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I Like Hating Him:

Mad Cow

Kyou had put as much distance between himself and Yuki as possible which was difficult in his spike heeled boots. He knew that if Haru tried to fight him, his outfit would make it impossible to properly defend himself.

Yuki had placed himself between Kyou and Black Haru.

"Trying to protect your boyfriend?" Haru hissed. "By the way, nice dress." He then suddenly grabbed Yuki by the shoulders and kissed him hard. "You were mine first," he growled as he pulled away.

Kyou's eyes widened in surprise. Were Yuki and Haru together? Yuki had seemed to be a very experienced kisser. Kyou's mind retrieved yet another thought. What if I wasn't good enough? "What the hell?" Kyou said aloud. The issue shouldn't be his inexperience, it should be the fact that he actually kissed Yuki.

"I thought you told me you'd moved on, Haru?" Yuki was saying, "To some mystery girl."

"That doesn't mean I want you making out with that bastard!" Haru sent a rack of clothes to the ground and turned on Kyou.

"Hey, don't look at me! It was that damn rat's fault. He started it."

Yuki flushed and his eyes narrowed. "Whatever, Kyou, but with what you were doing to my dress, you definitely intended to finish it."

Kyou lunged at Yuki but was intercepted by Haru who threw him against the wall before going on a tirade knocking over everything in the shop.

Kyou watched from his spot against the wall as Yuki tackled him, pinned him down, and began stroking his hair softly. For some reason this really pissed off Kyou. Why didn't he just knock the asshole out?

Yuki kissed the top of their rabid cousin's head and whispered a few things Kyou couldn't hear. "Yuki…" the soft voice obviously belonged to White Haru. "I'm sorry." He turned and buried his head in Yuki's shoulder.

"It's okay." Yuki continued to run his fingers through Haru's white and black hair. "I know it's not your fault."

000

"Oh, no, what happened?" came Tohru's voice from the doorway of the backroom. She surveyed the scene with horror. The backroom was a mess, and after she and Yuki had spent so much time cleaning. She noticed that Kyou's orange lipstick was all over Yuki's lips, but wasn't sure how to decipher it.

"That damn rat made Haru turn black," Kyou answered.

"Hmph." Yuki glared at Kyou but didn't argue.

Haru gave Tohru an apologetic smile before wrapping his arms around Yuki. "I forgive you," he said giving his cousin a soft kiss on the cheek.

"Let go of me," Yuki said quietly but made no attempt to remove him.

"I guess I'll call work and tell them I can't come back."

"No," the three boys said in unison.

"I'll do it," Haru told her.

"We'll help." Yuki followed.

"We?" Kyou crossed his arms but shrugged in submission at Yuki and Haru's glares.

Tohru gave them a grateful smile. She really needed the money. "Thanks," she said. "Kyo-kun and Sohma-san, you both look so cute. I can't wait to see Hatsuharu in his outfit. I know he'll just be adorable."

Haru had the decency to look scared.

000

"Glad that's over." Kyou said to Yuki as the two of them walked home together around midnight after finally finishing. Haru had luckily stayed white the entire time and didn't mention anything about what he had witnessed.

"It's not over yet." Yuki reminded him. "Tomorrow we model."

Kyou shuttered at the thought. "So you and Haru, huh? I always thought you might be queer. Guess you're more like your brother than I…"

Kyou found himself flat on his back with Yuki's hand grasping his throat. "Listen, you stupid cat, I am sorry about what happened back there, but don't you dare take out your insecurity on me. I am not a queer. Haru and I may have done some things when we were younger, but it was nothing more than what you and I just did back there." Yuki released him.

The two of them were sitting next to each other on the sidewalk where Yuki had thrown Kyou down. Yuki suddenly put his head in his hands.

"You okay?" Kyou lightly touched his cousin's arm causing Yuki to jerk away.

"I'm not like him. I'm in love with Tohru." Yuki's voice sounded distant.

"Sure you are," Kyou said without much conviction, "and if you don't watch it, you damn rat, I'll get her first."

This caused Yuki to look him in the eye and say coldly, "You, how? Are you going to insult your way into her heart? Or maybe she'll go for your pleasant personality."

"Now you're on!" Kyou jumped to his feet.

The two of them fought, Yuki won, and all was right with the world.

Both had slight smiles when they finally approached home.

"Uh…can I ask you something?" Kyou said tentatively, he just had to know the answer.

"Yes?" Yuki was annoyed to have his thoughts interrupted.

"Was I…I mean…was it…did I…?" Kyou flushed with embarrassment and kicked at the ground. "Damn it, never mind."

Yuki's eyes went wide. "You're wanting to know if you kiss okay?"

Kyou felt his cheeks grow hotter. "Well?"

"You are such a dumb cat." Yuki ran inside, up the stairs, and to his room. He slammed the door and buried his face in the pillow and laughed.

Kyou was unable to sleep. He kept remembering the sensation of Yuki's lips and body against his. "Damn rat!" he muttered aloud. His first real kiss was with Yuki and worse than that, Yuki had been more experienced. He couldn't stand the thought of Yuki secretly making fun of him. Kyou tossed and turned the remainder of the night.