Yuki x Kyou
~I don't own Fruits Basket~
I'm so excited! over 50 reviews!!!! Seriously, I'm shocked, and really, really glad you guys like my fic so much! I definitely didn't expect that!~ yay for all my reviewers!
Thanks lots and lots to everyone who read, and everyone who reviewed! ^_^ Extra 'thank you's to everyone that stuck with this fic since I put it up, even tho I'm bad about updating, and to Gia, cause she rocks! Well, you all rock, but you know what I mean. (Gia~ You review every time I put up a chapter and you even put me on your favorite authors ^_^ you're way too nice! Thanks so much~ oh, and, by the way, thanks for the nickname ~Iri~ it's so cute!)
This chapter is kinda pointless, but, yes, the plot (? does it count as a plot? i wonder) *will* advance in the next chapter. Sorry it didn't in this one. It was too tempting to just write cute sappiness. (sappiness isn't a word is it?) And Yuki has some way OOC moments. Just so you know. (not like I've really written either of them in character at all...) Sorry... it was fun to write him that way, though.
Chapter 7
We'll tell her later...
'This has to be the longest class ever.' Kyou wondered if *anyone* liked history. He sure didn't. Well, come to think of it... Tohru liked history. Yuki liked history. Wait, Yuki liked history... hm. Maybe history wasn't so bad, after all. But definitely not when it was the last class of the day, and the only thing that stopped him from going home. It wasn't like he didn't see Yuki in school, they had all the same classes... but he had a reputation to keep up! He *had* to "hate" the "k'so nezumi". No need for the whole school to know that they were together. They were guys. They were cousins. And the people at school probably wouldn't take that as well as their family would. Hell, it didn't matter, they had the damn curse anyway. They were allowed to be 'different'! He looked at the clock. Oh, wow, three whole minutes since the last time he looked. 'Maybe the damn thing's broken, it's probably been half an hour.' Hn. Wishful thinking. Well, only 15 minutes to go. He could stand it. What was that Tohru had said once? 'Patience is a virtue', or something like that. Well, he could be patient. No history class was going to beat Kyou Sohma, no matter *how* boring it was. Hm, he could see Yuki from his seat... 'Damn, bet he's the only guy that can make a school uniform look *that* good.' Staring wouldn't be *too* obvious would it? Heck, people stared at 'Prince Yuki' all the time, didn't they?
Who knew walking home from school could be so nice? 'Although, I could think of something that would make it better...' Kyou thought, eying Tohru. Not that he had anything against the girl, she was a lovely person. Tried a little to hard, a little too close to perfect, but lovely anyway. His only problem with her was that, at the moment, she was kind of... walking between him and the object of his affection. *Not* a good thing. Hey, it could be worse. At least she wasn't competition. He knew full well that Yuki loved her, but in a different way. Sort of like a younger sister. 'Ha. He's mine.' But, competitive as he was, Kyou felt bad for Tohru, and hoped that she didn't like Yuki as much as he thought she did. Because there was no way he would give his mouse up, not even for Tohru. Paying more attention to his thoughts than to the task at hand- walking home- Kyou looked up and found himself a good hundred feet behind the others. He ran up to them, and found himself walking alongside Yuki, effectively putting the other boy in the center of their trio. That was usually Tohru's place, wasn't it? Oops. Maybe no one would notice. Not like he could change it now. That would make things seem stranger than they already did. Reaching the house, Kyou decided to go to the roof. That's where he did his best thinking, after all. He could think of what to say to Tohru, so he could walk with Yuki again tomorrow. It was no good trying to keep secrets from someone he lived with. Not that he wanted to keep secrets from Tohru, anyway. She was always so nice about everything. Maybe too nice; he knew that, sometimes, things upset her more than she let on. Like when he and Yuki had almost gone to the family party for New Year's. If they hadn't run into Hanajima, they would have had no idea she was home, crying... 'Aah, I hope she's gotten better about that.'
