Yayness! Chapter 8! Oh, I'm so delighted!
Thank you JewelStarBeauty for annoying me to the bone until I decided to update! Thank you Kai-Chan for supporting my writing and reminding me to update! And thank you Mikomi-Chan for reading my story, even though I know you want Kyo all to yourself!
AND THERE IS A NEW COUPLING!
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DEVASTATING LOVE IS NOW HARUxOC! AND THE OC WILL MAKE HER DEBUT IN CHAPTER 9! -
Thank you all supporting reviewers! Because I'm in a great mood, this chappy is dedicated to all my fabulous reviewers!
And speaking of reviewers, let us answer the reviews, yeah? .
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Tohru looked at her cake dissapointedly. She had dozed off on the kitchen table, and it was black - very black. She knew it would've been a perfect cake if you hadn't dozed off, but there was no time to make another one, so she sadly threw it away. Kyo had gone to the supermarket to icing, straberries, and jellies for the cake. And when he would return with them, she would have to tell him that the cake was burned - no longer edible.
And speak of the devil - Kyo had just entered the door, a large grocery bag in his arms.
"Tohru? I'm afraid they didn't have any starberry jelly, so I had to settle for some watermelon crap and...are you crying?" Kyo placed the bag on the table and lifted Tohru's chin off the wood. There certainly was a small trace of tears down her cheek, "What's wrong?"
"The cake..." Tohru whimpered, "I fell asleep...and it had burned..." Kyo gave a loud exhale. He remembered when he had left, it was almost a golden brown. He saw the large lump of black that was in the trash can.
"Aww, c'mon. It's all right. I mean, you can make something else right?"
No..." Tohru sadly sighed, "There's no time for that. They're gonna be home in a few minutes..." Tohru slumped, stood up, and walked over to her room. Kyo followed.
"Tohru...don't feel so down on yourself, besides, I mean..." Kyo didn't know what else to say. Tohru was sitting on the bed, slumped a little, the frilly pink sheets underneath her wrinkling under the weight of her legs. Kyo walked over to her and placed his hand on her shoulder. He always felt guilty when she cried in front of him. He couldn't help but feel it was his own fault that she was shedding tears. But it was also because he couldn't give her that one expression that showed that he cared, that showed that he loved her, to show that she was in his heart - a hug. For one to wrap their arms around you (unless you're being kidnapped) is a most wonderous feeling, knowing that someone is not afraid to show their love for you. And the last thing Kyo wanted was to transform into a small orange cat at the moment.
But Tohru seemed to thing otherwise. She immediatly wrapped her arms around Kyo's neck, getting the familira "poof", listening to the soft sound of cloth hitting the ground, and the soft furry feel under her neck. Tohru cried a little more, clutching the little ball of fur to her chest. Kyo felt so warm and content. Her purred and rubbed his cheek against Tohru. He couldn't imagine ever being happier, cradled in Tohru's arms like that, and as long as it was what would comfort Tohru, he was fine with it. It wasn't neccessarily his "style" to be cradled, but as long as it was Tohru, he didn't care.
Tohru suddenly gave off a light blush as if she just realized what she did. She placed the small cat on the bed beside her.
"I'm sorry, Kyo-Kun..." murmured Tohru.
"It's okay." replied Kyo. Tohru smiled, almost in bewilderment. It always seemed to awkward talking to the Sohmas in their animal form.
But a loud "poof" interrupted her thoughts.
Tohru immediatlydashed her face away, her hair whipping with her sudden, wild movement. She heard the rustle of clothes right behind her as Kyo got dressed.
"It's okay. You can look now." said Kyo. Tohru looked at him, eying his features again. He walked a little closer to her, hesitating at first, but kept at it until their faces were only inches away, their breath reflecting against each others faces.
