:A Lie, A Betrayl, and Heartbreak:

:Chapter II:

By Mimi (animedreamer240)

Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket or the characters.

Extra note: As a reminder, each chapter in this fanfic will be written by six members of our group, and we will take turns accordingly.

Yuki's POV

They always say there is one golden moment in everyone's lives. By golden moment, I mean, each person reaches their highest possible peak of excitement once. It's the most treasured moment. If one tries to keep that golden moment with them a second time or more, it wouldn't be the same..it would fade if it kept being reused.. If only I realized my golden moment was approaching sooner.. With Kyo..

No, the second wave of the unexpected was bound to cause my stomach to churn. Just before his pursed lips even had a chance to press against mine, light nausea collapsed over me quickly, fainting my mind. My heart suddenly challenged itself to race faster, and my face perspired with cold sweat once more. Failing to pause in thought, I involuntarily slapped my hands against his face in a shoving gesture. I regretted it in the last possible moment to seize myself.

I watched him back towards the wall, his startled gaze fixed intensely upon my quivering figure. And for some reason, the pit of my emotion averted to anger.

"Stop fooling around, stupid cat! You don't even know what you're doing."

And with that, I rotated my body away, unable to bare the hurt expression on his face. But his image was fresh and clear in my mind, like my horrid memories with Akito still are. And realizing I was so bothered by it twisted my hatred more. I looked back at him.

"Heh, guess you don't understand afterall. I shouldn't have expected you to. What the hell was I thinking? Forget it. It never happened. It just never happened." Kyo spoke in a solemn, quiet voice. His head lowered, preferably to hide the disappointment his eyes emitted.

"But it did happen." I blurted too quickly. He didn't say anything else. He just left the room silently, and I was to assume he was heading to his room to sulk there or something. Am I suppose to feel sorry for him now? Well, apparently, I do. I ruined something seemingly too good to be true.

As my throat began to dry, or rather it did a while ago, I paced to the kitchen for a refreshment. A glass of ice water perhaps. To my annoyance, the ice cubes in the ice cube maker blocked the entire exit passage due to too many traveling down at once. With the failed attempt for the desired drink, I sought for one of the juices in the fridge. My hands rummaged through and about until they landed on an expired carton of orange juice. This old thing was certainly no good.

Mind becoming clouded, I eventually decided to sit down and allow myself to crumble over everything that had just happened. My encounter with Kyo occurred so hastily that I could call it a dream if I wanted to. And the ironic part of it is, it used to bea dream, a part of many dreams. I would find myself waking in the middle of the night after unconsciously romanticizing about him. Maybe that's why I take the time to notice his features in a glorifying way.

Though, I only had a total of four dreams about him, starting since last week. They would bother me the first ten minutes of my day, then shrug off when I manage to neglect them. But now, after Kyo has acted upon a will I dreamed of him to fulfill, it wasn't going to be easy to erase the incident from my mind. Not even for the elapse of one hour. This was going to be an issue..

It's strange..how these dreams roused uncertain feelings within me, concerning the stupid cat.. Had I liked him before? I guess I will have to relive a few moments.

Dinner time sneaked its way into the next hour as I was called from my room by Miss Honda. I retreated to my private study shortly after I spent a good deal pondering over new questions, searching for answers I could only receive from Kyo and Kyo alone. I hesitated when I paced through the doorway and descended down the stairs, but I successfully looked normal. I hoped.

"Ah, there you are! You know, I must give a compliment on how quiet you and Kyo have kept things around here lately! It serves a lot of us the justice we've been waiting for!"

My eyes floated directly to Shigure as he talked a bunch of nonsense I could care less for. And of course, Miss Honda was going to build on to his statement. She smiled her usual glowing, warmhearted smile, but I was less intrigued by it.

"Oh, yes! You two have been kind of quiet...is everything okay? Um, not to mean that I sense something is wrong, but I can't say that it's normal! Oh no, that came out the wrong way.." Tohru fumbled with her words, displaying her nervous side.

Just when I opened my mouth to reply, Kyo arrived, dragging himself inside the room, choosing the spot farthest from me to sit down for our meal. His simple presense stole my capability to think sraight. My eyes glued to him.

"What?" He snapped at me, sensing that my eyes were watching him without even looking up to see that they where.

"Nothing." I mumbled, hastily abandoning the brief conversation. "Miss Honda, the food looks delicious. What is it?" Well, I knew what it was, but I just needed someone else to say something, perhaps to preclude an awkward silence.

"Yuki, you don't know what this is?" Shigure had to say, increasing my tension level. "Oh my, how DARE you forget the last time our lovely flower made teriyaki for us! I bet you remember, Kyo, don't you? You burnt your tongue on it and alarmed the whole neighborhood. I thought we'd have to get an ambulance that time." he mumbled in figurative language.

