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Summary: Is Haru being unfaithful to Kyou?
Warning: Language, lover's quarrel, romance, bitchy Kyou.
Disclaimer! Yes. I don't own the characters.
Oh, the horror!…I think the writing is turning bad. Heh. I'm not good and writing complicated things. I'm so mixed up!! This was written…maybe because I was thinking about HaruxKyou haters.
And yes, this is a romance chapter. *gasp*
And any grammar errors…ugh…my bad.
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Kyou came into his room and saw Haru with a book in his lap sitting on his bed. He'd just fought with Yuki, and obviously lost, and was pissed off enough to throw the baka ushi off the bed and weep his eyes out. It wouldn't be like him to cry, but he was exhausted from Yuki beating him at everything. He only made a fool of himself when he said he'd beat the dirty rat someday.
That day seemed impossible. Oh boy, here comes the depression. He should take some medicine from Hatori…
"Kyou." Haru's soft-spoken voice turned his attention to the teenager still seated on his bed. "Sit with me." He pat the spot beside him with a pale hand.
At that warm, loving smile, Kyou felt his own lips twitch up anxiously. He walked over and sat closely to Haru.
"What're you looking at," Kyou asked as he leaned in closer and glanced and the pictures scattered in Haru lap.
"I'm sorting the photo album," Haru beamed.
"You have a photo album?"
Haru nodded eagerly and shoved the book to Kyou. Kyou grumbled and raised an eyebrow at the title in large bold letters on the front. 'MY KITTEN and our LOVE LIFE.'
"What the hell," Kyou shuddered. "That's the corniest thing I've read. I bet Shigure wrote that for you."
"No," Haru shook his head. "If I was Black when I thought of the title, I would've said 'BEHIND the SCENES of the KINKY SEX between the future PORN STARS'."
"Asshole," muttered Kyou, scowling at the innocent face Haru put on. Kyou flipped through the pages with photos in them, his eyes skimming, when his eyes widened and jaws dropped. "That picture--!"
Haru looked over his shoulder and peaked. "That picture of you in the kimono during the festival? I really loved that time," he sighed blissfully, "especially when we snuck into the bathroom and I found out you weren't wearing anything underneath it."
Kyou tried to ignore the hungry stare Haru was giving him. "You dense cow! This one with Yuki in an orange wig!"
"Oh, you weren't supposed to see that one." Haru made an attempt to snatch it away, but Kyou proved to be quicker and held it out of reach. "If you wanted that photo, you can have it."
Kyou yelled profanity and kicked Haru off the bed. "I'm trying to figure out why this picture of Yuki wearing a wig was ever taken!"
"If you want to get physical," Black Haru said seductively, "shouldn't I be on the bed, too?"
"Shut up!" Kyou sent a flying kick to the ushi's face, knocking his younger cousin backwards. "Explain this!" He held the object in question in front of Black Haru's face, his leer menacing.
Haru stared seriously into those amber depths and realized he'd have to tell it straight. Sighing, he sat up and rubbed his aching face. "I was lonely," he stated flatly. "You weren't here, because of that after school detention. Remember that day?"
Kyou nodded, still keeping his angry face. "Yuki threw a pencil at me, but when I threw the desk, it hit the teacher instead."
Haru winced. "Yea… you need to work on hand-eye coordination. Back to what I was explaining; I waited here for you. After a while, I needed to use the bathroom--"
"Let me guess," Kyou said dryly, "you got lost."
"I'm not that directionally impaired, sweetie," Haru frowned.
"Right, directionally impaired," Kyou remarked carelessly. "And how does that make Yuki put on a wig?''
"I discovered I was alone in the house," Haru explained, "except for Yuki. I accidentally found him in Tohru's room…"
Kyou snorted. "I wonder what he was doing in there."
"Going through her things," Haru said casually. "I remember finding wigs in Tohru's room. Yuki tried some on-- we were only fooling around-- but when he put on the redhead wig, I was reminded of you…" he trailed off, "and then I'm sure I went Black." Haru inhaled uneasily. "I must have persuaded Yuki to try it on while I took… maybe a couple pictures."
