Disclaimer: I, sadly enough, do not own Fruits Basket or any of its wonderful characters.

Warning: Contains mild shounen-ai... boy on boy love... if you don't like.. don't read

THOUGHTS OF A CERTAIN NEKO

I want you. Fire consumes my innermost being when I hear your name whispered lovingly on someone else's lips. A rage beyond your darkest imagination devours me, sparking my desire to be closer to you, to be the one whispering your name lovingly.

And yet, though this storm rages inside me, I also find the sadness to unbearable for me, watching you walk around with someone. What I wouldn't give to have you stare at me with something other than that pure, deep hatred. Those amethyst eyes reassuring me that I am not just a "baka neko", but that I am also Kyo, a breathing, living human being with emotions and feelings as well. Just as I feel that Yuki is not only the "kuso nezumi", he is Yuki. The love that I have held onto for so long.

As I near the breaking point, I could feel the tears bruning to get out, longing to escape. Only a solitary tear grazes my cheek as I stand there in the middle of my room, completely unaware of the world that frantically spun around me.

"I love you, Yuki..." My voice comes out in a broken whisper, just the way my heart is. Broken. I still do not decide to take in my surroundings, still not realizing that a lithe shadow blended in oh-so-well with my open doorway.

Footsteps are suddenly heard, but I do not look up. The world stopped spinning, and I let my thoughts drift to a balance. This really isn't the best time to invade my room, only, the footsteps draw deathly closer. I push the hollow creaking sound from my mind, hoping that whoever it was would realize, that this was just not the best time.

The feet stood before me, so I shut my eyes to make the invading image go away.

Too caught up in my emotions to care, I hear a voice calling my name ever-so-softly, a voice that was unmistakeably familiar, but yet no name or face would come to match the voice.

"I love you, Kyou," the voice then pleaded.

Something soft carressed my cheek, and I tried ignoring it, but it just felt right being there.

The soft fingers slowly left my head, but I still shut my eyes and began to cry even more. "Who was this person? And was it them that told me that they loved me, or was it just some wild fantasy, like many of the others I had of Yuki?"

Something brushes lightly against my lips, lingering there and not moving. The warmth seemed inviting, so unknowingly I indulged myself with the warm feeling. I could slowly feel my pain melt away, leaving me open to my surroundings now.

My eyes jerk open to see the offender...

"KISSING ME!" I screamed in my mind.

My body suddenly became alive and without realizing why or how, I wrapped my arms around the waist of the person in front of me. The room was dark, but moonlight flooded the room, slowly at first, then with increasing speed.

Silvery amethyst hair was kissed by the soft moonlight, and a thin form revealed the identity of the new person that invaded my room.

I broke the kiss, the mood completely shattered by the revealing of the other's identity. So, to not show the other how I enjoyed the short kiss, I quickly denied him the chance to speak.

"Kuso nezumi, what was that for?" I tried to sound angry, but my temper softened when those purple eyes stared at me with hurt and rejection.

"Kyou," the voice of the rat cried out in a whimper, "I love you, too."

My heart skipped a beat. "Did Yuki just confess his love for me? That can't be possible."

As if noticing the doubt that lingered in the cat's eyes, Yuki moved forward and captured Kyou's lips with all the answers that Kyou would ever need.

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Well, I honestly can't write a decent fanfic... You can review if you so wish, but I am definitely not forcing you...