Whoo hoo! Still luv ya all. I got a gold star from a person that likes my writing and doesn't even *like* Yuki/Kyo pairings, which I am very proud of, and people thought that my first attempt at a lime was okay. Someone even said my story was hot & sexy… thanks for that, even though I hadn't actually realised that people could see it that way. Whatever floats your boats, dudes. Just keep reviewing, and I'll keep being happy. Oh yeah, merry Easter. It's also my mum's birthday, and I totally forgot to get her something… _'. I kept thinking 'nah, it can't be on Easter Sunday, that would be weird' and that I had more time to shop. And then I did not. So I'm being slave for the day, and I'm gonna get her something soon as well. It's just hard, with no shops open. Tomorrow is another day, however.

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2.11.03 - 6.45 PM

Well, school was back in, and it was just as boring and seemingly pointless as ever. I still have to fend off glomp-attacks, as does Yuki, and I must say, we're turning out to be quite good actors. The mouthing off at each other has sort of turned into a competitive sport, with more fun behind it than it usually has. It's just really a running tally that we have going, to see who can insult each other the most. Yuki's winning, but only by one point. That hasn't stopped him from acting smug. I don't think Tohru quite knows what to think about our sudden change in attitude. She seems a little saddened that we're acting this way again; maybe we should let her into the joke. Maybe if we act all snugly and cute at home (gag) she'll get the picture, that we're doing it for the sake of the class…and not to get our eyes scratched out by scary fan-women. Eriol has taken it upon himself to start hanging around with us, much to the pain of Yuki, which in my current guise, I take much satisfaction in. Is he going to be jealous of every male friend that I have, or is it just something about Eriol that rubs Yuki the wrong way? As previously mentioned, I don't claim to understand the jerk. Since it's only the first day of school, today was really a day of stuffing about and getting things back in order. Still, some things are inescapable. Like math homework. I hate math, so very very much.

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I stuff the book back into shadows, and then stuff it on the shadow of my head board, before reluctantly returning to my desk to finish my god-accursed math homework. It's not necessarily hard, it's just inconvenient. I'll get it done, but I wont be happy about it.

My mind wanders as I scrawl down sums in my book.

Well, the 'touching Kyo' session was certainly interesting. A real eye opener. Well, we've progressed; Yuki can officially fulfil all his twisted little fantasies with me (if I let him) because we've figured out that I can in fact be touched without running away screaming. It was really quite fun, and now I know I can make him squirm as well. The next time I want his attention, I'll just shove my tongue in his ear. Okay, not a very good ethic for working together, but the bastard's cornered me enough for the past month to deserve it. It's about bloody time I start getting my own back.

I finish my sums, shove everything back in my bag for tomorrow, and head downstairs to set out the things for dinner. I still try to help around the house whenever I can, when I'm not being harassed, talking to Shimo, being teased by Shigure or recuperating from yet another blasted Elemental attack, which is to say, once in a blue moon. My life's certainly busy these days.

Tohru smiles gratefully and stammers out the usual 'you don't have to help, Kyo-kun, surely you have something more important you can be doing,' and as usual, I ignore her attempt to make me not help, and set the table, and scoop the rice into bowls. The four of us sit down, and the usual mixture of chatter and arguments ensue. I clear away the dishes into the sink, then head back upstairs to my room. It almost feels like one of the usual days that I used to experience… that is, apart from the distinct smell of Yuki that I get when I sit down on my bed. A particular feeling shoots through me, and I immediately stand up again, uncomfortable to sit on my own damn bed. Damn you for smelling good, Yuki.

Picking up a new set of boxers, I head for the shower.

I don't really have baths, relaxing just never seems to really be anything that I really care about. I can live without it, and baths involve running the water, getting the temperature right, and a whole lot more shit that I just can't be bothered doing. So I take showers.

I emerge about ten minutes later, and slip quietly back into my room to get dressed for bed.

'Kyo?'

I pause from attacking my head with a towel to answer Shimo. 'Yeah?'

'Have you sensed anything lately?'

'I don't think so. I'll tell you if I do, okay?'

'Ah, Kyo, you may not be sensing anything, but then what precisely is in our room?'

I drop my towel by the bed, my hair still rather wet, and hurry towards the door.

Suddenly, Shimo's shock explodes into my mind, then there's the equivalent of mental silence going on from Shimo. Like, uber nothing. Like an open telephone line with no one talking. Then, slowly, thoughts start fading back in, but not the controlled thoughts that Shimo can direct straight at me, but a spilling of mental jabber.

'Argh! What was that… why is that… I didn't realise… holy fuck, why do I have wings?'

I burst into Yuki's room, and stare at a confused looking Shimo, standing in the middle of the room, his wings slightly ruffled, and window wide open, allowing in a cold breeze. The jabber changes, but definitely continues, practically drowning out my own thoughts.

'Oh, thank god… Kyo will know what's going on… damn he looks good when he's wet… I have to catch him after showers more… why is he glaring at me like that?'

"Shimo, shut up!"

Shimo glares iclily at me. "It's not Shimo, baka, it's Yuki."

I frown even more than I had been before. "Since when has Yuki had red hair and wings?"

"Something happened to us, duh. Something that we guessed was an elemental was on my desk. Shimo came to and tried to chase it, but when he touched it…" 'Yuki' trailed off to lift his hands. "We sort of… switched."

This is good. Keep him talking. Talking makes the mental jabber fade a little, but I can still feel a headache coming on. "So you're trying to tell me that Shimo's stuck in the body of my boyfriend?"