"Kyo..." Tohru sighed as Kyo tenderly placed his lips on Tohru's soft lips. If was harmony, both of their lips touching. Tohru slowly locked her fingers in Kyo's hair, his hands fixed on her petite hips. Soon, the sound of their lips connecting, parting, and reconnecting changed into moans desperate for air. Kyo smiled, and gave Tohru a little tickle on her stomach.
"Kyo-Kun!" Tohru laughed.
And the continued to play their little game.
At the Main House...
Yuki was sitting outside, waiting for Sakura to come outside, and waiting for Hatori to walk out of his home and drive both him and Sakura back to Shigure's house. Yes, he was so miserable, that he was even missing Shigure. He heard faint footsteps behind him, and so he turned his head. It was Sakura, wearing her usual black apparel, dragging her small suitcase behind her. She seated herself next to Yuki, smiling.
"I'm sorry I took a while. Akito-San had wanted to dismiss me properly. Well, at least, according to him anyways." She had wrapped her arms around her legs and rested her chin on her knees. The sun was setting, an the small town looked pretty underneath the red, orange, and pink rays in the sky.
"It's all right, Sakura-San." Yuki replied, smiling.
"Yuki-Kun?"
"Yes, Sakura-San?"
"Well...I've noticed that you usually refer to females by their last name...well, except for me...you call me by my first name. Not to be offensive or anything, but...well, you know, why?"
"Well, because...Garnet-San sounds kinda funny..." replied Yuki. Sakura laughed. Yuki laughed a little too. He was looking forward to going back home, and seeing Tohru again.
Yuki took some time to think about Tohru for a while. He was beginning to get used to his circumstances. He was arranged to marry someone he was lucky to get. Sakura really was nice. And pretty too.
Sakura and Yuki noticed Hatori's car pull up in front of where they were sitting outside. He motioned for them to approach the vehicle. They put their luggage into the trunk and sat in the backseats of the car. Hatori glanced at them through the rear-view-mirror, flashed a hasty smile, and continued drving down the smoothly paved road.
Yuki rested his head against his seatbelt. He was tired. But he had school the next day, so, no sleeping in. He looked at Sakura, seated towards his left. She had her chin rested beneath the window, looking at all the trees, houses, and stores passing by.
"I've never really took the time to notice...how different it is over here..." said Sakura.
"Really?" replied Yuki, "So then, what was it like? In America?"
"Hmmm..." Sakura took a little time to think, "Well, just about everyone in the school I went to...they hated the president with a passion."
Yuki laughed.
"Yeah...and, a lot of people always thought my name was kinda awkward. But then again, everyone else though I was awkward. I do have...odd hair colors."
"But...I thought, you know, people often...change their hair colors."
"Yes." sighed Sakura, "But I had pink eyes too. And I had claimed they were my natural colors. Of course no one believed me. And then back to my name...everyone alse had "normal names", like "Sarah" or "Danielle" or "Kaitlin". Or "Brian" or "Micheal" or "James"."
"But Sakura...your name is very pretty." Sakura looked at Yuki over her shoulder and smiled.
"Thank you, Yuki-Kun." replied Sakura.
"We're here." Yuki and Sakura perked their heads up, and indeed, Shigure's small home was there.
Yuki and Sakura nearly jumped out of the car, recieved their luggage from the trunk, waved Hatori a quick goodbye, and rushed inside.
Yuki walked into the door quietly, "Hello! Anybody here!"
Silence.
But then he heard some giggling upstairs.
"Kyo!"
Yuki rushed upstairs.
"What's wrong Tohru?"
"Yuki and Sakura are going to be here soon!"
"I know, I'm sorry..." There was a long pause...
...and then...
...an odd sound...
'Was that a KISS!' Yuki thought. He then walked into Tohru's room.
And the sight he saw made him want to cry.
Yet, it also made him want to hate.
Kyo...and Tohru...
...kissing?
