A/N: Thanks for the reviews I really appreciate them! Half-demon-Chan, I'm trying to update! I really am. XX My editor lost her editing program, so I've been writing, editing and living my life too. But thanks again! It makes me happy and stuff. .. I should probably make the chapters longer, and I'll try I promise, I just haven't really had the time to sit down and think lately. Sorry if there's any OOCness again. Oh, and in response to A.S.N.S.H, I'm sorry that happened! XD It's actually sort of funny if you think about it and thank you for such a nice review! People like you are the reason I keep writing, although I do enjoy some criticism. Thanks everyone+ Rose-Chan +
Shigure Sohma sat silently in the kitchen, waiting for the breakfast he expected Tohru to make and deliver to him before his stomach stated he was hungry quite loudly. Something wasn't right today…something stuck out that made the dog wonder. Becoming impatient, Shigure patted the table, whistling to himself as he waited for breakfast. When he couldn't hear Tohru's familiar morning hum the dog grew very curious. He stood and headed down the hall, looking up the steps.
"Tohru?" Shigure paused, listening for any sound of Tohru's infamous apologizes or stuttering. "Breakfast isn't going to make itself you know!" He smiled and anticipated her smiling face any second, but only heard the scuffle of feet upstairs. Shigure headed up the steps and found voices coming from Kyo's room. Curious the dog opened Kyo's door and smiled, leaning against the framework at the site before him. Tohru was caring to Kyo, who appeared to be ill. He had stressed himself into changing, and was curled up under the multiple sheets that overwhelmed his feline body. There was a small folded up cloth on his forehead, most likely for his fever. Shigure backed up and turned around, walking back downstairs although his stomach lurched and growled viciously.
"Be patient." He looked down at his unfilled abdomen and groaned, pouting quietly before continuing to walk back into the kitchen, finding Yuki at the table. "Oh, good morning Yuki."
The rat gave no response, simply turned his head off to look intently at something else, a habit that he and Kyo shared. Don't think about that dim-witted cat…I don't need that kind of dilemma right now…or ever for that matter. Yuki trained aggravated amethyst colored eyes on Shigure, sighing. "Where is Ms. Honda?" The Prince attempted to change the subject quickly, for it seemed that Shigure was quick on always figuring out problems.
"Upstairs, tending to Kyo." The Dog cracked one eye open, looking at Yuki with a soft smile. "Yuki, what happened last night? We all knew you went up there and came down, but you wouldn't tell us what happened, why? We're all worried about Kyo-kun you know…" He was surprised to see the Rat standing, walking away. "Yuki?"
"Kyou is fine…" He simply stated, back to the dog. "I'll be in my room, have Ms. Honda bring breakfast to me if it's no trouble for her. Otherwise, I'll come down to get it myself."
Shigure watched the Prince's retreating back, blinking before smiling and closing his eyes. "Right."
Yuki walked up the steps, sighing. He came across Tohru, who was carrying the changed Kyou-kun in her arms toward the stairs he came up. "Ms. Honda?"
Tohru blinked, smiling toward the Prince. "Oh, hello Yuki! Good morning! I'll be down to make breakfast as soon as I can. I don't want Shigure to worry. I found Kyou in his cat form when I came to deliver his laundry…and so I wanted to help him. I'm sorry."
Yuki blinked, looking at the cat in her arms. "Oh, no, it's alright. Shigure can wait a little longer; it won't kill him to wait a bit."
Shigure was downstairs, sprawled out on the empty table, mumbling face down. Yuki and Tohru were walking down the steps when they glanced at the dog, who seemed to be starved. Yuki rolled his purple hues. "On second thought…"
"Oh Shigure!" Tohru looked down at the sleeping cat in her arms and fidgeted lightly, looking from Cat to Dog. "I have to help Kyou! But I have to make breakfast! And today's laundry day, I can't skip out on that! I have to work tonight too! Oh no what if I can't get everything done!"
Shigure lifted his head and laughed softly, admiring the way she always wanted to help every thing that breathed. "Tohru, why don't you let Yuki take Kyou to his room, and I'll even help you with the laundry if you'd like." The dog spared a glance toward the Prince, who was silently seething.
"Oh no I couldn't I mean I don't want to make Yuki do that I mean he and Kyou don't really get along I wouldn't want them fighting when Kyo's still sick! I'm fine I promise I can do it!" Tohru shook her head rapidly and blushed softly when Shigure picked Kyo from her arms and shoved him toward Yuki.
Yuki shot a defiant stare at the dog, cursing under his breath. Shigure gave him an eloquent smile and looked toward Tohru. "We wouldn't want to over-work you! You still have to make us breakfast!" He laughed and looked at Yuki, who rolled his amethyst spheres in annoyance.
Despise what Tohru had alleged, Yuki grabbed the orange cat by the tail and walked up the steps, into his room. He put the cat under the covers and allowed his fingers to linger on the cat's ginger-like pelt, feeling the softness Kyo's feline form had to offer. Yuki soon found himself petting the cat, not really realizing what he was doing until he felt the valleys of his high cheek bones reflect a pink pigment. That familiar popping noise let the Rat know what was to come as the room filled with a slight orange smoke. Kyo lay, naked, under the covers, which only covered his waist and exposed of a chest built from months of training. Peacefully sleeping it looked like as his head tilted toward the wall closest to his bedside, which was covered in claw marks for some odd reason. The Prince trained his vacant-like eyes down to the cat, beginning to surveillance his easy breathing through inquiring eyes. As gradually as he could go, the Prince ran his finger tips against the cat's chest, feeling the muscle underneath his fingers. A hushed gasp was issued as the cat made a tiny noise in the back of his esophagus, arousing a soft pink pigment against the Rat's high cheekbones.
Kyo shifted, body slightly moving under the cause of heat as he felt something move along his torso. The orange-haired ten splintered one eye open, looking downward at the fingers that ran against his chest. Perplexed, he blinked, still slightly not aware from sleep and his fever. A small yelp was made as he realized who was touching him. The cat's heart throbbed in his chest cavern, beating and racing faster than he had ever imagined. Kyo stared at the rat's hand for a few more moments before putting his mask back up.
"Y-you damn Rat! What the hell do you think you're doing?" He scowled, nervously gripping the sheets below him. Even though he didn't want those touches to stop, he didn't want to let the gray-haired boy know that he wanted them... and so, simply masked up his emotions like always.
Yuki was shocked that Kyou had awoken. He stood there speechless and blinking incessantly, hand remaining on Kyo's chest before slowly falling to his sides. "I was seeing if you still had a pulse…you idiot." He was quick with words, covering up his unintentional actions with an effortless proclamation.
"Of course I still have a pulse! Now get out of my room!" The cat hissed, covering his bare flesh with the blanket, making sure those amethyst eyes could see no more of his skin. But he already did…he saw me…he touched me! Calm down Kyou…he was just making sure I was alive. Bull shit…he was touching me! The Cat threw off the covers but stopped, looking down. Holy shit I'm naked! Kyou threw on those infamous khakis and black t-shirt, hair combed and perfectly done the way it was suppose to. Beads jangled on his wrist as he walked toward the hall, down the steps and into the kitchen. He was met with the smell of…Dammit…stewed leeks. "Is this what you call breakfast? Are you trying to kill me?" He growled softly, but held up his hands in defeat when Tohru started the whole, "I'm so sorry I completely forgot. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" act that she usually pulled. Kyou shook his head and walked to the table; sitting down and looked out the window…it was a nice day; a day that started off pretty damn good.