"That damn rat," Kyou hissed in jealousy.
"No, it's not his fault," exclaimed Haru. "I'm sorry about my Black side doing that. It was wrong and I regret taking those pictures of Yuki, especially when he objected to the bondage."
"Bondage?!" Kyou roared.
"Yes," Haru said. "We found it in Shigure's room."
"You all are freaks!" Kyou pointed a finger at Haru accusingly. "You, Yuki, Shigure-- I don't care if there's an affair going on!"
Haru started to speak, but Kyou interrupted him before he could reply.
"No! You know what," Kyou whispered, "we're through."
"Through?" Haru asked in a disbelieved voice.
"Yes. It's over."
"Over…" echoed Haru.
"Will you stop repeating me!" Kyou yelled. He stood up and avoided turning to Haru. "Bask in being single, Haru," he sneered. He walked away calmly and about to leave when Haru gripped his wrist tightly. "Wha--?!"
"Don't go." His tone suggested he meant it as an order.
"You think I'm going to listen to what my idiot ex says?" Kyou emphasized 'ex' and glared.
"Tell me at least, why you just claim 'we're through'," Haru simply asked.
"You're dumber than I realized," said Kyou. "Let go." He tried prying his wrist from Haru's grip and even scratching, but the other was holding on with two hands now. "Listen, you shit; if you don't let go, I'm going to beat you up harder than I ever did before!" He yelled furiously, fangs sprouting and hissing.
"I can't do that, Kyou," Haru said determinedly.
"Why, you asshole! Don't screw with me or--" He stiffened when he was suddenly embraced firmly. Haru had wrapped his arms around Kyou. He was desperately clinging to the shorter teen. His soothing noises calmed Kyou and he rested his cheek against his.
"Wh-what are you doing, idiot…" stammered Kyou.
"Hugging you." Haru pulled away and smiled lazily. "You're the only person I've been with who I've really loved. You can't go."
"Rin?" Kyou uttered in a whisper.
"She got over our relationship like it was nothing," Haru murmured distantly. "And I realized I didn't have feelings strong enough to want to protect her. She wasn't affected at all, but I can see I hurt you emtionally."
Kyou tried changing the tension and declared, "I'll get over it, too!"
Haru smirked. "I guess you were making a big deal out of nothing earlier?" He chuckled when a blush creeped on Kyou's cheeks. He frowned when Kyou tensed and looked away.
"How can you love me?" Kyou's apprehension surprised him. Haru shrugged and ran his fingers through the redlocks of Kyou's.
"We have more things in common than anybody else I've known."
"That's it?" Kyou asked skeptically and a bit scornful.
"Of course not," Haru defended. "I know there are many people I can fall in love with, but I can't think of being without you for the rest of my sexy life." Kyou scoffed and mumbled 'whatever.'
"I won't be some play thing for you forever, Haru," said Kyou. Even so, he wrapped his arms protectively around the taller boy's neck.
"That's why I'm begging you to stay with me." Haru gazed down at him with half-lidded eyes.
"Damn your bedroom eyes," growled Kyou. "I…love you, too." He leaned in to give Haru a passionate, wet, lustful, desperate, kiss…
Haru turned his head to the side to evade it. "So, you forgive me?"
There was a thoughtful silence.
"You, I forgive," Kyou said, "but your Black side, he's going to have to sleep on the floor until then."
"As long as it makes you happy," Haru kissed his forehead tenderly.
"Damn right! It'll prevent my ass from hurting even more."
"I'll make sure he doesn't spank you every night," he smirked. "I'm here to please."
There was no warning for Kyou when he was thrown onto the bed.
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This is the last chapter I'll write with the words 'I love you' in em! @_@ I had to have self control writing this romance. I wanted Haru to just jump Kyou in the beginning but… yaoi scares people. Poo.