Yes, they were as close as they could get to each other without their torsos touching, Tohrus hands wrapped around Kyo's neck, Kyo's hands firmly on her petite hips, both of them moaning into each others lips, eyes shut closed. Kyo massaging Tohru's hips and back with his sturdy arms, and Tohru had the light blush on her face that showed that, if anyone saw her, she'd probably never be able to face that person again.
But her eyes opened a little, and the first thing she saw was Yuki's devastated face.
"Ehh! Yuki-Kun, I-"
Yuki walked away and into his room, kneeling over his bed. He didn't want to hear any of it. Didn't want to listen to any of it. He knew it would happen. He saw it coming. But...that didn't neccesarily mean he was ready to accept it.
All those fantasies of being by Tohru's side had shattered a while ago.
But just now, all those fantasies about being happy just being Tohru's friend shattered too.
Because he suddenly wanted more than being her friend.
Except he knew that with Kyo in the way...
That wouldn't be possible
But...
He didn't want to deal with her...not one bit of her, no, not anymore.
Or else his heart would break even more.
And no matter what he did...
...he felt that he could never clear the dark clouds that loomed over his soul.
"Yuki-Kun! I...I'm so-"
Yuki knew it was Tohru. He recognized the tension so vividly, he didn't even have to look at her to see how she looked right now. But he did anyway. She looked so innocent just standing there, her lightly fisted hand resting on her bottom lip.
"Honda-San...please, just...go..." Yuki clenched his fist so that his knuckles were white.
"But Yuki-"
"HONDA-SAN!" Tohru felt tears well up in her eyes. She was so sensitive, and being rejected or hated by anyone was the last thing she wanted. As she felt her emotions begin to force a whimper, she ran out of the room.
Yuki felt guilty doing that - it just wasn't like him to shun someone away like that, but...
Sakura had just left her room to change into some loose, cotton pants and a t-shirt (her sleeping apparel), for she was already feeling sleepy. But then she saw Tohru run out of Yuki's room crying. Sakura saw her lock herself in her room, so she went to Yuki's room.
"Yuki-Kun...what just happened?" Sakura inquired upon entering his bedroom, "Tohru-Kun...she's crying and...oh my, so are you..." Sakura bent down next to Yuki, witnessing the silent tears the dripped onto his bed as he kneeled over it, his silver eyes glistening. Moonlight was the only source of light illuminating the room.
"I had always loved her..."
"Tohru?"
"Yes...I don't know when it started, but...I just loved her so much."
"'Loved'? Soo...you don't love her anymore?" Sakura was confused. She didn't know why Yuki was suddenly worked up. Did something happen between him and Tohru?
She obviously didn't know that Tohru and Kyo were kissing each other.
Yuki paused and slowly looked up at his fiance, who was sitting patienly next to him, absorbing all of what he was saying, "I don't know, Sakura-San..." Sakura raised her hand a little bit, and hesitantly rested it on Yuki's shoulder. But to her surprise, he lept from where he was seated and hugged her. He tightly wrapped his arms around her, not wanting to let her go, silently sobbing into her shoulder.
"Yuki-Kun..."
"I saw her...Tohru...and Kyo...in the bedroom...and they were...umm..."
"It's okay...I think I understand..."
"No, you don't understand! Do you know how it feels for the one you love to love more the one you hate most! Do you know how it feels to find out a secret that shatters you! That makes you fall to pieces? To make you hurt so much that you don't want to love anyone else!" Yuki exclaimed in reply, tears seeping out of his eyes the entire time. He had never experienced emotion like this before.
Sakura didn't answer. Instead, she continued to let Yuki cry on her shoulder, even when her sleeve was soaked with the salty tears, she patiently let Yuki cry out all of his sorrow, carrassing his silver hair all the while.
"I'm sorry..." whispered Yuki, slowly unwrapping his arms from Sakura's back.
Sakura smiled, "It's okay, Yuki-Kun." Yuki stood up, grabbed a bundle of clothes and left the room.