'Wow, he called me his boyfriend… I guess we're finally getting somewhere… I hope I get to…'

"Yuki, keep talking!" I command, placing a hand to my forehead.

"It's not really stuck, it's more…"

'It's good that Kyo's started eating again, he was getting a bit thin… not that I really mind…he's still a sexy kitty…'

"YUKI!" I snap, my face heating up, "Put Shimo on!"

God, at least Shimo has restraint.

Yuki/Shimo shakes his head. "I can't. That's what I've been trying to tell you. I cant. Shimo's… not there…"

Oh god.

'Oh god,'

"Oh god, does this mean I'll be stuck in this body?"

I shake my head, refusing to believe it. I don't want to put up with his mental nattering any more. He has no control.

'Yuki, I want you to shut up for a second. Seriously. I can't think while you're projecting every single thought you're having at the world.'

'What the hell? How are you doing that?'

I sigh with relief. It seems that thinking a conversation doesn't leave too much time for mindless subconscious talking. 'Shimo and I do this all the time. It's how we communicate if we're away from each other, or if we're somewhere public. You're in Shimo's form, so you have his abilities. I need you to use his ability to shut up'

'What do you mean?'             

'This is what you're currently doing to my brain.' I pause for a moment to disable all the little walls of restraint around myself, and amplify the noises in my mind. I barrage him with every single little thought that occurs to me, from how I wish someone would shut the damn window, to the little niggling thought that if I don't get to bed soon, I wont get up in time for school tomorrow. I cut it off when I see Yuki/Shimo blink with surprise. Instant headache. 'This is what I want you to do.'

I clear the airwaves, projecting only silence. I try not to let my frustration slip into it, trying to keep it all purely calming. I hope it works. The jabber fades a little, but is still present. I can live with it at this level.

'Good boy. Now. So, let me get this straight. You touched the thing; Shimo got shunted into the background? Let's try bringing back the Yuki-body.'

I mentally delve right into Yuki/Shimo, and pull on the metaphorical ring-tab. The shocked silence practically deafens me, then the bright wings wrap back around his body.

"Kyo my dear, what's going on?"

"That's what I want to know." I mutter, running a hand through my hair as Shimo/Yuki takes a step forward and practically falls flat on his face. I'm guessing he's used to having to compensate for wings. Even when he had to talk and use Yuki's body while Yuki was still in it, I guess that Yuki controlled the menial functioning of the body for Shimo. This would be a new one for the poor spirit.

"Why am I in Yuki's…!!"

I catch Shimo as he practically falls over, then help him over to sit on his body's bed. "Just… Stay still."

"I think I'll do that."

"So… you tried to catch the thing on Yuki's desk?"

"Yes, and that's the last thing I remember. Well, I guess this confirms it, the thing was an Elemental."

"No shit."

Shimo/Yuki frowns. "This is so odd. Yuki needs to go to the bathroom. I haven't felt things like this before. I have experienced things through both you and your cousin, but that was always on a purely secondary level." Shimo looks up from the sheets he had been twiddling with to stare at me. "How long do you suppose that I will be stuck in this body?"

"Why do you ask?"

Feeling slightly anxious, I knock once more on the door to the bathroom.

"'Yuki', are you sure you're alright in there?"

There's the muted sound of flushing, then Shimo/Yuki replies "Yes my dear, all goes well,"

I glare at the door. "Stop calling me that, and get back out here!"

"Love, I haven't washed my hands, do you want me to be unhygienic?"

God damnit, he just switched to another of the rather embarrassing names Shimo insists on calling me. I refused to let him call me 'master', so now he appears to be getting his own back by calling me even goofier things.

"Hurry up then!"

Sulking, I lean against the doorway facing away from it and wait for Shimo to stop stuffing around. He's enjoying all the sensations of humanity too damn much. I don't know how I can hide the marked changes in my cousin's behaviour when it comes to food. That's another new sensation he hasn't dealt with yet.

The door bursts open behind me, and Shimo comes tumbling unsteadily out, leaning on the handle for support. "Ha! Now I know why you humans are so insistent for drawing out your lives for as long as possible. Such a bouquet of emotions that I haven't been privy to until this odd turn of events!"

Shimo looks positively delighted to be stuck in the body of my cousin. Like it's all one big adventure.

I stare at him suspiciously. "You realise that you're gonna have to give that back, right?"

"Oh, of course," Shimo laughs, waving a hand at me, "I wouldn't consider keeping this form with all it's high-maintenance needs. It's fun to try though."

"Uh huh." I reply, unconvinced. "Well, we're having dinner soon. I suppose you'll have to come… try not to do anything suspicious. Act jaded and unimpressed with life. Act like you're too good for this. Basically, act like Yuki."

Shimo nods, looking uncertain, his eyes cast to one side. "I'll try,"

"Seriously Shimo, this is an order. Be Yuki."

Shimo finally looks me in the eye, and it's disconcerting to see such devotion in their depths. It only just occurs to me how deeply devoted Shimo is to me. He takes it all so seriously. My stomach lurches as the thought that his calling me 'dearest' or 'love' aren't endearments, but actually how he feels. "I'll try, my dear."

Tee hee. Shimo's a squiffy bunny. That's also rather weird, 'squiffy' is in the Word dictionary. I see. Well, anyway, that's it for this time. I've been spewing out chapters a lot lately, I really need a hobby. Review if you find it worthy!