Title: Distance Chapter 6

Rating: R overall

Pairings: "Houston, we have a problem..."

Warnings: nothing for this chapter

Disclaimers: Don't own, don't sue!

Author's Notes: I'm sorry for the lack of updating...real life is kicking my butt right now. I'm actually planning on re-vamping this story after this chapter, you know, adding in more character thoughts, more details, and the such. I'm going to try and leave this off without a cliffhanger because I know I won't be able to start posting until about March, and I don't want to leave all of you hanging. You've all been great to me, and I thank you all so much! It's just I don't like where this story is heading, and how I'm writing it. I'd like it to be a bit more in-depth, and so far I'm just barely skimming over the surface. So after this chapter, I will be on hiatus until March. If I'm done earlier, you'll see me posting, but for now I will just say March to stay safe. Thanks again for reading!

Kyoshiro finished packing the camp, stuffing everything in the box he had used to carry herbs and medicines. Yuya's scent was all over it, a faint perfume-y scent mingled with that of sweat, dirt, and grime. She had not bathed too recently, he assumed.

His strong sense of smell could point out exactly where Yuya was, and Kyoshiro made a point of avoiding that direction. The last thing he wanted was to run into the strawberry blonde woman. She would only cause problems to his hold and control over Kyo.

Kyoshiro shouldered the pack, taking one last look around before beginning his trek. He, himself, would not miss Yuya. While at one point he had fancied himself to be infatuated, he learned quickly that it was his Kyo side that cared for her.

"So you are going to leave her, huh?"

"Yes." Kyoshiro had known that Yukimura was right there, watching for at least an hour.

"You don't care what happens to her?" The voice held a hint of surprise.

"It is not I who cared for her in the first place."

No, I guess you didn't care." Yukimura stepped out from the shadows, his arms crossed lazily over his chest. "But she does."

Kyoshiro scoffed. "She cares about Kyo."

"True." Yukimura arched an eyebrow. "But she also cares about you. Even though you don't want to admit it, even to yourself, you also care about her."

"I will admit that, at one time, I felt...attracted to her." He growled. "But that attraction is gone, just like Kyo's control over me. He's the one who fell in love with her, not me!" Kyoshiro pointed to his chest as if to emphasize his point.

"But you wanted to."

Oh, how Kyoshiro wanted to just strangle Yukimura. He was pointing out every weakness, every single thought Kyoshiro had purposely shoved aside so he could move on. He was digging in places he should know better not to touch. He was making him angry.

And Kyo was starting to scratch at his nerves...

"Leave." Kyoshiro spat, his eyes squinting. "Leave now, and never come to me again."

Yukimura sighed, stretching his body before starting to move away. "Just so you know, she was released this morning."

"I know."

"Then you know who is waiting for her." Yukimura grinned as he melted into the shadows. "And she will be waiting for you."

Kyoshiro tried to follow Yukimura with his eyes, but after a few moments he could no longer see the irritating figure. He sighed in relief, and began to walk towards the nearest road. Yuya wasn't his problem anymore. He had no control over what did or did not happen to her. She wasn't his responsibility.

Then why did he find himself going in her direction...?

TBC...

-I know, it is short, and then I'm going on a break. And even though I tried, I still think I left it on a mild cliffie. :( I'm sorry. Don't hate me! But I have a schedule and a tentative outline for this story, so maybe I'll be able to get it done sooner than March. No guarantee's, mind you, but just a maybe. I'm trying! Thank you all for reading and I look forward to hearing from you when I start posting the new and revised version of Distance!

Midnight Anonymous