Sakura wasn't sure whether to sit and wait for Yuki to come back from changing into his sleeping clothes, or whether to leave and let him be. She didn't know whether Yuki had wanted her to stay with him for a while, or whether he wanted her to leave while he was changing.
"He's your fiance. Wait for him. You need to comfort him, Sakura." Naomi would've said.
Sakura shook her head a little bit. How did Naomi's voice pop in her head?
Yuki entered the room in his sleeping pants and loose shirt. Sakura could still see the drying line that the tears left behind on Yuki's cheeks. She had an overwhelming feeling of sympathy for him.
How does it feel for the one you love to love more the one you hate most?
Yuki bent down to face Sakura, "I'm sorry for your trouble, Sakura-San. And...I'm sorry that I yelled at you, too..."
Sakura slowly smiled, "Don't worry about it, Yuki-Kun." They both stood up and Sakura turned to leave.
"Wait."
Sakura stopped, "Yes, Yuki-Kun?"
Yuki took a deep breath. Sakura noticed his eyes glistening again. Not with tears but...Sakura couldn't quite put her finger on it.
"I'd like it if...you'd stay with me...tonight...I mean, if you don't mind...I'm sorry. This must be reall weird, and-"
"No...I wouldn't mind." Sakura felt a little blush coming on. They had been sleeping in the same bed for the last three days anyways, right?
It was an awkward feeling as Sakura climbed into the bed and Yuki climbed in after her.
"Umm...good night?" whispered Sakura.
"Y-Yeah...good night." They had just lay there, staring into each others tired eyes. Yuki hesitantly wrapped his arms around Sakura, letting her shift so that her back was against his chest, and so that they were both facing the window that the moonlight seeped in though, the same way the slept together the other night.
And it certainly was a good night.
The next day at school...
You know that the members of the Yuki Fan Club plan to "protect" Yuki from any thing that could dent his emotions, touch him in an offensive manner, or in any other way harm him.
You also know that they don't plan to protect him, but to keep him all to themselves.
But, you also know that the Yuki Fan Club takes up over half the amount of girls in the entire school. This includes all kinds of girls - preps, dorks, goths, and, of course, yankees.
And this is where Motoko's plan of action comes in...
Motoko, Minami, and Mio had gathered a few yankee girls in the Yuki Fan Club to give Sakura a surprise after school.
Motoko's instructions were, "Scare the crap out of that dirty bitch. Show her not to ever go near Yuki again. Show her that Yuki really belongs to us!"
But, things certainly did get a bit out of hand.
Sakura and Yuki had stuck together like glue for that day at school, and for a number of reasons. One was that Yuki particularly wanted to avoid Kyo and Tohru (since they were stuck fast together that day at school too) and Yuki really didn't have anyone else to go to. Two, was that Sakura didn't have any friends anyways. And three, well, Yuki knew how the Yuki Fan Club girls were trying to torment Sakura every given chance, but of course they normally wouldn't with Yuki around.
Minami and Mio did notice how close they were, and they were furious. The way they were smiling with each other, walking with each other, even eating lunch together, etc. I guess you could tell that they were really pissed off. And as you can imagine, so was Motoko.
"She's such a slut!" Motoko had exclaimed during lunch, "Look at her, keeping Yuki all to herself, when there should be enough of him to go around! Ugh! I mean, if Yuki was in love with me, I would've still shared him with all the other girls!" But both you and I know that that statement is very well a lie.
After school, Sakura sat outside, eating whatever leftover lunch she had left. There was only about three left over onigiri, and she would nibble at them slowly, as if testing each little grain of rice before biting the next one. Yuki had to go to a student council meeting, and Sakura wasn't sure whether to go back home or not. She remembered Yuki told her she could wait for him, but only if she wanted.
Sakura had an essay on Henry Hudson to write. So, she figured to just head home.
She packed whatever food back into her lunchbox and slowly started heading home. She wasn't sad or anything. Just weak, and a little sleepy too. Walking down the familiar, foresty passage that lead back to Shigure's somewhat isolated house, Sakura was beginning to think about Naomi.
