Side Note - Sorry this took so long to get out for those who were waiting for it. *gives a compensation Pocky to her imaginary friend for being so patient*

And Another - As a warning, it may be good for you to note that a plot is actually evident in the following chapter- which is incredibly different from the previous ones. Do not be alarmed.

Disclaimer - I know all, see all, and will soon own all once world domination is complete. Until then, cheers.

Make Me

Chapter Three

The sound of footsteps on the wooden staircase were not the only sounds- and definitely not the quietest- that were heard early morning as Yuki made his way downstairs. As Yuki heard the clattering of dishes from the kitchen he noted that he should just keep a bottle of Advil beside his bed for mornings like these. As anyone could quickly tell you; Yuki is not the most morning of persons, but this particular morning seemed worse than the one he had, say, any other night before it. This was because he had a great deal of trouble falling asleep the night before, and this had to do with his mind's polite refusal to kindly 'shut the hell up' as Yuki had requested.

It seemed as though Yuki's mind had no other time to discuss its point-of-view about why Kyou had had his eyes to fixed on him the day before. When Yuki first felt that Kyou was staring at him yesterday, he decided to ignore it rather than have Kyou burst out laughing as he described in great detail the size of the oozy zit that Yuki was sure he must have had in the centre of his forehead. The bit that troubled him now was how his face was acne free when he went to the bathroom to check right after he finished playing doctor on Kyou's broken leg.

'He must know,' his mind had insisted as he lay fully awake in bed the night before. Yuki tried to convince the nosey voice that Kyou was just watching him to see that he did a good enough job. Or maybe he just happened to be staring off to space in his general direction. But, no matter how many times Yuki tried to sell himself those lines, he never bought any of them. Instead his mind turned to the paranoia it had previously been infatuated with and kept him awake even longer with the thoughts of Kyou catching on to every awkward move that Yuki had made around him for the past week when he couldn't escape being so close to him. 'He must know.'

Well, Yuki thought, if he does than why shouldn't he confront him? He had been waiting for an opportunity to arise that was similar to this one, hadn't he? So he could just get everything off his chest and perhaps runs into the woods where he hoped some owl could at least enjoy him for a midnight snack if not for what he hoped Kyou would feel for him. Once he thought about it again, the woods would be a nice place to live instead of going through with what his mind had already written in huge letters on his To-Do List.

He reached the bottom of the steps and glanced at the sliding door in the corner of his eye and mentally shook his head free of the thought. He should have nothing to fear, right? He should be brave, confident, slightly egotistical, but not too much because no body likes someone like that, do they? Oh, what was Yuki worrying so much about anyways? He knew exactly what he was doing and he was obviously a very brave person- or so he wanted to believe. After all, was he a man or a mouse or neither so he didn't have to think of the complexity of what the term meant in his case.

Yuki became once again distracted by the clattering sounds in the kitchen and let out a sigh of relief that Tohru must still be preparing breakfast. He could volunteer to change Kyou's bandages for her so that she didn't have an extra thing to do that morning and then just get it over with and have a whole day to pack his bags and never be seen again. The thought that he should maybe wait until after breakfast crossed his mind for a brief moment at the mental image he now had of himself with messy hair, baggy eyes, and hopefully not a huge pimple that he still worried could appear at any given moment.

He decided to ignore these thoughts so that he could just get what he planned to do over and done with, so he walked into the kitchen to tell Tohru what he would generously do for her. Sadly, and to his great confusion, he found Shigure in the kitchen with breakfast on the stove and one nicely broken plate on the floor. He walked up to Shigure, careful not to step on any of the sharp edges of what was a lovely addition to a dining set and watched him for a moment as Shigure glared into the cupboard at more dishes.

When Shigure caught Yuki in the corner of his eye he turned to face him with a bright smile, "Finally come to help me?"

Yuki raised an eyebrow at just what he wanted help with and looked down again at the broken plate. "There are ways to wash dishes without breaking them and buying new ones. Did you know that they even have machines that do that sort of thing for you now?"

Shigure looked down at the plate as well and brought his eyes back up to Yuki as if he had not noticed the mess before he had just now pointed it out. Yuki glared at him for a moment before Shigure laughed nervously and pointed to the cupboard while whispering, "mouse."

"What?"

Shigure put one hand on the edge of the counter and leaned into it, "There's a mouse in the cupboard and it scared Tohru," he told him with a theatrical sigh, but quickly smiled again, "but now you can help me get it!"

Yuki glared at him once more before stepping over the pieces of the broken ceramic and knelt down in front of the drawer where the first aid kit was kept. "I'm not going to help you kill a rat."

"But he probably came here because of you! Just take him out or something before he gets our food!" At this point Yuki stopped listening to the older man's baby-like whines and turned his full attention to the drawer that seemed to be missing his little white box with the many labels. All at once Shigure stopped his performance and was beside Yuki looking down at him with an exaggerated look of concern plastered onto his face. "Have you been under a lot of stress? Not feeling well? They may come if they sense that, you know."

"I know."

"Just so long as we both know.." He continued to watched Yuki for a moment longer before he added, "Do you know that the first-aid box won't appear after you look for it the tenth time?"

Yuki looked up and gave Shigure is best 'piss off' look before he felt compelled to ask, "So where is it?"

Shigure smiled in his triumph and informed him that Tohru went to change Kyou's bandages while he got the mouse out of the kitchen. This suddenly seemed painfully obvious and Yuki cursed himself for even looking for the box in the first place and cursed even more for now thinking of how he would now have to wait until the evening to tell him. Or, why not tell him in front of Tohru, he thought. It's not as if he could hide it forever, and he honestly didn't feel like doing so anymore.

Yuki wished Shigure the best of luck in his mouse hunt and took the stairs two at a time and he heard his heart beating loudly in his ears as he stood outside Kyou's closed door. As he gathered his courage, counted to three and finally reached for the doorknob, he was stopped midway by the sound of voices inside. He thought better of it for a second, but soon felt himself pressing his ear against the door to see if he could make out what they were saying. Maybe Kyou was already telling Tohru what he assumed he knew. Maybe they were having the best of time saying how they both always knew he would be the one to turn gay on them.

Most of the words were cut off, but he made out the sounds of Tohru's flustered voice as she said, "..but it'll be better when you can leave your room, right? Maybe then we can go out and do something to celebrate.. Just us," followed by Tohru's nervous laughter and more talking that was too quiet to make out. Then silence. Yuki imagined the worse scenario that he could think of- that Tohru had apologized like she always did and Kyou had kissed her in a sudden realization that he couldn't possibly be with anyone else.

His mind quickly tried to remind him that the two of them couldn't exactly kiss easily unless Tohru had found a new love for bestiality that no one would have suspected, but Yuki quickly ignored him and made his way back down the stairs to help Shigure kill the rat.

End Chapter 3

Side Note - Oh yes. Longer indeed! *does a jig* Everyone likes a crazy love triangle right? Right! Next we can just have, say, Shigure randomly having the hots for Tohru because, damn, somebody has to. But that probably won't happen unless I feel cynical. Don't fear the reaper, fear me instead.