Yuki stared back a Kyou. He was half asleep. "Kyou---"
"I don't like leek Tohru-chan" Kyou's grip around Yuki then loosened, Kyou's temperate ailing body leaning on Yuki's shoulder.
"How can he mistake me for her?!" he thought to himself. "Tohru has longer hair and a happy . . .saintly look on her face even when she is sad. He must really be ill to picture me as the only reason we seem to be fighting now. Tohru." He sighs and tries to carry Kyou back to the couch.
"He weighs a ton . . ." He affectionately laid Kyou onto the sofa and positioned the blanket over him once more.
Yuki walked back into the other room preparing a small dinner. Misou soup, two mochi, and three sushi rolls. He was proud of himself that he has actually mad dinner. He only hoped that it tasted at well as it looked. He carried it out into the front living room and tapped Kyou on his shoulder faintly.
"Kyou, wake up I have some dinner." No response. He neared Kyou's ear and let in with a cold tone, "If you don't wake up I will be forced to put leek in it."
Kyou sprung up from his slumber and stared at Yuki.
"Fine I am up, you damned rat." Yuki smirked at his response and handed him a small tray with the food on it. He reached out and pulled one of the mochi off and took a bite into it.
Kyou stared at him for a minute examining his expression. "Well at least now you did not poison my food."
Kyou stared to eat, Yuki had walked off up into his room to go study more. He did not want the cat to notice that he had started to flush. About an hour later Yuki had walked downstairs to check on Kyou.
He found the barren tray with all the tableware placed un-orderly on it. He turned to the couch to find Kyou sleeping sitting up and a small, absent piece of rice lynching on the side of his mouth. Yuki could not refuse to give in to placing his finger on the rice and pushing onto his finger. He licked the small piece of rice off his hand and sat next to Kyou.
He noticed Kyou's heavy body started to slip down. Yuki placed Kyou's head on his lap. "Heh, the quickest way to rid yourself of a cold . . . is to give it to someone else."
He leaned his head downward toward Kyou's and kissed him on the lips. Kyou unconsciously winced. He brushed the orange hairs out of his cousin's face. Sat up straight and waited for the others to arrive home. He stared at the door trying to keep his eyes open as long as he possibly could. But he body was tired. He closed his eyes and went to sleep.
A few moments later Shigure and Honda came in.
"Well, would you look at that" Shigure stared at the two. "Maybe Yuki got ill to?"
"I think it is nice they are getting along" Honda interrupted.
They stare at the two boys then head up to their rooms to turn it in for the night.
"I don't like leek Tohru-chan" Kyou's grip around Yuki then loosened, Kyou's temperate ailing body leaning on Yuki's shoulder.
"How can he mistake me for her?!" he thought to himself. "Tohru has longer hair and a happy . . .saintly look on her face even when she is sad. He must really be ill to picture me as the only reason we seem to be fighting now. Tohru." He sighs and tries to carry Kyou back to the couch.
"He weighs a ton . . ." He affectionately laid Kyou onto the sofa and positioned the blanket over him once more.
Yuki walked back into the other room preparing a small dinner. Misou soup, two mochi, and three sushi rolls. He was proud of himself that he has actually mad dinner. He only hoped that it tasted at well as it looked. He carried it out into the front living room and tapped Kyou on his shoulder faintly.
"Kyou, wake up I have some dinner." No response. He neared Kyou's ear and let in with a cold tone, "If you don't wake up I will be forced to put leek in it."
Kyou sprung up from his slumber and stared at Yuki.
"Fine I am up, you damned rat." Yuki smirked at his response and handed him a small tray with the food on it. He reached out and pulled one of the mochi off and took a bite into it.
Kyou stared at him for a minute examining his expression. "Well at least now you did not poison my food."
Kyou stared to eat, Yuki had walked off up into his room to go study more. He did not want the cat to notice that he had started to flush. About an hour later Yuki had walked downstairs to check on Kyou.
He found the barren tray with all the tableware placed un-orderly on it. He turned to the couch to find Kyou sleeping sitting up and a small, absent piece of rice lynching on the side of his mouth. Yuki could not refuse to give in to placing his finger on the rice and pushing onto his finger. He licked the small piece of rice off his hand and sat next to Kyou.
He noticed Kyou's heavy body started to slip down. Yuki placed Kyou's head on his lap. "Heh, the quickest way to rid yourself of a cold . . . is to give it to someone else."
He leaned his head downward toward Kyou's and kissed him on the lips. Kyou unconsciously winced. He brushed the orange hairs out of his cousin's face. Sat up straight and waited for the others to arrive home. He stared at the door trying to keep his eyes open as long as he possibly could. But he body was tired. He closed his eyes and went to sleep.
A few moments later Shigure and Honda came in.
"Well, would you look at that" Shigure stared at the two. "Maybe Yuki got ill to?"
"I think it is nice they are getting along" Honda interrupted.
They stare at the two boys then head up to their rooms to turn it in for the night.