She remembered when her parents found out she was being teased at school because of her odd features, and then the searched for a relative - or at least someone with the same last name. Coincedentally, the husband of Sukaya (Sakura's biological mom) had relatives from Japan in America, so one of her neices were introduced to Sakura. Her name was Naomi, and she was a lucky one. She had long black hair and sparkling blue eyes - the kind of features a cursed being is lucky to have.
Naomi was the only one who ever opened up to Sakura, and who had shone Sakura the true light of friendship.
Sakura couldn't help smiling thinking about Naomi. But Sakura did miss Naomi. Very much so. But thankfully, Yuki was a really nice person too.
"Hey, Garnet!"
Sakura, startled, whipped her head around to see who had called her.
There was a group of girls, vicious looking girls. The all had long uniform skirts, and masks around their faces. One of them was even carrying a baseball bat, holding it's handle and letting the head of it rest on her shoulder.
"Y-Yes?" replied Sakura hesitantly. She had a very bad feeling.
"What gives you the right to be hanging out with Yuki all the time, huh?" roared one of the girls.
"Yeah, since when does a foreign freak like you get to hang out with the prince?" thundered the one with the bat.
Sakura's anger began to flare. Who were they to confront her about who she hung out with or not? "Well, you aren't exactly suited for a prince!" Sakura wasn't someone who was good at dissing, but she sure pissed the other girls off.
"We'll see who really belongs with him, bitch!" yelled one of the girls, who seemed to charge in Sakura's direction.
Sakura was stiff. She didn't know what to do. She couldn't move. Only in nightmares was she ever in situations like this. But before she could resist, she was given a hard blow in her shoulder. She stumbled back. She was usually protected by her family, and had never learned to endure such pain.
Sakura glared up at the group of yankee girls angrily, and said something she shouldn't have, "Was that all you got?"
ONe of the girls gripped Sakura from behind, yanking her hair back at the same time, while all of the other girls had their chance to give their blows to Sakura.
Sakura didn't remember all of it. All she remembered were punches and kicks, slaps and thrusts that sent her to the ground, only to be picked up and trapped again. She even recognized those hard blows with the bat, the blows the beat her back and shoulders until they were nearly blue.
Sakura pushed herself away, resting against the bark of a tree. She touched her face, and when she looked at her hand, she saw a small trail of blood.
"What do you assholes want with me?" croaked Sakura, tears beginning to well up with each word that was said.
"Leave the prince alone, you dirty slut."
"Make me."
Another girl charged at Sakura, but with whatever strength she had left, she shot her leg up, hitting the girl in the stomach before she could send her blow to Sakura. The yankee gripped her stomach in pain, but then kicked Sakura hard in her thigh.
Sakura was hurting just about everywhere, but she didn't want to lose this time. Not to them. She felt her cloths were soaked. She didn't know whether it was blood or sweat, and she didn't bother to look.
"Have you learned your lesson, little whore?" hissed one of the girls.
"What lesson is there to learn, bitch?" and the girl smacked Sakura across her face with the bat, blood spurting out of Sakura's lips. She lost her grip on the tree, and stumbled to the ground, digging her nails into the dirt, feeling pain all over.
The girls were chuckling, and they began to walk casually in the opposite direction, until they ran into the person they loved most, yet the same exact person that they had hoped they hadn't seen at the moment.
Yuki.
"What the hell?" Yuki shouted as he ran where Sakura was. The yankee girls at first gawked in sheer terror, and then ran away.
Sakura was dizzy, but was still concious. With Yuki's help, she managed to stand on her feet, but she had to grip Yuki's shirt tightly. At first he helped her stumble home. But then, due to the fact that her shock kept her from walking properly, her hoisted her up in his arms, and carried her home.
"Y-Yuki..." whispered Sakura, still slightly dazed.
