Make Me - Prologue
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A/N- Kyou thinks in single quotations, like 'this'.
'What the hell are you talking about?!' Never before had Kyou been so confused while doing so little. He thought for a moment before deciding that, in all technically, doing more would make him even more confused than he already was- or so was his logic. So he just smiled (more-or-less) and nodded instead of wording what he was actually thinking.
The other boy, not noticing that Kyou had been smiling, nodding and keeping perfectly quiet and very out of character, continued to talk. ".. And the force from the ground will then be increased when you are rushing at it at.." And talk and talk.
And do you know what takes even less effort than smiling and nodding? Not smiling, not nodding, and instead just sitting very still and staring. So that's what Kyou decided to do instead. Just staring at Yuki as he lectured him about why it was he had broken his leg when he fell off the roof. Yuki hadn't broken his leg, 'and he probably never has', Kyou thought, so there's a good chance that the mouse didn't realise how listening to someone drone on was not the best medicine a person could provide. How staring at someone with such dull eyes can get very boring. 'Though… they do have an interesting colour.' Kyou tilted his head slightly to examine them a bit more, 'And how can he be any sort of a man with eyelashes that long? And that'- at this point he had fully blocked out Yuki's voice and was now on the verge of laughing like the fool everyone thought he was- 'That is why everyone wanted to see him in a dress so bad! They thought it would suit him better!--'
And then Yuki stepped on his leg. "You're not listening, are you?" This, surprisingly, only made Kyou laugh a little bit harder and made Yuki get a bit angrier. "Fine," he said, "get back into the house by yourself." Yuki then turned and walked back to the door with his normal cool and bored look.
"Oh, I will! Who needs help from the tiny rat!" Kyou shouted to Yuki's back as the boy shut the sliding door behind him.
After staring at the door for a moment to see if Yuki might come back, and after then realising he probably wouldn't, Kyou looked around himself as if the weeds beside him could push him upstairs to his bed. They turned their petal noses up and away from him, so Kyou looked for a discarded walking stick instead. Very little luck there either. 'The whole damn yard is against me.'
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Several minutes after, Tohru had arrived home from work who- despite Kyou's protests that he was moving along nicely- helped him into the house and gave him a make-shift cast.
Some hours after that Kyou had attempted to go back on the roof and, sadly, fell off once more. Shigure then decided to place Kyou under house arrest. This was followed by Kyou, again, attempting and failing to stay on the roof.
"You know what.." Shigure beamed his flashlight onto Kyou as the red-head held onto his knee while taking a vain stab at acting as if it didn't hurt him in the least. Shigure let out an exaggerated sigh, "Why don't I just lock you in your room until that leg heals?"
This would be the time that people analyse the other to see if they are being lead as a fool or not, but Kyou being Kyou went right out and said the fateful words; "You can't make me stay," in his best low growl.
He wasn't seen out of his room the next day.
A/N - I have very little idea where this is going, but rest assured that horribly written shounen-ai, angst, spaghetti and humour will ensue. Fear.