Summary: Is Haru being unfaithful to Kyou?
Warning: Language, lover's quarrel, romance, bitchy Kyou.
Disclaimer! Yes. I don't own the characters.
Oh, the horror!…I think the writing is turning bad. Heh. I'm not good and writing complicated things. I'm so mixed up!! This was written…maybe because I was thinking about HaruxKyou haters.
And yes, this is a romance chapter. *gasp*
And any grammar errors…ugh…my bad.
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Kyou came into his room and saw Haru with a book in his lap sitting on his bed. He'd just fought with Yuki, and obviously lost, and was pissed off enough to throw the baka ushi off the bed and weep his eyes out. It wouldn't be like him to cry, but he was exhausted from Yuki beating him at everything. He only made a fool of himself when he said he'd beat the dirty rat someday.
That day seemed impossible. Oh boy, here comes the depression. He should take some medicine from Hatori…
"Kyou." Haru's soft-spoken voice turned his attention to the teenager still seated on his bed. "Sit with me." He pat the spot beside him with a pale hand.
At that warm, loving smile, Kyou felt his own lips twitch up anxiously. He walked over and sat closely to Haru.
"What're you looking at," Kyou asked as he leaned in closer and glanced and the pictures scattered in Haru lap.
"I'm sorting the photo album," Haru beamed.
"You have a photo album?"
Haru nodded eagerly and shoved the book to Kyou. Kyou grumbled and raised an eyebrow at the title in large bold letters on the front. 'MY KITTEN and our LOVE LIFE.'
"What the hell," Kyou shuddered. "That's the corniest thing I've read. I bet Shigure wrote that for you."
"No," Haru shook his head. "If I was Black when I thought of the title, I would've said 'BEHIND the SCENES of the KINKY SEX between the future PORN STARS'."
"Asshole," muttered Kyou, scowling at the innocent face Haru put on. Kyou flipped through the pages with photos in them, his eyes skimming, when his eyes widened and jaws dropped. "That picture--!"
Haru looked over his shoulder and peaked. "That picture of you in the kimono during the festival? I really loved that time," he sighed blissfully, "especially when we snuck into the bathroom and I found out you weren't wearing anything underneath it."
Kyou tried to ignore the hungry stare Haru was giving him. "You dense cow! This one with Yuki in an orange wig!"
"Oh, you weren't supposed to see that one." Haru made an attempt to snatch it away, but Kyou proved to be quicker and held it out of reach. "If you wanted that photo, you can have it."
Kyou yelled profanity and kicked Haru off the bed. "I'm trying to figure out why this picture of Yuki wearing a wig was ever taken!"
"If you want to get physical," Black Haru said seductively, "shouldn't I be on the bed, too?"
"Shut up!" Kyou sent a flying kick to the ushi's face, knocking his younger cousin backwards. "Explain this!" He held the object in question in front of Black Haru's face, his leer menacing.
Haru stared seriously into those amber depths and realized he'd have to tell it straight. Sighing, he sat up and rubbed his aching face. "I was lonely," he stated flatly. "You weren't here, because of that after school detention. Remember that day?"
Kyou nodded, still keeping his angry face. "Yuki threw a pencil at me, but when I threw the desk, it hit the teacher instead."
Haru winced. "Yea… you need to work on hand-eye coordination. Back to what I was explaining; I waited here for you. After a while, I needed to use the bathroom--"
"Let me guess," Kyou said dryly, "you got lost."
"I'm not that directionally impaired, sweetie," Haru frowned.
"Right, directionally impaired," Kyou remarked carelessly. "And how does that make Yuki put on a wig?''
"I discovered I was alone in the house," Haru explained, "except for Yuki. I accidentally found him in Tohru's room…"
Kyou snorted. "I wonder what he was doing in there."
"Going through her things," Haru said casually. "I remember finding wigs in Tohru's room. Yuki tried some on-- we were only fooling around-- but when he put on the redhead wig, I was reminded of you…" he trailed off, "and then I'm sure I went Black." Haru inhaled uneasily. "I must have persuaded Yuki to try it on while I took… maybe a couple pictures."
