm worth caring for…she doesn't care if I'm the cat…rejected by others…but she cares so much. And for one moment if I could feel her in my arms…" Heat caressed his cheek. He glanced up. The sun was peeking above the trees to the start of another day. She would wake up soon and start breakfast. Reluctant, he stood up again, his eyes taking her in before he left. He turned and started towards the door, but some unnamed impulse, he turned back, making his way over to her side once again. Leaning over her, he gazed down at her parted lips, before briefly covering them with his own. Then he left, his heart racing and a blush soaring up to his hairline, bright enough to compete with his hair. But a small smile crossed his lips as he pressed his fingers against them. They tingled with the imprint of hers. He had stolen a kiss, but it didn't matter. Nothing mattered except having that brief touch of heaven in his memories.
A/N: I didn't think that this was going to be more than a one shot, but I don't know, I felt inspired to write more. Hope you enjoyed! XOXO!!