A/N: Hello everyone. Ugh, I feel so dirty at this moment.. I have a cold My trashcan is FULL of kleenex, and when I talk.. It's like Kenny from South Park sometimes.. Well anyways, I'm sorry not for updating.. I'll try to get two chapters up this week..

I might only get one though, I'm really sorry to everyone for being so late on updates.. I've kind of had writer's block, and I'm getting in too many ideas.. And I wanna finish this one before I continue on anything else.. See, I make people feel special too, right? I at least hope I do.. I hope to reach around 2000 words in this chapter... Well, here is the answers to the reviews!

Reviews:

Dana: Oh my god! You guessed me age! I'm only 12 years old.. Yes, I know.. I'm underage to even be writing this story, but it's not like I give a damn if I'm underage.. I feel like a total moron now.. Oh my god! Tomorrow, if I don't finish it, it would be April Fool's day! Yippeee!

Eh, I know that Aya's name is usually spelled Ayaa or Aaya, I was just too lazy to change it because I knew I'd probably forget how I spelled it if I did.. Eh, I'm such a dumb person, ne? I hate my name! Like jeesh, you go to google and search for Kandis an old band pops up! And no, I was not joking either O.O I like getting lotsa reviews..

I never thought I would get so much reviews about how I shouldn't be depressed and everything.. Man, people must really like my story O.O

Wolfbane2: Eh, do you even know how I act? For Easter my parents bought me 11 ELEVEN DVD's.. Well, my mom did.. I still have to get something from my Dad.. And I don't wanna die to make others feel better, I want to die to make them feel pain.. Then I'd laugh.. Muwahahahhahahaa I'm such a cruel person so ignore most of what I say, ne?

Kyou's Koneko: Hey, I love your nickname.. But I'm Kyou's kitten, Muwahahaha! And thank you for saying that I write like a 19 year old. On MSN, people sometimes mistake me for an adult.. I usually keep a professional appearance on MSN.. Here, I'm just.. like.. high O.O

SlowMotionRunner: I know! They're at it like rabbits, sorry Momiji-chan, but when I read fictions of KyouXYuki, all I wanna read is the yaoi part, I'm hoping this chapter may be a bit.. fluffier? Eh, is that what they call it?

ImARandomPerson: I'm supposed to be perfect though.. I wish I was.. But first term, I've missed half of school and yet I'm an honor student.. I've missed like two months of school, and in second term I'm still an honor student.. I WANNA BE PERFECT

EggDropSoup: Eh, I don't think your posts when through, Nicole.. I can't seem to find them on FBR, but anyways, thank you for the reviews You make me feel so much better, and it seems that you always bring a smile to my face.. Eh, I'm getting too gushy..

Spiral: Eh, sorry but those little twirls don't go through when I upload them so I'll just ignore the dots in your name. Thank you for reviewing like every chapter! I hope that if I get many reviews, it will bringing people into reading it. And you can't keep my Kyou! Damn you!

Meii Kun: Hehehee, you must like torturing Shigure to have your nickname as that. Thank you so much, I know that if I could do better, I'd get many more reviews from wonderful people like you! You all make me feel so much more special than I am!

ILOVECOOKIESDOYOU: Nah, I hate cookies.. Eh, oh.. That wasn't the question, was it. Oopsies, hehehe that's so like me.. And of course I'll keep it up, but please.. If you review again, please use propper grammer..

Daquiri: Eh, you love me? Uh, thanks.. I guess O.O I hope that you're a dude.. But I know, people just love my story and if I didn't continue.. Everyone would die and rot in the earth.. and then I would laugh.. So I must laugh now..

MUWAHAHAAHHAHAAAA

Chapter 8: The Truth

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The two sat on the log, Kyou leaning back, his hands keeping him up as he looked over towards the violet haired boy who sat behind him. The boy's creamy white skin, his small violet colored eyes. How could I tell him, Kyou thought as he bit down on his bottom lip.

It was almost graduation, the day when he would get locked up forever. He'd be left alone for the rest of his life, have to live locked up in the Main House under lock and key and he'd never see his darling Prince again, he was sure of it. Akito would allow visitors, but if he was to find out about him and Yuki, Yuki wouldn't even be able to look at Kyou again..

"Kyou?"

Kyou looked up when he heard Yuki whisper his name, he forced a smile as he looked into Yuki's bright orbs, nodding to signal Yuki to continue on with what he wanted to say. It had to be important for Yuki to actually address him with his name. The two had gave each other nicknames, and would rarely speak each other's name..

"Are you okay?" Yuki whispered as he looked at Kyou, his hands tightly clasped politely in his lap as he glanced downwards. "You seem to be a bit out of focus," Yuki continued, a slight blush forming on his cheeks..

"Uh, yeah, I'm fine," Kyou managed to cough out as he sat up, straightening his posture as he looked up at the sky, a true smile forming across his face as he looked over to Yuki who gave a small smile back, but yet it didn't seem sincere.