"So this is where you are. Running off as soon as we get home, up to the roof... you don't love me anymore!" Yuki laughed and pretended to swoon, sitting down next to Kyou. "Hn, of course I love you," Kyou said, kissing him lightly. "Oh? You sure don't show it, leaving me all alone downstairs to cry myself to sleep..." "Cry yourself to sleep, right. At 4 o'clock in the afternoon." Yuki only laughed again, then wrapped his arms around Kyou's waist. "I missed you, you know!" "Aa. Missed you too. But I wanted to think. You're kind of... distracting, you know." Kyou replied with a smirk. "Think, huh? Worried about something?" Yuki looked at him with huge, questioning eyes, and Kyou found it hard not to kiss him. Damn, Yuki *was* distracting. "Yeah, did you forget Tohru's infatuation with you? It's going to be kind of hard to break it to her that you're... not into girls. Not to mention that you're mine," Kyou smirked again. "Hm, I'm yours, am I? Well, you'd better take good care of me, or I might have to go find *another* gorgeous, ruby-eyed redhead... by the way, did I mention how pretty your eyes are?" "No, you didn't," Kyou sighed. Yuki was definitely *not* making this easy for him. "Oh? Well, they're stunning." This said, he proceeded to stare into Kyou's eyes for the next few minutes. Just what was wrong with Yuki today? "Nothing's wrong with me, I just spent most of the day daydreaming about you instead of getting my schoolwork done," Yuki stated. At Kyou's look of surprise, he kissed his cheek and said, "It's not that hard to tell what you're thinking! It's written all over your face, you know. Okay, sorry, now I'll be serious." "Thanks. I think." 'Actually, I kind of like you like this,' Kyou silently added. "Do you think we should just tell her outright? It's not like she'll figure it out on her own, Tohru's many things but observant isn't one of them." "Well, that all depends on how obvious we are," Yuki said, "but I think we should just tell her. Otherwise she'd get upset, thinking we were hiding it from her." "All right, let's tell her at dinner." "Which is in an hour... what do you suggest we do until..." Yuki started. He didn't bother to finish his sentence, as he found himself already sitting in Kyou's lap with Kyou leaving a trail of kisses up his jaw.
~I don't own Fruits Basket~
I'm so excited! over 50 reviews!!!! Seriously, I'm shocked, and really, really glad you guys like my fic so much! I definitely didn't expect that!~ yay for all my reviewers!
Thanks lots and lots to everyone who read, and everyone who reviewed! ^_^ Extra 'thank you's to everyone that stuck with this fic since I put it up, even tho I'm bad about updating, and to Gia, cause she rocks! Well, you all rock, but you know what I mean. (Gia~ You review every time I put up a chapter and you even put me on your favorite authors ^_^ you're way too nice! Thanks so much~ oh, and, by the way, thanks for the nickname ~Iri~ it's so cute!)
This chapter is kinda pointless, but, yes, the plot (? does it count as a plot? i wonder) *will* advance in the next chapter. Sorry it didn't in this one. It was too tempting to just write cute sappiness. (sappiness isn't a word is it?) And Yuki has some way OOC moments. Just so you know. (not like I've really written either of them in character at all...) Sorry... it was fun to write him that way, though.
Chapter 7
We'll tell her later...
'This has to be the longest class ever.' Kyou wondered if *anyone* liked history. He sure didn't. Well, come to think of it... Tohru liked history. Yuki liked history. Wait, Yuki liked history... hm. Maybe history wasn't so bad, after all. But definitely not when it was the last class of the day, and the only thing that stopped him from going home. It wasn't like he didn't see Yuki in school, they had all the same classes... but he had a reputation to keep up! He *had* to "hate" the "k'so nezumi". No need for the whole school to know that they were together. They were guys. They were cousins. And the people at school probably wouldn't take that as well as their family would. Hell, it didn't matter, they had the damn curse anyway. They were allowed to be 'different'! He looked at the clock. Oh, wow, three whole minutes since the last time he looked. 'Maybe the damn thing's broken, it's probably been half an hour.' Hn. Wishful thinking. Well, only 15 minutes to go. He could stand it. What was that Tohru had said once? 'Patience is a virtue', or something like that. Well, he could be patient. No history class was going to beat Kyou Sohma, no matter *how* boring it was. Hm, he could see Yuki from his seat... 'Damn, bet he's the only guy that can make a school uniform look *that* good.' Staring wouldn't be *too* obvious would it? Heck, people stared at 'Prince Yuki' all the time, didn't they?
