"Leave me alone." Kyou growled, his canine teeth flashing brightly as he clenched his teeth, pulling himself to his feet. He swayed slightly and glared as Tohru tried to help him. He didn't their or anyone's help. He stepped backwards but felt a strong hand on his back.

He turned around and found himself staring into purple eyes. Bluish haired bangs, almost lavender, fell over the eyes. He growled lowly when he saw who had touched him. Yuki.

Chapter Six

"Get away from me you damned rat!" Kyou hissed, anger rising more and more as he looked into Yuki's soft eyes. He clenched his teeth, canine teeth still glinting and barred at the teenager in the cat's sight.

"No." Yuki said calmly, not removing his eyes from Kyou's crimson ones. He heard the sharp intake of breath and knew that Kyou was barely containing his temper with him and he didn't know how long he could keep the cat's attention diverted.

"I said," Kyou growled as he ripped his hand away, ignoring the pain that shot through his arm starting from his wrists. "Get the hell off me." The last bit of the statement was let out in one angry breath, slowly and clearly.

"You need rest and hopefully," Yuki replied calmly, not wanting to add more fuel to the raging fire, "We won't have to drug you." He said, a silent warning hanging in the air that he wasn't lying at all.

Kyou snorted as he stepped away from the rat and glared at Tohru who was slowly approaching. His cold glare stopped her, causing her to look down at the wooden floor with an ashamed look in her eyes.

"Why did you do it?" Yuki questioned, asking the question that was on everyone's mind and that was also hanging thickly in the air.

Kyou turned, body tense and rigid. The tension in the air was so thick that it could most likely be cut with a knife. Kyou's body shivered with anticipation to the word knife. He'd done it once, he could do it again.

"Why?" Yuki asked, calm as ever as he repeated the question.

"What's it to you?" Kyou growled, his orange hair standing on end in frustration and anger.

"Don't you mean what's it to all of us?" Yuki tilted his head slightly. Inwardly he was concerned also, but he sighed with exasperation. How could he expect to get through the thick skull of Kyou's? He shook himself, he had to help the cat! If not for Kyou himself than for Tohru and everyone else.

Even though the cat was supposed to be hated, Kyou had a way with touching people's hearts and making them look at him twice. His nature was brash, but underneath the rough exterior, he was quite pleasant to be around.

Kyou gulped and stared at the rat without fear in his eyes. His heart turned to ice in one minute. "You want to know why?" Kyou laughed coldly as he stared at the rat, laughter not reaching his eyes.

Yuki gave a slight nod and glanced around the room and saw the others were in anticipation for the explanation also. Shigure walked into the room from where he was listening after he had left earlier.

"Yes." Yuki said. "We all do." He saw Kyou blink and land a swift gaze across the room.

Kyou stiffened when he saw that everyone in the room was watching him and waiting for an explanation. He glared at them and saw Tohru shrink back a little bit. The pang of guilt was quickly brushed off before it affected him.

"Well?" Shigure questioned, speaking the question that had settled into Yuki's bluish eyes.

"I'm not telling."

"WHAT?!" Tohru shouted before gasping and covering her mouth, looking away with a look of shame written on her face.

"Why not?" Yuki said, an exasperated sigh following as he rubbed his temple slightly, feeling the headach coming already from the words to come from the cat next.

"Because I don't have to." He said before he turned and walked out of the room, swaying slightly as his body tried desperately to replenish the blood that was lost during his suicide attempt.

"I don't know what to do." Tohru whispered as she fell to her knees. Yuki walked over to her and knelt down, putting a hand on her shoulder for comfort. His eyes spoke what he couldn't say. Neither did he know what to do.

"I'm worried about him." Kazuma said as soft as the wind. He lowered his head. He shouldn't have pushed him and now, now he hated him. So much for being the loving father he had never had.

TBC