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Warning: This story contains language and sexual situations between men. If this bothers you, do not read.
Full Moon Curse:
Poor Rat
Yuki was extremely concerned about the scene that was about to occur at Shigure's house. Kyou had left about ten minutes before, but Yuki's pride hadn't allowed him to follow; he had to get back that damn tape.
"I'll kiss you for it," Yuki pleaded as a last resort.
"No, I don't think you will." Akito responded airily. "Unlike Shigure, I only accept willing participants. Besides, I think a video of you telling the cat you'd take him out is worth much more than even your velvet lips." Akito's half smile bordered on lecherous.
Yuki felt his face grow hot. "You know that I never…if you'd have let Kagura come over like she was supposed to." Yuki snapped wanting to punch his cousin.
"Hmm…Perhaps." Akito's twisted smile broadened. "I wonder what the cat's up to now. I'm sure he's had ample time to murder Shigure. Better stop him, Yuki, you know I'm just looking for an excuse to lock him up forever, and after that tender little display, I just know you wouldn't want that."
Yuki glared in response wondering if he was too late to save the worthless writer.
Akito's wicked laughter echoed as Yuki raced back to the house.
Shigure was busy writing his new story. What could he say? Kyou inspired him. Since hooking up with the cat, his novels seemed to possess a strong passion, and his sex scenes had become much more interesting.
He smiled when he heard the door to his study open. He was definitely ready for bed. Although receiving a blow job at his desk wouldn't be so bad either. He loved it when Kyou got creative.
"I bet you can't guess what I've been thinking about all night," Shigure said seductively without turning to face the man behind him.
"I probably can," Kyou answered. His voice sounded strained.
Shigure sighed. "Lose to Yuki again? You'll always win with me." Shigure turned to face his lover and beckoned Kyou toward him. For some reason he felt slightly uneasy. Kyou's eyes were narrowed to small slits. "Come, Kyou-kun, I'll make you forget all about it."
"I bet you would." Kyou's voice was frigid.
Shigure was feeling more than concerned. Usually Kyou came and kissed him immediately. That's when he noticed Kyou's hands shaking and the murderous look in Kyou's eyes.
"Kyou-kun, what are you doing with that knife?"
"I'm going to kill you," Kyou answered flatly.
"Oh, really? Why?" Shigure stayed seated.
Kyou laughed without mirth. "I guess you forgot our anniversary." Kyou took a step forward. "I guess you don't know anything about the curse."
"Silly me." Shigure chuckled.
"How could you," he hissed. "How could you… do that…with me?" Kyou's voice trembled. "I hate you!"
"Something's changed," Shigure was able to deduce before the knife flew past his head and into the wall behind him.
"I'd rather kill you with my bare hands anyway!" Kyou shouted before lunging at him. Luckily for Shigure, Kyou was intercepted by Yuki who was barely able to restrain his weaker cousin.
Shigure stood calmly, picked up the phone, and dialed. "Haa-san, I don't believe Kyou-kun is well."
Yuki sat listlessly in his room sure that he had made a bad decision. Kyou may have been sleeping with Shigure under the curse, but now he was at the main house and Yuki was sure that he'd lost his mind. He knew that the cat would add this to the long list of injuries Yuki had caused him. Kyou had appeared shell shocked the night before when Hatori had arrived and taken him back to the main house. Yuki could only hope that Akito was leaving his cousin alone.
A familiar voice from the other room brought Yuki back. "Shit," he cursed under his breath. This was not happening.
"I have come to comfort you, my dear brother!" Ayame announced from the doorway. "I tell you, I had the hardest time deciding who to use my healing touch with first. Do I go to my dearest friend, my cousin, who was once my lover…" Ayame paused for effect before flipping his long silvery mane. "Or, do I embrace the dear younger brother who was forced to endure the absence of my warmth for all those foolish years of my adolescence?" Ayame plopped on the bed next to Yuki who in turn covered his head with a pillow. Ayame pulled the pillow away forcing Yuki to look at him. "As you can see, love, I chose you."
"Go torture Shigure," Yuki requested.
Ayame clicked his tongue. "No, no, brother dear, I, Sohma Ayame, will not leave my baby brother alone during his darkest hour, regardless of what you may say, I know you need me; I saw the tape."
Yuki couldn't repress a groan. "It's not…"
"Yuki, Yuki, did you think that I wouldn't understand what it is to burn with passion for a man? I lusted after Tori for years and years before I was finally able to consummate my love for him."
"Uh…"
"So as you can see, I'm the perfect candidate to which you can share your feelings for Kyou-kun. What turns you on the most? I personally like his pissy expression and those flashing eyes."
"Uh…"
"I know it's hard when you find out the one you want can't be cursed to want you or that he's mostly straight, but I'm so glad to know we have so much in common. Just let me know when you want to learn about pleasing a man. Goodness, there's so much I can't wait to teach you."
Yuki leapt from the bed and fled his brother.
