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A/N: Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed! And for you, I have plushies!
Pichi Wo gets chibi-Yuki snuggling chibi-Kyo plushies, as requested. -hands plushies- And thanks for checking my use of "sensei". I shall definitely check out your stuff. Sorry I haven't gotten to it yet! -bashes head against keyboard for being a horrible procrastinator-
Shiro Ryuu gets an Ayame plushie, as requested. -hands plushie- I love Ayame, too! He, Haru, Yuki, and Kyo are my favorite characters, Haru especially! Although, I'm not an Ox; I'm a Horse. Oh, and also, thank you for checking my use of "sensei".
And thank you, also, to flyingdaggers, mistic fox, pinksnow, crazy novelist-san, SolitaireAikanaro, PalmTreesPowerLines, TaggedUpHearts,and KyokoKat. I'll still give out plushies to good reviewers; just suggest one!
For crazy novelist-san, I actually was studying for my vocab test while writing this. Uh ... well, kinda ... it was the night before we were leaving for Disney World, and we were having pizza while we finished our packing. And since we were leaving at noon the next day, I still had to go to school for half of the day, and I have English second period. So I had my laptop at the kitchen table, and my mom asked me if I was studying for my English test ... and I was like, "Kinda" ... hehe, I was kinda studying! Well, I was writing about Yuki studying, but he was studying my words, so I was sorta studying too! With this unsatisfactory reply, my mom pulled me away from my computer and sat me down to study while we ate. And that's my story.
Well, everyone wanted a second chapter, so here ya go! Enjoy! There will be more to come if everyone likes this.
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I stood there, frozen, rooted like a tree to the floor beside the table. I can't believe he just did that! That … That .. arrogant … son of a –
That damn Rat!
I'm going to kill him! God, he pisses me off! He just … he just … ! Ugh, I can't stand him!
After fuming for another few moments, my face red with anger (or something else?), I sat down at the table.
Damn him. He'd just set up a whole new playing field, one that required thought and strategy, not strength and rash action. And just as fighting required skills in martial arts, this battle would also require certain skills …
I grinned, having calmed down a bit. The thought of triumph was enough to pacify me. Yuki had no idea what he'd gotten himself into.
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Yuki avoided me at school. He didn't look scared or nervous, or even haughty, just … pissed. I'm sure there was a fair amount of avoiding on my part, too, but I didn't really care to notice.
When I arrived at home, I found the Rat at the table, his head in his hands, back to me. Tohru was likely grocery shopping; she'd mentioned something about being out of rice and stopping on her way home from school to get some.
Leaving my shoes by the door, I stepped into the house, making my way to the table and sitting across from Yuki. He glanced briefly up at me, his eyes sharp as daggers, as if cut from the amethysts their color resembled. Then his gaze again drifted downward, resting on a packet of papers I was only just noticing. It was marked with red ink.
"Is that our vocabulary test?"
I was pinned with twin, violet daggers again, the glare intensified threefold. A curt "Yes" was the only response.
A devious grin spread across my face. "Did you fail?"
Glare. He flipped the packet over. "That's none of your business," he snapped.
Perfect. "I can't believe Yuki Sohma failed a test."
"It's all your fault, you stupid Cat!" He stood, fists clenched at his sides.
I followed suit. "My fault?"
"Yes, your fault. Because of you, I couldn't study yesterday!"
I smirked. "So, it was all in vain."
Yuki blinked. "What?"
"Your attempt to shut me up so you could have some silence. It was all in vain. Not only did you fail the test, but you lost the battle."
His glare melted into a bewildered frown. "The … battle?"
"Yeah, that kiss. Obviously, you were trying to mess with my head, ya know, freak me out so I'd go away." I folded my arms across my chest, adopting a casual demeanor, as if I were discussing the weather or tonight's homework. Not that I'd ever really have a casual conversation with Yuki anyway, but that's not the point. "It was a battle … and you lost."
Amethyst narrowed into a suspicious scowl. "And how, pray tell, did I lose?"
I smirked, stepping towards him. He visibly bristled, eyes flashing in warning. I continued to advance on him, and he backed up step by step into the nearest wall. "Because" – step – "that" – step – "was" – step – "a horrible" – step – "kiss." I grabbed his chin.
But he didn't back off, although I could tell he was nervous … or was that excitement I could see on his face? "What're you –"
I caught his words in my mouth as I sealed my lips against his. Taking advantage of his mid-speaking position, I slipped my tongue inside, running it across his teeth to the roof of his mouth to his own tongue. He seemed too shocked to react, as he just stood there, frozen. My eyes were closed, but I could feel his open and on me, wide with surprise. But then he snapped out of it and slowly, hesitantly … kissed back!
What the hell?
I could feel his eyes flutter closed as he fought with my tongue, wrapping his arms around my neck to deepen the kiss. So he thought he'd win this one? Think again, damn Rat! I easily dominated over him after I grabbed his waist and pressed my body closer to his. I kneaded circles into his defined and overly-feminine hips, and I could feel his lashes brush my cheeks as his eyes snapped open, a gasp whispering across our lips.
He was trembling. My dominance was probably scaring him, or maybe he was … enjoying this? Whoa, whoa, whoa! Yeah right! The only one who was enjoying this was me –
Gah! Not like that! I mean, I was enjoying this because I was winning, not because I like kissing Yuki. But, his lips were soft …
Stop it!
… But … they were … and he was really warm, and despite the fact that he was losing, he still wasn't that bad a kisser … I guess … and … and …
I pulled back suddenly, breaking for air and to clear my mind, which was hazy, for some reason. Hazy with what? Pleasure? No way! Stop thinking such things! I. Did. Not. Enjoy. That.
Shaking the confusion from my head, I smirked down at Yuki, who seemed to be shrinking against the wall, still trembling. "You don't always win," I said.
He looked up at me, eyes wide and shining with unshed tears. Wha …? I shook my head again, as if the pain on his face was just my imagination. His face was flushed a soft pink, making him look really … beautiful. Perhaps he really was beautiful. I'd already known that, I'd just never really thought of him as … beautiful. A pretty-boy, perhaps … too girly to possibly be a guy, but then … then he really seemed to have this … ethereal beauty, like a fallen angel with that hurt look on his face.
"Y-Yuki?" I managed, my throat tight.
"Stupid Cat," he hissed, before pulling me back down into another kiss.
The battle wasn't over yet.
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Next chapter (if there shall be a next chapter) will be from Yuki's POV again. For as long as this goes on (I have no idea how long that'll be) it will keep alternating POV's. So, did everyone like it? Tell me! And remember, suggest a plushie if thou wants one!
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