"Do you think Ayame is gone yet," Yuki asked as he rolled his eyes, shifting nervously in his spot as he fidgeted with his hands, he looked over at Kyou who shrugged before he stood up, brushing himself off before letting out a pale colored hand..

Kyou grabbed the Prince's hand and stood up, and together they walked home hand in hand, smiles upon their faces, gradually looking at each other as they reached the house..

But something deep within Kyou was bothering him. The secret he had hid from everyone, the secret he wanted to tell Yuki about but couldn't... Only Akito, Hatori, and Kureno knew about it, knew about how he was getting locked up at graduation..

And each day was coming closer, each day seemed to pass quicker even though the neko wanted his last days to last longer. Each passing day he would wake up, thinking to himself how he would tell Yuki about this, wondering how the nezumi would act..


Wondering if he would still love him,

Wondering if this was all a game..

And he remembered this all as they arrived home, both seperating as they entered, ignoring the cries of welcome from both Ayame and Shigure. And they both went up to their rooms, and lay on their bed, wondering of each other.. Wondering of the things to come..

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Why is it, Yuki, that everyone appreciates you,

Everyone bows down to you,

Why do you seem so perfect in everyone's eyes but mine..

The way your violet colored hair lightly carrasses your face,

Your long lashes fluttering over your pale skin..

The way how you always walk with that girl..

The one with the long brunette hair..

The one who flaunts around in those short skirts,

Always catching your eyes and making you smile..

You never smile that way to anyone else..

What is so special about Tohru Honda...

Everyone loves you so much,

You manipulate people into liking you,

With your dazzling good looks..

Your polite manners..

But you don't fool me,

You make people do everything for you..

Why are you so selfish..

And even though I love you..

I'll never forget..

The day I embarrassed myself...

I can clearly remember the look on your face,

But until now..

I've realized..

You love someone else..

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The girl sat at her desk, her long light brown hair held up by two purple ribbons, her lips pursed in a small smirk as she finished writing in her diary, her legs lightly crossed, the fabric of her nightgown slightly skimming up her calf.

She closed the book, her eyes skimming to the love poems she wrote on her chalk board, her eyes skimming to her bed. The framed picture sat there, the photo glaring back at her as the girl let out a sigh before standing up, the sheer of her fabric danced in the light as she walked over to her door..

She could hear the faint talking of her mother downstairs, her talking fastly to another customer. Motoko let out a sigh as she let herself lean against her door, sliding down against the cold ground as she brought her knees close to her body..

She knew Yuki didn't love her or her fanclub she had made to fawn over him. She watched him every day, every minute, every passing second. And she watched as he seemed to drift apart from that horrid Tohru, but it was worse..

He seemed to be drifting further and further away, his emotions hiding beneath his 'mask' he put on every day... She once heard him and Kyou talking, talking about intimate relationships. She remembered shrugging it off, thinking they were just talking..

Yuki would never love her, he loved someone else..

But who was it?

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"Yuki," Kyou whispered as he leaned over Yuki who was sleeping soundly in his bed, the boy looked so peaceful.. He looked as if free of worry, as if he lived his life happily... But Kyou knew the truth. He knew how Yuki lived in fear every day..

Kyou watched as Yuki stirred, the boy's lips slightly parted, a slight blush on the sleeping boy's cheeks as he turned in his sleep, his back facing Kyou now..

"Yuki.."

Kyou moved his fingers to lightly brush over Yuki's face, the boy's eyes opened at the soft gesture, slowly sitting up, his eyes quickly going to the alarm clock beside his bed. 11 PM.. Why was Kyou bothering him at such a late time..

"What is it," Yuki whispered groggily as he moved his hands to rub his eyes as he leaned against his headboard, struggling to stay up as he let out a yawn.

"I want you to know.. That I truely love you.."

"I know that.."

"But.. I have been hiding something," Kyou whispered, looking downcast as he crossed his arms over his chest, letting out a sigh. He wanted to get it over with, allow Yuki to either break his fragile heart, to cry, or to help him..

"What is it?"

"After graduation, I won't be able to see you anymore.."

"Why?"

There was a bit of surprise in Yuki's voice as he said that, he objected, he bolted up from bed, looking Kyou in the eye, a pleading thought..

"I'm getting locked up.."

A/N: Eh, I'm sorry I'm not posting everything.. But you see I'm also working on other stories.. Eh, I'm almost finished this, a couple more chapters and I'll be finally finished! Please, help me reach 100 reviews everyone!

I hope you all could read my other FB stories, they are good as well.. Or so I hope.. And my Smile Like You Mean It one-shot is really sad.. Bring tissues.. But if you don't have any.. Don't worry.. I have lots since I'm sick again..

I might be getting my tonsils taken out, wish me luck if I do, and if I do, I won't be able to write for awhile, but I'll try to keep this story updated.. Yay! Only 6 more days till my birthday.. April 7 is also Jackie Chan's birthday, did you know that? I bet that you did not know!

Ja ne!