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Overview: Black Haru and his thoughts. . . Kyou and Haru's fight! Obviously more KxT . . . Tohru's thoughts on Kyou. . . are Kagura and Yuki jealous? O.O;;

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"Kagura-chan, could you excuse us? I want to talk to Kyou for a moment."

Kagura obeyed, giving Kyou a friendly smile. "Well, Ja-ne, Kyou-kun! I'll see you at dinner," she cooed.

He saw the girl hop skipping away. He felt so welcomed into the world, first with the heavenly Tohru, now with the friendly Kagura. He felt totally opposite when he stared into Haru's eyes. It was not droopy and passive anymore, but filled with angst, hatred, and malice. Kyou almost choked on his words, seeing the burning aura emit from haru. "So, uh . . . what did you need me for . . .?"

Haru's evil chuckle planted itself deep into Kyou's bones. "Let's fight, baka neko."

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Kyou abruptly stood from his chair and stared back at Haru's anger-stricken eyes. What had gotten into this creature? It was as if he was a totally different person. . . he had been so passive in the morning.

"W-what?" Kyou managed to squeak, Haru's glare petrifying him.

Haru let another evil chuckle escape his mouth. His twisted lips formed an ugly smile, as he advanced on Kyou. "Let's fight, baka neko. Or are you too scared?"

Scared? Kyou's fear slowly left him. One thing that this temperamental youth could not stand was teasing. He backed up, met by a white wall. Kyou continued to stare. Haru had gone into his crazy mode. . . it seemed to Kyou that Haru was worse than the devil at this point. He watched as Haru removed his white furry trenchcoat, tossing it furiously onto the floor. He unbuttoned the first few buttons on his vest, revealing his white chest. His silver cross necklace hung dangerously on his vein-throbbing neck, and Haru's white and black hair bristled threateningly. Kyou clenched his fists. What was going on?

"Oi, Haru, what's your problem? Why the sudden challenge?" he questioned.

Haru lifted his eyes off from the floor, black and white fireballs meeting the diminished crimson ones. "Why? Do you really need to ask?"

In a flash, Haru was on Kyou, clutching his collar, swinging the surprised orange-haired boy back and forth. "I assume you are pretty dense, baka neko. I'll explain to you why I have to crush your ugly head."

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"Haru, I think you are the one," smiled Yuki, staring into the peaceful eyes of the befallen Haru.

Spitting blood, the boy roused from the floor. At the age of 15, Haru had been selected to train with Sohma Yuki, the team leader, as the One. He possessed massive strength and determination beyond comparison to any member, excluding Yuki. The sixteen year old lavender eyes shone down on him. "You have great power, Hatsuharu. I think you are the One. You are stronger than any I have fought before."

Haru beamed. His dream had come true. He was the One, the One to save them all, the One they would bow to, the One they would respect. He had finally gained the position of the most respected and prized member of the team.

Yuki stared worriedly into Haru's happy eyes. "Please, nothing is confirmed. We assume you are the One, but remember, there is another candidate."

Haru twitched. Candidate? That orange-haired wimp? "Of course. You mean Kyou?" he managed to ask.

"Yes," Yuki said, dreamily. "He has power beyond anything I have ever seen in a human. His determination is like steel, and I can feel that he will do anything for the person he will grow to love." Yuki looked at Haru. "Please take no offence, Hatsuharu, but he may be closer to the One than you."

Haru didn't need to hear this. Damn that boy, curse his existence. He stood in the way of Haru. Ever since arriving at the team a year ago, Haru had put all his effort into one purpose - to become recognized as the One. He had trained, trained and trained on his own. He had learned to contain his Black side, with very few outbursts. He had trained, blood and sweat spilling, hope and determination rising. He had to be the one - someone with this much effort put into one simple dream - he had to be. He needed to be. He wanted to be.

One day, thought Haru, I'll make them all pay. Pay for my parents' lives. They took them . . . the agents took them. They had no right. I'll kill them all, thought Haru, I'll make them kneel before me, and make them suffer in pain until their last agonizing breath. I'll make them die. . .

His thoughts then wandered back to his team. I'll make them pay, too . . . for their treatment . . . and Kagura, she will pay. She will pay for telling Yuki about Kyou. I'll make sure she sheds the blood that she should. I'll make them all kneel before me, even Yuki. I'll make them all bow. For me.

Tohru . . . I'll make her mine. I'll make her mine. Mine. Not Yuki's, but mine. I need her more than anyone . . . she awakened the better of my two selves. Yuki has been acting very strange with her these days . . . talking to her until the later part of the night . . . I'll make him pay for trying to make something mine, his. I love her . . . I'll make her mine. Besides, she likes me. She said that I was strong. She needs a strong man. I'll protect her.

Haru smiled at the thought. How wonderful it was, just thinking about domination, power and Tohru. Damn that Kyou, I'll have to get rid of him soon. I'll do him so much damage that his soul wouldn't be able to return to his body - because he wouldn't be here. I'll mess up his program so that he will mess up something, prove to Yuki that I am truly the One.