Who knew walking home from school could be so nice? 'Although, I could think of something that would make it better...' Kyou thought, eying Tohru. Not that he had anything against the girl, she was a lovely person. Tried a little to hard, a little too close to perfect, but lovely anyway. His only problem with her was that, at the moment, she was kind of... walking between him and the object of his affection. *Not* a good thing. Hey, it could be worse. At least she wasn't competition. He knew full well that Yuki loved her, but in a different way. Sort of like a younger sister. 'Ha. He's mine.' But, competitive as he was, Kyou felt bad for Tohru, and hoped that she didn't like Yuki as much as he thought she did. Because there was no way he would give his mouse up, not even for Tohru. Paying more attention to his thoughts than to the task at hand- walking home- Kyou looked up and found himself a good hundred feet behind the others. He ran up to them, and found himself walking alongside Yuki, effectively putting the other boy in the center of their trio. That was usually Tohru's place, wasn't it? Oops. Maybe no one would notice. Not like he could change it now. That would make things seem stranger than they already did. Reaching the house, Kyou decided to go to the roof. That's where he did his best thinking, after all. He could think of what to say to Tohru, so he could walk with Yuki again tomorrow. It was no good trying to keep secrets from someone he lived with. Not that he wanted to keep secrets from Tohru, anyway. She was always so nice about everything. Maybe too nice; he knew that, sometimes, things upset her more than she let on. Like when he and Yuki had almost gone to the family party for New Year's. If they hadn't run into Hanajima, they would have had no idea she was home, crying... 'Aah, I hope she's gotten better about that.'
"So this is where you are. Running off as soon as we get home, up to the roof... you don't love me anymore!" Yuki laughed and pretended to swoon, sitting down next to Kyou. "Hn, of course I love you," Kyou said, kissing him lightly. "Oh? You sure don't show it, leaving me all alone downstairs to cry myself to sleep..." "Cry yourself to sleep, right. At 4 o'clock in the afternoon." Yuki only laughed again, then wrapped his arms around Kyou's waist. "I missed you, you know!" "Aa. Missed you too. But I wanted to think. You're kind of... distracting, you know." Kyou replied with a smirk. "Think, huh? Worried about something?" Yuki looked at him with huge, questioning eyes, and Kyou found it hard not to kiss him. Damn, Yuki *was* distracting. "Yeah, did you forget Tohru's infatuation with you? It's going to be kind of hard to break it to her that you're... not into girls. Not to mention that you're mine," Kyou smirked again. "Hm, I'm yours, am I? Well, you'd better take good care of me, or I might have to go find *another* gorgeous, ruby-eyed redhead... by the way, did I mention how pretty your eyes are?" "No, you didn't," Kyou sighed. Yuki was definitely *not* making this easy for him. "Oh? Well, they're stunning." This said, he proceeded to stare into Kyou's eyes for the next few minutes. Just what was wrong with Yuki today? "Nothing's wrong with me, I just spent most of the day daydreaming about you instead of getting my schoolwork done," Yuki stated. At Kyou's look of surprise, he kissed his cheek and said, "It's not that hard to tell what you're thinking! It's written all over your face, you know. Okay, sorry, now I'll be serious." "Thanks. I think." 'Actually, I kind of like you like this,' Kyou silently added. "Do you think we should just tell her outright? It's not like she'll figure it out on her own, Tohru's many things but observant isn't one of them." "Well, that all depends on how obvious we are," Yuki said, "but I think we should just tell her. Otherwise she'd get upset, thinking we were hiding it from her." "All right, let's tell her at dinner." "Which is in an hour... what do you suggest we do until..." Yuki started. He didn't bother to finish his sentence, as he found himself already sitting in Kyou's lap with Kyou leaving a trail of kisses up his jaw.