~Yuki x Kyou. I don't own Fruits Basket~

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sorry it took me so long to update... but, um, I'm sorry if this chapter is too sappy, or weird, or whatever... I was kinda in a weird mood when I wrote it... so, yeah, if it sucks, just tell me, and I'll rewrite it! ~

Chapter 4

Just a little awkward...

"K-kyou!?"

Yuki panicked. 'Kyou...saw me crying- oh, God, I hope he doesn't know why... wait, no, why would he...but he still saw me *crying*... ugh, who knows what he thinks of me, now...' It was all he could do to stop himself from bursting into tears. He half-expected Kyou to jump up and start screaming at him. But then again, Kyou didn't seem like he wanted a fight... after all, he was in Yuki's room, sitting on his bed, with a look of... was that concern? on his face. "Yuki, what's wrong? Are you all right?" Yuki wanted to say, 'No, I'm not all right, I'm in love with you, you hate me, and it's killing me...' but all that came out was "Aa." 'Great. Real... articulate.' Here he was, in the lap of the guy of his dreams, and he couldn't even form words. 'Let's try that again.' "Um, well..." But, before he could say anything, he was cut off. "Yuki, I'm so sorry for what I said before! I didn't mean it... But, Shigure, he... I..." "I, I didn't mean it either." Then Yuki realized what Kyou had just said. "Wait... you didn't mean it? You, you really don't hate me?" He was so relieved! "Um, no, actually... I..."

Kyou was shocked. What the heck was he saying? He *couldn't* continue his sentence... how could he tell the rat how he felt?! What if Yuki didn't feel the same way? What if he *laughed* at him? Why was he even in Yuki's room anyway?! He wanted to get up, to run out of the room, maybe go to the roof... definitely avoid Yuki for a while. But, he couldn't... Yuki was already upset... he didn't want to make things worse. And, what if Yuki *did* return his feelings? Looking down, he realized there was another reason to stay... 'Hm. Having a warm Yuki in your lap is an *awfully* nice feeling...' He felt a rumble rising in his throat.

'Is he ever going to finish his sentence?' Yuki wondered what Kyou had meant to say, before he had stopped. 'He *what*?' A few minutes had passed, and Yuki was starting to feel uncomfortable... he wanted to say something, anything... if just to end the silence. He heard noise coming from the cat...not words, but he was... purring? 'That's a good thing, right? Guess I ought to tell him...' "Ne, Kyou, I think... well," He looked up, and almost melted from what he saw. Kyou had the most contented look on his face, his eyes half closed, lips curling up into a small smile. He looked so... beautiful, for lack of a better word. Yuki reached up, he wanted to touch Kyou's face, to make sure he was really Kyou, that he wasn't just dreaming. Realizing that was kind of... hard to do from the position he was in, he sat up, and heard Kyou whine. He started to say, "Shh, It's all right, I'll be back in a...", but, before he could finish, Kyou had pulled him into his lap again. Laughing softly, and *very* pleased, Yuki ran his fingers through soft, orange hair. 'At least I'm not lying face-down this time,' he thought.

Bowing his head to get closer to Yuki's hand, Kyou moved back on the bed, pulling Yuki into sitting position in his lap. He had wanted to leave. He had wanted to forget he liked Yuki. He had wanted... but he had forgotten it, all of it, when Yuki started petting him... yes, that was the right word. Kyou really *was* a cat, at heart. And it felt *so* good, holding his mouse in his arms, with Yuki stroking his hair... he lowered his head, to rest it on Yuki's shoulder, and heard him sigh. 'I wonder, does he feel the same way I do?'