Okay, not like anyone cares, but over the next week (spring break), I am going to try and finish a bunch of my fics, this one included. If you are a fan of Mood Swings, my TT fic, as soon as I finish up a few fics, I will start on the sequel since that is what almost everyone voted for Anyways, enjoy this chappy.
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to any of my fics. If I did, my fics would be actually happening….hehehehe
Chapter 4: Loneliness is the same as Coldness
Yuya's eyes fluttered open. She could feel the cold ground under her, but a blanket over her, and a fire beside her. Looking straight up, she saw the bright stars against a dark sky. Sighing deeply, she moved her head to see her surroundings.
She couldn't exactly remember what had happened. She remembered the fight, then helping Kyo, and then it she was walking to her things. After that everything was a blank.
She didn't see Kyo anywhere, but she had a feeling he was nearby. Pushing herself up, she was hit with dizziness that sent her back to the ground, holding her head. Taking a steadying breath, she heard a slight chuckle. Kyo.
"Shut up." She moaned, trying to move her injured leg, but felt the pain shoot up and down it.
Kyo only grinned demonically as he sat down against the tree next to her.
"Don't tell me what to do wench." He ordered the demonic smile still on his face. He set his sword down beside him, and stared into the fire, the light casting shadows on his face.
"You ass." She muttered, once again trying to sit up. Ignoring the dizziness, she pushed herself up and leaned against an oak tree behind her, closing her eyes against the dizzy feeling.
"Shut up wench. You were fool enough to let yourself lose so much blood. I had to haul your heavy ass up here." He muttered continuing to gaze into the fire, an annoyed look in his fire red eyes.
"Yeah, but you could have just left me there. You didn't, so that means it's not my fault. And I'm not fat." She muttered the last part angrily. He had walked right into that comment though, and both of them knew it.
Kyo's eyes hardened and he turned to give her his deadliest look, which she replied to by giving him an innocent smile.
"Kyo…"Yuya said after they had sat in silence for a few minutes.
"What now bitch?" He asked sounding extremely annoyed.
"I just…" She started then stopped, "I just wanted to say thank you. You don't have to bite my head off." She snapped back finally.
"I don't need your thanks." He said in just a rude of tone.
Snapping her eyes in his direction, she mumbled something under her breath. Struggling to stand, she finally stood, putting most of her weight on her good leg as she limped over to where Kyo had placed her sword.
Using the katana as a cane, she turned to face him, anger showing in her eyes.
"You may not need my thanks, but I did take care of your wound." Eyes blazing, she glared down at him, as he stared lazily up at her from his position on the ground. "I don't expect anything from you, but I would appreciate something other than you constantly calling me names." She finished by glaring at him.
When Kyo didn't say anything, she shook her head in disappointment and turned on the heel of her good leg and limped to the other side of the fire, so that the fire blocked all sight of Kyo as she sat down.
Cursing in her mind, Yuya gazed at the fire, wishing she could burn her frustration as easily as it burned the sticks and logs. The fire reminded her of her past, the long and cold nights she spent by herself. Suddenly, she was tossed into a cold and distant memory.
A twelve year old blonde haired girl watched the people walk by her, some not noticing her, and others just pushing and shoving past her. With a determined look on her face, she pushed past the people and finally got a moments rest in a deserted alley way. The people outside of it continued to hustle and bustle by, all busy doing things or going places.
With a heavy sigh, she sat down and leaned against the wall nearest her, her long bangs falling to cover her face as she pulled a pouch from waist. With another sigh, she poured out the few coins she had and groaned. She didn't have much. It would probably only buy her a roll of bread.
Dropping the few coins back into the pouch, she blew the blonde strands of hair from her face and stood, putting the pouch back into her pocket. Wiping the dirt from her already dirty kimono, she walked back out into the street. That's when it happened.
"Stop! Thief!" Someone yelled; the crowd seemed to part simultaneously as a young boy, no older than Yuya ran through the cleared path. Without a moment's notice, he slammed into her, knocking her to the ground. The bowl he had been stealing flew to the ground and broke. The boy was once again on his feet, and without a second glance at Yuya or the bowl, took off running again.
Yuya lay there, stunned momentarily before easing herself onto her elbows and rubbing the back of her head which had a lump on it. Looking up, she saw three police officers panting infront of her. They were looking after the boy with annoyance and tiredness written all over their faces.
Glancing down at her momentarily they muttered curses about the boy. Pushing herself off of the dirty ground, and tried to wipe the dirt from her face and clothes.
"That inconsiderate jerk." She muttered, looking at her disheveled appearance.
The shopkeeper came running up at that moment, noticing her for a moment then the police officers, and then to the broken bowl.
"Look what that little brat did to my bowl!" the man growled angrily, his eyes showing anger and hatred, directed at Yuya.
Stepping back in surprise, she watched him warily. "What the hell is that supposed to mean? The dumb street urchin ran into me. Don't go blaming me when he stole it from you in the first place. You should blame yourself. Look at me! I'm covered in dirt now, and all you do is start accusing me." Her voice was deadly and dangerous, even for a twelve year old.
"You little bitch. How dare you speak to me that way." The shopkeeper growled. Raising his hand, he moved to strike her, but her foot shot up suddenly, keeping his fist away with her foot, while she stood balanced on her other one.
"Why you…" The man growled angrily as he pulled his hand away, only to get hit in the face with her foot. Bringing her foot down, a small smile on her face, she turned to leave, suddenly realizing something was missing.
Her eyes widened as her hand flew to where her money pouch was, and an angry expression took over. It was gone.
Cursing loudly, she cast an angry glance at the man behind her, and stalked off. She now had nothing to buy food, or get a place to sleep that night.
That night, Yuya was camped in the woods. She had found a bush of wild berries, and taken the risk of eating them. Her tiny fire cast little light on the darkened clearing, and even littler warmth. Huddling as close as she dared get to the fire, Yuya fell asleep, her teeth chattering, in the cold.
Yuya snapped out of her reverie as someone shook her shoulders. Looking up into Kyo's face, the memories from the past faded, and she was left feeling alone once more even though Kyo was there infront of her.
Kyo had wondered why the bitch of a woman wasn't complaining, and he could tell she wasn't sleeping. So when he had gotten up to see what she was up too, he had seen her unblinking, distant gaze. That was the first time he felt remotely worried. She seemed to be in a trance, and he had seen her tremble slightly as if cold, even though she was warm when he shook her to wake her up.
Her gaze flickered in recognition as she forced herself to focus on him.
His demonic eyes watched her closely, still not letting go of her shoulders. Closing her eyes, Yuya sighed before opening them again. The previous distant look that had been in her eyes was gone, but it had been replaced by that of exhaustion.
"Go away." She said half heartedly, leaning against the tree.
"What if I don't want to?" He asked mockingly, trying to anger her again.
"I don't care anymore." She muttered, the exhaustion creeping into her voice.
Kyo watched her closely, finally letting his hands fall. She seemed different. The trance thing had done something to her, and it had changed her attitude for the moment at least.
Without warning, Kyo leaned towards her, his lips brushing hers lightly, making her eyes shoot open. Without a second thought though, he pulled away and was back on the other side of the fire in the blink of an eye, a devious smile planted on his face.
Yuya sat there with a shocked expression on her face and in her eyes, until finally she fell asleep, not saying anything to Kyo.
Okay pple, I got enough demands for updates since no one else ever updates. This is the first in the three chapters I'm adding. The next and third are already going to be updated when you are reading this. Anyways, hope you enjoyed the beginning of their little romance….-cackles evilly-
Plotting next two chapters…
DHM-