"That damn rat," Kyou hissed in jealousy.
"No, it's not his fault," exclaimed Haru. "I'm sorry about my Black side doing that. It was wrong and I regret taking those pictures of Yuki, especially when he objected to the bondage."
"Bondage?!" Kyou roared.
"Yes," Haru said. "We found it in Shigure's room."
"You all are freaks!" Kyou pointed a finger at Haru accusingly. "You, Yuki, Shigure-- I don't care if there's an affair going on!"
Haru started to speak, but Kyou interrupted him before he could reply.
"No! You know what," Kyou whispered, "we're through."
"Through?" Haru asked in a disbelieved voice.
"Yes. It's over."
"Over…" echoed Haru.
"Will you stop repeating me!" Kyou yelled. He stood up and avoided turning to Haru. "Bask in being single, Haru," he sneered. He walked away calmly and about to leave when Haru gripped his wrist tightly. "Wha--?!"
"Don't go." His tone suggested he meant it as an order.
"You think I'm going to listen to what my idiot ex says?" Kyou emphasized 'ex' and glared.
"Tell me at least, why you just claim 'we're through'," Haru simply asked.
"You're dumber than I realized," said Kyou. "Let go." He tried prying his wrist from Haru's grip and even scratching, but the other was holding on with two hands now. "Listen, you shit; if you don't let go, I'm going to beat you up harder than I ever did before!" He yelled furiously, fangs sprouting and hissing.
"I can't do that, Kyou," Haru said determinedly.
"Why, you asshole! Don't screw with me or--" He stiffened when he was suddenly embraced firmly. Haru had wrapped his arms around Kyou. He was desperately clinging to the shorter teen. His soothing noises calmed Kyou and he rested his cheek against his.
"Wh-what are you doing, idiot…" stammered Kyou.
"Hugging you." Haru pulled away and smiled lazily. "You're the only person I've been with who I've really loved. You can't go."
"Rin?" Kyou uttered in a whisper.
"She got over our relationship like it was nothing," Haru murmured distantly. "And I realized I didn't have feelings strong enough to want to protect her. She wasn't affected at all, but I can see I hurt you emtionally."
Kyou tried changing the tension and declared, "I'll get over it, too!"
Haru smirked. "I guess you were making a big deal out of nothing earlier?" He chuckled when a blush creeped on Kyou's cheeks. He frowned when Kyou tensed and looked away.
"How can you love me?" Kyou's apprehension surprised him. Haru shrugged and ran his fingers through the redlocks of Kyou's.
"We have more things in common than anybody else I've known."
"That's it?" Kyou asked skeptically and a bit scornful.
"Of course not," Haru defended. "I know there are many people I can fall in love with, but I can't think of being without you for the rest of my sexy life." Kyou scoffed and mumbled 'whatever.'
"I won't be some play thing for you forever, Haru," said Kyou. Even so, he wrapped his arms protectively around the taller boy's neck.
"That's why I'm begging you to stay with me." Haru gazed down at him with half-lidded eyes.
"Damn your bedroom eyes," growled Kyou. "I…love you, too." He leaned in to give Haru a passionate, wet, lustful, desperate, kiss…
Haru turned his head to the side to evade it. "So, you forgive me?"
There was a thoughtful silence.
"You, I forgive," Kyou said, "but your Black side, he's going to have to sleep on the floor until then."
"As long as it makes you happy," Haru kissed his forehead tenderly.
"Damn right! It'll prevent my ass from hurting even more."
"I'll make sure he doesn't spank you every night," he smirked. "I'm here to please."
There was no warning for Kyou when he was thrown onto the bed.
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This is the last chapter I'll write with the words 'I love you' in em! @_@ I had to have self control writing this romance. I wanted Haru to just jump Kyou in the beginning but… yaoi scares people. Poo.