Trail of Tears
Three
I Need You to Show Me the Way from Crazy

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Disclaimer: I don't own any of it. I was watching my Jimmy Eat World DVD (don't own that – either) when I wrote it – that might explain some randomness. ^_^;;

            The winter holidays were soon approaching, and on the weekend before the first Monday off from school, the snow was falling gently and quietly around the house.

            Everyone was doing what they usually did, and Kyou's cold was almost gone, which helped a little bit on his temper issues; but not by much.

            Yuki was found sitting on the couch, gazing into space.

            "Care if I join you?" Haru asked before sitting down.

            "Sure." Yuki replied, broken from his trance.

            "You seem to be pensive a lot lately," Haru observed, "anything on your mind that you want to share?"

            "Nothing really," Yuki sighed, "I just think I may be falling in love against my own will.

            "Oh?" Haru acted surprised. "With whom? Tohru?"

            Yuki laughed, "No. Wrong gender, I'm afraid."

            "Oh . . .  okay – then who is it?" Haru decided that he wasn't going to let Yuki know that it was so incredibly obvious who he liked.

            "You're going to think it's stupid."

            "No, I won't. I won't tell anyone either, if that's what you're scared of."

            "Okay . . . I guess you can know. I think I like Kyou . . ." Yuki said, blushing a bit, and then he noticed that Haru didn't even look mildly surprised. "You mean to tell me that you already knew?"

            "Sort of . . . it's not THAT blatantly obvious, I just pick up on these things, I guess."

            Yuki blinked a few times and then noticed that Shigure was standing in back of them, on the far side of the room, leaning against the wall.

            "How long have you been there?!"

            "Long enough. I heard everything," he paused, "and just to let you know, you both sound like girls gossiping at school."

            Yuki's mouth opened in shock. "So now you know. NOW IT'S NEVER GOING TO BE KEPT A SECRET!"

            Shigure scoffed, "I'll let you know that I knew about it before this. And I haven't told anyone – I just got a stomachache from laughing so hard over it."   

            Glaring, Yuki queried, "How the hell did YOU know?"

            "Haru told me."

            "YOU TOLD HIM?!"
            "Sorry?" Haru asked hopefully.

            Yuki stood up abruptly, stormed out of the living room, and could be heard pounding up the stairs. Seconds later, a door slamming was audible.

            "Do you think we pissed him off?" Shigure asked, grinning like an idiot.

            "Yep." Haru replied softly. Now Yuki would hate him. He already didn't return his feelings. He wasn't so sure if he could take a whole lot of this anymore.

            Kyou and Tohru were in the kitchen, starting to prepare some stuff for the big Christmas party that was to happen later on that week.

            "What should we start on now?" Tohru asked, taking a cinnamon cake out of the oven.

            "How about cookies?" Kyou asked, smiling a bit.

            "Sounds good!" Tohry agreed, taking the supplies out of the cabinets, "what kind of cookies do we want to make?"

            "Urm, well, what does everyone like?"

            "How about chocolate chip? Everyone likes them."

            "Sure." Kyou agreed, his voice a bit soft. He was too busy staring at Tohru to follow up on a decent conversation. She was so pretty and nice, he couldn't ask for anything more in someone. However, something didn't seem quite right . . . his eyes clouded over in confusion, trying to figure out what.

            "Kyou?" Tohru asked, and Kyou noted that everything was all set out on the counter.

            "Oh – right. Let's get started."

            What exactly was wrong? I guess he'd have to figure that out later, for now he would just have fun making cookies with Tohru.

            Tohru, on the other hand, was having trouble opening the bag of powdered flour. After tugging at it for a little bit, the bag split open and all of the white contents spilled all over her.

            After standing there blinking for a few seconds, Kyou and Tohru began to clean her off.

            "Is it all gone?" She questioned, running her fingers through her long brown hair to get all of the flour out.

            "Urm – yeah – just a little bit right there. . ." Kyou said as he pointed to the spot where she had flour on his own body.

            Tohru quickly brushed her hands over her face. "Is it gone now?"

            "No, hang on." Kyou said as he walked over and brushed it off with his own hand.

            His fingers lingered for a quick moment on her soft skin, and when his hand finally went back to his side, they both were blushing.

            Kyou was still looking deep into her eyes, and Tohru's gaze was locked on his.

            "Um . . . thanks . . ." Tohru said breathlessly, still looking at Kyou.

            "No problem . . ."

            "I guess we should clean up the floor now . . ." Tohru said, breaking her eyes away from Kyou's and looking down at the floor.

            "Urm, yeah. We should." Kyou quikly replied, "I'll go get the broom." And with that, he walked out of the kitchen and to the hallway closet nearest the room.

            Pausing before opening the wooden door, Kyou thought to himself.

            'Something still feels wrong. I don't know what it is. But I don't think that I feel the same way about Tohru as I used to . . . no – I probably do. Maybe this is just all after-effects of my flu or something.'

            After retrieving the broom and dustpan, Kyou scuttled back to the kitchen.

            Yuki, who had been standing in the doorway across from the kitchen, had seen the whole thing. His eyes filled with tears, and they refused to see the off aura around Kyou. All they saw was Kyou being taken away from their owner.

            Soon Yuki was having trouble seeing, for his purple-gray eyes would not stop misting over. He hurriedly turned away from the heartbreaking scene in the kitchen and took refuge in his room once more.

            Haru was still sitting on the couch from when he had last talked with Yuki.

            'I guess everyone always searches for the one person who's unattainable. So that means no one is ever truly happy. They always have to settle for the one of the same measure as themselves. So no one gets what they want. It seems selfish, but I suppose everyone just has to deal with the pain and heartbreak on their own. No one is ever truly in love with the one they're with.' Haru thought silently to himself. 'Reality is harsh.'

            He then went back to staring at the wall, as he was doing before. Hoping for something to help him get his mind off the present situation, he became lost in his own world.

            Kyou had gotten the broom and dustpan, and was now located once again in the kitchen. As soon as he and Tohru stooped down to pick up the mess, Kyou paused for a brief moment to gaze at Tohru.

            He was happy during that moment, but little did he know that he was just feeling a false sense of happiness and security. For everything that can be gained, can also be taken away.

            While all of this crying, false feelings, and sadness were floating around the house, laughter could be heard from one particular room.

            Shigure was finding this whole ordeal quite humorous.

(a.n. - . That was a bad chapter – I apologize. And I'm sorry about the fluffy scene between Tohru and Kyou to any shounen-ai fans. I don't really support that pairing either. That's okay though. It's not going to end up like that, I can tell you that much. Please send in your reviews – they might motivate me to update sooner! Thanks. Urm, also – I have no idea if you use flour to make cookies. I think you do, I'm not a big cooking guru, but as far as I know – you use flour for everything. ^_^;; *Runs off singing* If you can't be with the one you love, honey, love the one you're with.)