Hatori sighed. It had been two weeks since Kyou had come to stay with him, and the cat had spoken very little. Instead he had spent his time brooding and fighting with Haru. The cow was more than willing to be a sparring partner since seeing the video of Yuki attempting to break the curse. Black Haru had stayed around for almost a complete day causing havoc and annoying Hatori.
Presently Momiji was the cause of his annoyance as he was showing the video to Hiro and Kisa. He prayed silently that Haru wouldn't come back before it was finished. He started when Yuki walked through the door.
"Where's Kyou?" he asked quietly. Hatori shrugged as, I'll even take you out places and stuff drifted from the other room. Yuki's face turned a bright shade of red. He stormed into the other room.
Seconds later Hatori could hear yelling. "Would you just turn that off? Everyone doesn't have to see it you know." Yuki's voice shook.
"But it's so cute," Momiji cooed. "I just know that Kisa wanted to see it. Isn't that right?"
"Sure I think it's sweet. Don't you, Hiro?"
Hatori looked into the room in time to see Hiro shoot Yuki a glare that said it all.
Hatori looked out the window with alarm before calling to his younger cousins, "Kyou and Haru are coming in, so get rid of that damn video." Hatori surveyed his cousins with interest both definitely looked more battered than when they had left earlier that day.
"I'm not talking to you," Haru snarled at Yuki as he entered the room causing Momiji to giggle. Kyou's gaze fell on his cousin before he retreated to a corner and leaned against the wall.
Hiro looked at him accusingly. "Yuck," the brat spat out with disgust.
Yuki glanced around at all his cousins. Hatori attempted to maintain an objective appearance but he could tell that Yuki was uncomfortable with Haru and Hiro's glares, Kyou's cold indifference, and Kisa and Momiji's silly grins.
"Listen, all of you," he finally ranted, "I never have, and I never will have feelings for Kyou." Haru threw himself into Yuki's arms and nuzzled him. "I don't have feelings for you either."
Kyou raised an eyebrow his expression resembling that of the old Kyou. "How can you not have feelings for me, you damn rat? You did offer to take me out…and stuff."
Haru glared at him.
"I came over to see if you'd come home tomorrow night," Yuki turned his attention to his former rival.
"Hell, no," Kyou snapped.
"He will be gone and Tohru doesn't understand why you won't see her. She hasn't been herself since you left. You know she's been over here several times," Yuki's voice bordered on pleading.
Kyou's eyes filled with pain. "I just can't yet." He paused for thought. "You're sure he's going to be gone?"
"Yes," Yuki answered with certainty.
Kyou nodded. "If you stay here tonight, I'll go back with you tomorrow."
Yuki sighed with relief. "Sure."
Hatori hated the fact that he was wondering why Kyou wanted Yuki to stay. He was getting as bad as Ayame.
Yuki was sick of Haru's presence. The cow had refused to leave the two of them alone, and Yuki was very curious as to how Kyou was doing. In truth, he missed talking to him and even listening to his problems concerning Shigure. The three of them had spent most of the night in an awkward silence until Kyou finally announced he was going to bed.
Luckily Akito was extremely ill, so Yuki felt no unease as he crawled into his bed in the guest room. He hoped that Kyou's return would brighten Tohru's attitude. Although she now knew of the curse, she still felt that somehow Kyou's leaving was all her fault. Yuki leaned back onto the comfortable bed and was quickly asleep.
He awoke sometime later to someone kissing the back of his neck. He groaned, knowing exactly who it was. He jumped when a hand began caressing his groin. "Haru, knock it off," he snapped. It was still dark out. "Go back to your room, or, better yet, go home. Mmmn…" The hand had caused Yuki to groan. "I mean it." He clasped the wrist and pulled the hand away.
"What if I'm not Haru?" A voice whispered in his ear. As another hand trailed up and down Yuki's chest. Yuki turned to face his molester.
"Kyou, what the hell?"
Kyou shrugged in the darkness. "Just enjoy it, you damn rat. Just think of it as a thank you for breaking the curse, and a thank you for keeping it broken in the full moons to come." Kyou kissed Yuki hard. "After all, it's what you wanted from me."
Yuki pulled away slowly not wanting to offend his cousin. "Not you too. Does everyone think I want you?"
"If you don't want me, then why did you want me to fall in love with you?" Kyou's voice had a slight edge.
"I didn't really. I just didn't want…"
"Oh," Kyou's voice held some relief. "I just thought…"
Their faces were only inches apart and Yuki knew his cheeks were red with embarrassment. "You don't have to sleep with me to get me to hang out with you every full moon. I'll do it for free."
"I wanted you." Kyou's words ran together as if he didn't want to say them.
"Oh," Yuki responded nervously shocked to find his body react to that blunt admission.
"Well, not you in particular. I think I'm a sex addict. I hate him."
"I don't blame you."
"But I hate myself more. I liked it, and even now, I still want it." Kyou's voice held shame. "Do you think I'm…"
"No. I mean, I bet I would like it. It's not like we can really, with girls or anything," Yuki stumbled through hoping that his words brought Kyou some comfort. He was relieved that it was just about sex and remaining un-cursed. Haru was more than enough to deal with.
TBC