Thoughts raced through Haru's head as he took his seat behind the main computer's screen. He watched, bored, as green letters floated by. He had stopped trying to break the code of the One. It was no use - they all knew who it was anyway - him. However, he wanted to confirm, that he was the One, and that they were all wrong about that pathetic Kyou. He went straight to work. All he had to figure out was the kind of animal that the One would turn into. It was an exceptional one - he had known that much, and he knew instantly that it had to be the cow when he figured that it was a rejected animal. This had lifted his thoughts up, but the last portion had been so hard to figure out, that he had delayed it for a while. Now, I'll figure this crap out, and I'll prove it to them. . . that it's not Kyou, but it's me.

Haru worked straight through midnight. He had progressed little, but seemed to have figured out the first letter - c. This drove him forward . . . it had to be the cow. His continuous typing noises awakened Kagura. Something told her that she had to be with Haru - something extraordinary was going to happen. She inched her way up to Haru, but he never noticed. He had cracked another portion . . . the second word had four letters - probably HARU, he thought, contentedly. He purged into cracking the code, and continued to work.

Kagura waited as Haru screamed, discovering the first letter of the code. K. Angered and muddled, he worked harder and harder. The next letter for the first word - A. Enraged, he quickly uncovered the rest - CAT KYOU.

Haru's anguished yells told Kagura that the One had been found, and it hadn't been Haru. She awoke the whole house, startling Haru on the way. "Yuki! Tohru! Shigure! Momiji! The One! It's Kyou! I knew it! It was KYOU!"

The team woke up, surprised, happy, and excited. They celebrated, and yelled their hearts out in contentment. They were saved! Saved! Haru had sat in front of the screen that night, struck by anguish, anger, and questions. Why him? Why not me? WHY?

He had stared at Tohru. She had been crying that night, in joy, and she had been quietly muttering his name . . . "Kyou . . . my Kyou . . . you did it, Kyou . . ."

Haru had then made an oath. If that bastard ever came here, he had swore, I'll kill him.

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Kyou stared in amazement. Haru had wanted to be the One so desperately. He hated Kyou. He had tried so hard. Kyou had just come and ruined his dream. And most of all, Haru had lost love. He had lost Tohru.

The sudden thought of Tohru pissed me off. But I love her too . . .Kyou thought, surprising him. Love? Was that the feeling he felt when he was around her? Was it love?

Haru's disturbing chuckle sounded once again. "I lost the one person I loved most. Why do you deserve her? Why? WHY!? I loved her first. I cared for her first. I'm going to take her by force. You don't deserve her. Why you!?"

Kyou suddenly couldn't resist. He flailed his arm, landing a direct hit on Haru's cheekbone. He watched as the startled boy flew across the room, landing onto the floor. Kyou clenched his fists. Take her by force? How dare he!? "You think you deserve her? Don't even think about it. You are too full of rage and evil. If you really loved her, you would think of her first!" screamed Kyou in anger.

Haru picked himself up. Lashing out with his right leg, he clasped it on Kyou's throat. After gagging a while, Kyou quickly twisted Haru's ankle, causing Haru to groan. Kyou was then upon the boy, Haru pinned to the ground, Kyou punching the boy furiously in his face. Haru brought the blows to a sudden stop, as he pounced on the cat. He bit into his arm, very unlike a cow. Blood spilled from Kyou's unprotected arm, but Kyou didn't notice. He concentrated on kicking the mad thing off. Haru wasn't just punching and kicking, he was biting and scratching. This fight had turned into a brawl. Going nowhere, the two fought blindly for love. Pow. Wham. Kablamo! Fist met fist as knuckles bled. Kyou narrowly missed Haru's bite once again, as he did his famous back kick into Haru's back, causing Haru to double over in pain. Kyou then finished the youth off by elbowing him again in the same spot, then using his ankle skillfully to flip him over onto his back. The sight that met Kyou's eyes made him pity the boy. His forehead had been cut badly, blood gushing out of it. His arm looked like it had deformed, and his pants were ripped, only to be replaced by black bruises, almost the same shade as his pants. Kyou wasn't exactly in the most tact state either - bruises, cuts, and blood littered his black outfit, and a severe bite mark on his left arm. Kuso, thought Kyou, if Tohru sees this . . . then he thought about it. It was for her that he had fought . . . to protect her from the evil freak on the floor. He could explain . . .

"Kyou! Haru!" came a panicked cry. Kyou tilted his head to see Yuki running towards them. "What's going on, you two!?"

Haru slowly got up, obviously back in his White form. He looked up at Yuki. "What. . . I . . ." then he reverted into his black form, just as Yuki clutched him. "Let me go! I need to squish that baka neko. . . Let me go!"

Yuki strained to hold down B-Haru. "Calm down, Haru. You are badly injured."

