Cutting has been spreading around my anime club like an epidemic.  We are the group of people with ordinary lives and nothing wrong. 

As I am just now starting to write this, it takes no place at any specific time.  It may change later however.    Maybe I got the idea from all the gundam wing angst fics I have been reading.

Sorry that the formatting is weird.  It is not uploading the WORD doc correctly and giving it no spaces at all… if you wish to help me with this horrible predicament, just write the advice in the review section.

~TEXT~ = thoughts in red color

"TEXT" = speaking in blue

It was a strangely warm summer day.  Of course, feelings can be very different from reality.  The pent up feelings needed to get out.  Yuki heard often on TV and other stories he read that he could cut to release his anger.  He thought he just might try that.  He was extremely angry with himself; of course, the sarcastic remarks from Kyo did not help his feelings.  ~Maybe I should tell someone about how I feel… but I don't want anyone to worry about me… it would only get in the way of others.  What should I do? ~ "I'll just leave things as they are," he softly whispered.  "You say something, Yuki?" Tohru Honda had asked.  "No, don't be silly," he said in his normal manner.  No one actually knew how Yuki felt.  No one had even guessed that Yuki felt this way.  How could someone as special as the rat, as lucky as the rat, feel even remotely close to this?

"How about a fight, you damn rat!?" Kyo snarled sharply as he was desperately wanted to beat the rat for once.  "No thanks…." Yuki said monotonously while walking away.  ~Something is not right here…~ Kyo thought.  ~Nah, I must be imagining it. ~

"Ah Yuki!" Shigure cried out and ran up to you Yuki while hugging… no, cutting off the circulation in his arm, "wanna make me dinner?"  "No," Yuki simply replied and walked upstairs as he needed to get away from everyone for a little bit.

Yuki closed the door leading into his room.  ~I wish everyone would just leave me alone for once. ~ He slipped out of his room and silently walked to the bathroom just down the hall.  ~My shaving razor…. ~ "One time won't hurt anything."  He picked up the razor and made a small knick in his arm.  ~Ah… that feels wonderful… I don't feel as depressed as I did before. ~