Time Makes No Difference

"Out! Get out! I don't want to see your face ever again!" Touya walked over the door and forcefully opened it. "I said 'Get out', Yuki! I even opened the door for you out of the kindness of my heart," he added nastily. Touya saw that Yukito was still silently sitting on the bed, staring down at the carpet, not making a move. "Don't make me physically throw you out… because you know I will."

Yukito laughed bitterly and looked up at him. "I have no reason to doubt that. And you can't kick me out of our apartment. I pay part of the rent, too, you know."

"Your point?" Touya walked over to the drawer where Yukito kept his clothes, grabbed them, and threw them out the door and into the building's hallway.

Yukito shook his head, not really caring that his clothes were laying sprawled all over the place. "Has it really come down to this, To-ya?"

"Why bother asking? You know it has," he retorted, still holding the door open. There was no kindness left in his eyes. No gentleness. Nothing that resembled that caring Touya Yukito had met years ago.

Yukito got up and walked towards Touya, still trying his best to keep his easy-temper. He couldn't stand having Touya yell at him, but the temptation to fight back was growing bigger by the second.

He stood in front of him, and what he did next surprised Touya. Yukito embraced him gently and in the loving way that he always did before when he tried to comfort him. He brought his face to the side of Touya's face and whispered into his ear, "Why did you start to become mean all of the sudden? Did I do anything to make you mad?"

Touya took several light breaths and suddenly turned his gaze towards the other side of the room, away from Yukito.

"You know what you did to me," he said coldly, shoving Yukito away from him.

Yukito looked back at Touya, not knowing what to do anymore, searching throughout his brain for some sort of reason as to why Touya was so angry with him. His mind came up blank. He was almost certain that he did nothing to make Touya act like this. Almost positive. "I swear, To-ya, I have no idea what you're talking about. If there's anything I did to hurt you, I'm sorry. From the bottom of my heart-"

"Oh, don't give me that crap!" he spat, paying no attention to Yukito's hurt face. "Don't you dare give me that 'Oh, I'm so sorry, To-ya' thing of yours and expect me to forgive you!"

Yukito sighed. "To-ya, I honestly have no idea what I did to you…"

"'To-ya, I honestly have no idea,'" he mocked in a high pitched voice, laughing. "You're so cute when you're clueless, Yuki" he slurred bitterly.

Yukito stared at him in surprise. "I'm what!"

"Nothing, nothing," Touya said quickly, brushing it aside. He grabbed the door handle… his anger started to rise again. "Why are we still talking? I thought I already told you to get out!"

"I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what I did. When you tell me, I'll leave, but I promise I'll do anything I can to make it up to you. We've been friends for so long… I don't want our friendship to end." Yukito crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow, desperately wanting to see what Touya was going to say.

"You just don't get it do you, Yuki..." Touya said, sounding a little disappointed. He suddenly seized Yukito's wrist, pulling him towards him, staring straight in to his eyes. He took a deep breath. "How can you not know? Ever since we moved into this dorm room last year, maybe even before that, I've been hinting to you, over and over again… I've dropped hints the size of anvils! But still… you never noticed."

Yukito gave him a confused looked. "I don't see where you're getting at."

Touya continued, still not letting go of Yukito's wrist. "And then, several weeks ago, you go and ask out some girl that you just met! It just makes me so mad… so jealous. I've known you for years, been in love with you God knows how long, and then I go and watch you start dating this girl that you've known for just five minutes! She didn't have to do anything to gain your affection! And here I am, thinking about you all the time, pining after you, dreaming about you… And it just kills me every single time to see you with her…" He let go of Yukito's wrist. " Look, I'm sorry for the way I've treated you, but you're just so damn dense. My feelings for you are driving me insane!"

Yukito blinked. Did he just confess his love to me? he thought. What was he supposed to do next? He never really thought of Touya in that way, and he was really starting to like the girl he was dating. But after what he just said, the last thing Yukito wanted to do was to break his heart.

"Well, say something, Yuki…"

Yukito shook his head silently, staring down at the floor. He couldn't say anything. After all these years, his best friend had been in love with him. How was one supposed to respond to that?

"If you don't have anything to say, then get out."

Touya watched with a shattered heart as Yukito slowly walked out the door.

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A/N: sighs So much for happy endings… Well, I had to try writing at least one fic where they don't end up all lovey-dovey. But it just kills me to see Touya so sad! Please review!