"LET ME GO!!" Haru screamed, his voice threatening. Yuki, shocked, let the grip loosen, then taking this chance, Haru aimed a strong kick at Yuki's head. Grey hair flopped down on the floor, as Kyou yelled, "NOOO!!!" as he chased after Haru. He had seated himself on a transport chair to the Matrix, and was on the verge of getting transported. Kyou had to disable this, fast, otherwise . . . He hit the green button that Yuki had hit before, to remove the machines. Something clicked in the background. "Yes!" Kyou shouted, triumphantly. He turned around, only to find Haru's body lying lifelessly on the chair. The computer on his chest clearly indicated that Haru had already been transported into the Matrix. "Shit!" Kyou cursed, realizing that he had helped Haru get into the program. "Dammit!"

He then witnessed Yuki trying to recover on the floor. He quickly rushed towards the lavender haired boy. "Yuki! You're bleeding!" he screeched, as he found a horrible cut on Yuki's temple. "Haru, that bastard. . ." Kyou cursed, as Yuki coughed weakly. He helped his partner upto his feet, and led him to the white room. In front of the door, Tohru stood, shocked, scared, and sad. She watched silently as Kyou entered the room with Yuki. She quickly followed, letting Yuki relax on the bed, as she bandaged his severe wounds. Sighing in relief, her breath caught in her throat as she stared into Kyou's face, and even more injuries met her. "K-Kyou-kun!" she screamed, before rambling on and on about how he should lie down. Kyou had been losing a lot of blood due to the bite that Haru had caused, and he had to admit, he was feeling slightly light-headed. He let Tohru's reassuring touch lead him to yet ANOTHER white room, this one with a tint of pink. Thus, the pink room. He let her usher him into bed, agreeing to let him sit up during the treatment.

It was when Kyou had finally taken his place on the bed that he spoke to Tohru's troubled face. "Tohru . . . I'm sorry I fought."

Tohru turned around with an upset smile on her face. "It's alright, Kyou- kun . . . I'm just troubled . . . why did you and Hatsuharu-san fight that way . . ."

Kyou had wondered about that too. What had provoked him into fighting? Just before he had launched into action, he had pondered his feelings for her. Something called "love" had stricken him. Was that it? Was it love?

Kyou felt himself flush as her touch left him with warmth again. A wet towl massaged his bloody arm. However, her touch was different this time - it wasn't with happiness and caring, it was with distress and worry. He caught her hand before she brought it down once again. "Hey . . . what's wrong?"

Tohru's blue eyes filled with tears. "Kyou-kun. . ." he felt himself blush even more when she buried her head in his chest. "Kyou-kun. . ."

"O-Oi. . ." he stammered, as he felt transformation take place. Tohru hugged the orange bleeding cat in her arms. "Oi. . . why are you crying?" he asked.

"Kyou-kun is hurt. . . Haru-san is hurt. . . Yuki-kun is hurt. . ." she sobbed, "I hate fighting. . . I wish this all stopped . . . I want the world to go back . . . the way it was before . . . death . . ."

Kyou couldn't do anything to help. She sat there, crying, as the orange cat lay on the bed, staring up at her distressed face. He let her cry her heart out. . . he didn't know what else to do. He then placed a paw on her lap. She looked at him. "I'm sorry, Tohru. I had to fight. Haru was in his black mode. . . we had to control him . . . and . . ." Kyou knew he would regret saying this, "I had to protect you."

"Eh?" she quoted, just as transformation took place again. Tohru flushed and turned around, as she handed Kyou his clothes. Kyou quickly dressed, and took Tohru's hand in his. Blushes crept upto both of their faces, and Kyou just sat there. He didn't know what to say. He couldn't say he loved her - he didn't understand his own feelings for her, let alone hers for him.

Tohru edged closer to Kyou on the bed, and leaned her head on his shoulder. She closed her eyes and let another shade of pink spread on Kyou's face before whispering, "I understand."

She felt so safe, her hand warm within Kyou's. She could hear his breathing inches above her hair. She wanted to be with Kyou, forever. . . ever since she had seen him, something about him had made her want to be protected. . . by him. His soft orange hair, charismatic crimson eyes and lean body had seemed so strong. She intertwined her fingers with his, leaning heavily on his shoulder. She felt him respond by placing his chin on her hair. Tohru let a smile run over her face. She couldn't explain this feeling, but it was a leaping of her heart, a pleasant warmth, and a feeling of welcoming, belonging. Could this be, the feeling that her heart had so wanted to feel - love?

"God, your hair is so soft," whispered Kyou, and Tohru simply giggled. They sat there, on the edge of the pink bed, lying in each others arms. Neither wanted to let go of the warmth that they each received. Kyou felt belonging and a melting in the core of his heart that he could not contain, and Tohru felt herself rising into the clouds, weight lifted from her soul. The two shared a precious moment together that evening, hands intertwined, as they confirmed their feelings for each other.

Tohru and Kyou realized that they were in love.

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Yay! Another chapter done! 0_0 I don't know if the KxT part turned out right. . . I hope you guys like it! I tried to make Haru sound "hot", to make a certain Haru fan happy. ^_^ Sorry I made him evil though.. I had no choice! =( Please tell me if I should continue. . . I'm really pissed right now, cuz of a certain someone that I never want to see again! So I can't write sweet stuff. But. . . I'll try for a better KxT next time. Well, until then, please r&r! *^^* Bibi!