Chapter 2—Kitten Tears

By Kitsune

Disclaimer: I don't own the Fruits Basket cast.

Sorry to those who waited so long. Would you kill me if I told you I had it read for three months now? Written not typed. But it is so annoying downstairs.

Editing 'cause I got confused when I reread on Fanfiction. Added only multiple X's to show scene splits! Chapter 3 will be up soon and will be longer!

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Hatori walked pass the kitchen, noticing how messy he was. No matter how long he had been here, he never found the time to clean it up. That's how it was when he arrived. The doctor began scanning through the shelves for the cloth he needed. Kazuma's fever was still high, and this cloth, once wet, was the best thing he had.

Once he found the cloth and soaked it, the dragon returned to Kazuma's room. It was left dark to bring a more comfortable weather. Kazuma was laying under one blanket and only one. Every once in awhile his head would wince in pain. Hatori sat down next to him and carefully replaced the cloths. The martial arts teacher already had one cloth on before then, but it had warmed up so Hatori was switching them.

"If only I could do anything further," Hatori mumbled as he took a thermometer out of his pocket, cleaned it and put it in Kazuma's mouth. The gray-haired man winced again.

"K..Kyo..." Kazuma muttered in pain. The ryu nodded, knowing what the name meant. But Hatori couldn't allow Kyo to come here. It would cause too many things to lose control. Besides, Akito would kill Hatori if he told him. Of course, telling Shigure was probably a bad thing. Especially since Ayame was over.

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Kazuma was running down a field, racing the carrot-top. They were laughing, having fun and wishing this moment would last forever. Kazuma dashed up to a sakura tree, touching its trunk and turning to Kyo as the cat arrived.

"I win," Kazuma huffed. Kyo stomped his foot, pretending to be angry. It was something the master had grown accustom to. Kyo always wanted to seem like the kind of person that was hard to get by. But they both knew each other well enough to know that they understood each other. Kazuma reached out for Kyo's shoulder, touching it lightly.

Kyo suddenly pulled back. "What?" he hissed. It was something unexpected and naturally Kazuma gave a confused look. Kyo glared at Kazuma, his pupils shrinking and dying purple. "I HATE YOU!" the kitten shouted, running off.

The teacher collapsed on the ground, completely confused. Tears were forming and blurring his vision. But he did notice something. Black and white beads scattered on the ground.

"Kyo..."

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Hatori sighed as Kazuma kept repeated the cat's name. Kazuma, there is nothing I can do for you, he thought. He stood up again, going to find something that he could feed to the sick man. The ryo shuffled through piles of carrots and other things. This man is worse than Shigure's house before Tohru, he mentally commented. "Ah, here it is," he announced quietly before pulling out all the ingredients for misao soup.

The door of Kazuma's dojo slammed open, making Hatori slightly jump. He turned to the door to see a beaten up Kyo. "Kyo, what are you doing here?"

"Where... is... my... master...?" Kyo requested before falling to the ground, tired.

"Kyo?"

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