Yuki stared at Kyou, whose inhalation had grown more rapid.
"Stupid cat, you went out and got yourself sick." He stared at the older boy. He wanted to taste his mouth so bad. He neared the couch holding the collar of his blouse with his pale almost ghostly left hand.
He wanted to take advantage of the situation and kiss the boy. He took a deep breath and walked over to Kyou.
He neared the boy's mouth, his parted lips just asking to be completely opened to experience a French kiss. Just then the door slammed open.
"Oh, I forgot we would have to go to the grocery store as well so we will be back in about 2 hours. Okay Yuki-kun?" Tohru looked at him happily with an angelic look upon her face.
He could only nod his head to the girl. She walked off and closed the door. He sighed in relief then thought to himself.
"What am I thinking?" he stared at Kyou then turned away "I love Tohru, not that STUPID ." he realized he had raised his voice " . . . cat."
He walked into the kitchen. " Should I try and make dinner?" He pulled out some vegetables and leftovers from the fridge. He chuckled to himself slightly. "Maybe I should put some leek in a soup for Kyou?" Yuki was aware of how much Kyou loathed that olive coloured vegetable so much.
"Why do I feel this way . . . I don't like Kyou." He shook his head and continued to push the leftovers into a microwave.
Kyou out in the other room opened his eye slightly. Listening to the baka nezumi. He walked into the kitchen an stared at Yuki how did not notice his entrance. Slowly and swift fully he walked behind the boy and wrapped his arms around his chest.
"You know I don't like leek . . ." Kyou smiled at Yuki who could only look onward at the wall as if it were more interesting than the tall bronzed boy around him.
"Stupid cat, you went out and got yourself sick." He stared at the older boy. He wanted to taste his mouth so bad. He neared the couch holding the collar of his blouse with his pale almost ghostly left hand.
He wanted to take advantage of the situation and kiss the boy. He took a deep breath and walked over to Kyou.
He neared the boy's mouth, his parted lips just asking to be completely opened to experience a French kiss. Just then the door slammed open.
"Oh, I forgot we would have to go to the grocery store as well so we will be back in about 2 hours. Okay Yuki-kun?" Tohru looked at him happily with an angelic look upon her face.
He could only nod his head to the girl. She walked off and closed the door. He sighed in relief then thought to himself.
"What am I thinking?" he stared at Kyou then turned away "I love Tohru, not that STUPID ." he realized he had raised his voice " . . . cat."
He walked into the kitchen. " Should I try and make dinner?" He pulled out some vegetables and leftovers from the fridge. He chuckled to himself slightly. "Maybe I should put some leek in a soup for Kyou?" Yuki was aware of how much Kyou loathed that olive coloured vegetable so much.
"Why do I feel this way . . . I don't like Kyou." He shook his head and continued to push the leftovers into a microwave.
Kyou out in the other room opened his eye slightly. Listening to the baka nezumi. He walked into the kitchen an stared at Yuki how did not notice his entrance. Slowly and swift fully he walked behind the boy and wrapped his arms around his chest.
"You know I don't like leek . . ." Kyou smiled at Yuki who could only look onward at the wall as if it were more interesting than the tall bronzed boy around him.