"Noooo." the cat said moodily, draining the content atmosphere around us. "I'm not hungry anyway. The rain drains my energy to do anything, remember?"

Shigure laughed at him. One of those laughs from a man who was purely enjoying himself and about to make a counterpoint. "I never knew you could be too lazy to pick up a pair of chopsticks and enter food into your mouth and praise the lady of the house with kind words! Well, except for the apart about praising. Although, I say you choose not to, not because you're too lazy."

Serving as the peacemaker, Tohru locked her hands together in a worried, pleading sort of way. "I-I would like to know if the food tastes good! I mean, not that I would make it bad or anything on purpose!"

The dog nudged Kyo in the face with his elbow. "Well, what are you waiting for? You're suppose to give at least one compliment per week. Is that so challenging now?"

"Damnit, leave me ALONE! I'm sick of all this compliment crap! If I wanna give one, i'll give one! Stop worryin' about it!" Kyo exploded at the table, startling even me. And I have watched silently for roughly two minutes. As if any of my input would matter.

Kyo stood from the table, avoiding mannerism of any sort, and eyed me frustratingly before making his departure. At that moment, the commotion coming from Shigure and Miss Honda died away from my ears. I too, wanted to leave, but I wasn't going to. What would I do if I did? Check on Kyo? Is that what I want to do? Of course it is. I just want to stall more time to convince myself it isn't worth it, but the attempt will most likely fail..

Placing the chop sticks carefully between my fingers, I began to eat, and settled my mind while I did so.

By 10:00, I had climbed into bed. The rain continued to drizzle softly outside, managing to distract my mind now and then. A heavy sigh escaped my lips.. I couldn't feel more alert.. It is inevitable that I will get no rest at all. Not with Kyo on my mind. Not with all my questions, saturating my mind and overwhelming at once. I was truly about to burst! There's no telling when it will subside. There was only one solution I could find. One daring, bold solution...

I threw my legs over the bed's edge and got to my feet. I then twisted my pajamas around me more fittingly and exited my room, quiet as mouse. Although, the floor beneath my feet creaked about every third step. It shouldn't be bothersome at all, I hoped, considering it would be inaudible to a person behind a closed door.

Traveling in the dark hallway and ending at my destination was no challenge. But entering my destination was. I gathered the courage so many times and lost it. I guess, this time, I will hold my breath. Sliding the door open gently, I invaded the occupied room and sealed it back. The air in here was slightly niftier, and even a slight decrease in temperature was noticed. As I made my way the other side without rousing the one in bed, I stumbled over clothes and god knows what else is on the floor.

Then I paused, hesitating, inhaling deep breaths, and repeating the calming process five times. Gazing to my immediate left, a giant huddle of blankets in the shape of a curled body laid dead silent. I crept closer to it. Hesitating again. I was getting fed up with this now. Fed up with my having to wait for answers because i'm too slow to move forward. My hand caressed over the cold wall, and I quickly discovered the location of the light switch. I flickered it on. As to be expected, the light burned my eyes and blinded me longer than 10 seconds.

I heard the bed creak as the certain someone stirred and removed the covers off his face. Not even blankets could keep him asleep from the light, I found out. My planned worked anyway. Rushing to open my eyes, I strained them to adjust to the brightness of the room. Sure enough, Kyo's startled face came into view. I must look like a complete idiot.

The covers gradually slid down his bare chest as he scooted away from me, as of I was threatening to attack, which I wasn't.

"Yuki- what the hell? What's your problem, comin' into my room like this in the middle of the damn night? You gotta case of somnambulism or somethin'?" he asked me, quite bewildered.

(somnambulism means sleep walking)

As serious as I was, a little bit of this situation was funny. I'd have the courage to laugh on it later. "Kyo... I want to talk to you about what happened today.." I replied, once again finding him vulnerable with his now scraggily hair and bare chest and the addition of him being positioned in bed. The strange feelings I would get from my dreams with him settled inside my chest. I was completely helpless to stop them. Without waiting for his response, I pulled the desk chair towards his bed and sat uncomfortably on it. I hoped here and now, I would get some straight answers from Kyo.. And maybe..just maybe, if he's serious enough, i'll confess my dreams to him..but what if I would be rushing this? No worries...Kyo was rushing this to begin with..

To be continued.. Hope you like! I'm not use to writing in first POV, so this is a nice new style to practice. Please give good reviews, and I hope you're looking forward to the next chapter, which is to be continued by another member of FurubaProject6! nn

-Mimi