"Yes! Sakura...!"
"...thank you."
Yuki continued to run down in the direction of Shigure's house. Upon reaching the door, he hastily ran through and zoomed straight to the bathroom. He rested her on the tiled floor and dug through the cabinets until he found the oversized first-aid kit. At least, Yuki always considered it to be oversized. All of a sudden, it seemed very useful.
Sakura moaned a little bit. Her dizziness was beginning to slowly consume her, and her pink pupils were beginning to dissapear upwards, deeper into her lids. Yuki took a wet cloth and began washing out whatever wounds were visible, doing it as quickly as he could while at the same time doing it gently.
Yuki had washed out all of the visible wounds, and wrapped them in gauge, but he began to wonder what he would do about the nonvisible wounds...
"This is going to be disastrous...but Hatori's busy with Akito at this time...as if Akito will give a damn about Sakura..." Yuki inhaled deeply. A lump in his throat began to swell, as he reluctantly moved the damp cloth up Sakura's skirt to clean her upper and inner thigh. Of course, he hadn't lifted the skirt completely, so he just wrapped a damp towel around her thighs to clean whatever spots he may have missed.
Yuki then took a new cloth and reached up Sakura's torso underneath her shirt, rubbing it across her stomach to clean it, gently brushing across her bruises. He let the cloth browse a little bit upwards until he new he couldn't reach up any further (for obvious reasons).
Yuki observed Sakura for a little while. Many parts of her body had been wrapped in gauge, and there was even three small band-aids on her face due to a few cuts and swellings. But otherwise, Sakura was okay.
Yuki hoisted her up again and brought her to her bedroom, resting her on the bed. She was still moving a little, and was probably half asleep by now. He pulled a sheet over her body, and just knelt there for a second and began to think.
'Why did they hurt you like that?' thought Yuki, 'What did you do to them? Did it...have something to do with...me?'
Yuki rested his chin on Sakura's pillow, so close that he could hear her quivering breaths. He felt so guilty all of a sudden. 'I wonder...if I had walked her home, would those girls still have hurt her?'
Yuki sighed and stood up. As much as he wanted to stay with Sakura, he had too much school work to do. He left the room and, almost sadly, unloaded his school work in his own room.
Later on, when Tohru and Kyo came home...
"WHAT?" exclaimed Tohru, a look of shock on her face.
"It's true, Honda-San..." replied Yuki. He was still doing the last remains of his schoolwork, and was doing it best to get the last fragments of it done.
"But...I don't understand...why would anyone have a grudge against Sakura-San?" mumbled Tohru.
"Dunno." Yuki said with a shrug. He still wasn't sure how to act around Tohru, ever since he saw her with Kyo in the bedroom...
...the image was crytal clear in his head, Tohrus hands wrapped around Kyo's neck, Kyo's hands firmly on her petite hips, both of them moaning into each others lips, eyes shut closed. Kyo massaging Tohru's hips and back with his sturdy arms...
Yuki's face was a deep shade of scarlet at the thought, "I-I-I'm g-g-onna go, and, uh, well...check on Sakura-San...!" exclaimed Yuki, anything to hide his flustered face. He rushed into Sakura's bedroom, and found her sitting up, examining the gauge that wrapped her fingers and arms. She looked up and gave a timid smile.
"Thank you Yuki-Kun...for earlier."
"Sakura-San?" whispered Yuki. He had crept slowly to Sakura, closing the door behind him, and kneeling at the edge of Sakura's bed.
"Y-Yes?"
"Did...did what those girls do to you...did it have anything regarding...me?"
Sakura paused, her cheeks turning pale, as she recalled exactly what one of those girls had told her.
"What gives you the right to be hanging out with Yuki all the time, huh?"
"Yeah, since when does a foreign freak like you get to hang out with the prince?"
"We'll see who really belongs to him, bitch!"
"No, Yuki-Kun. Not at all." croaked Sakura in reply. She glanced at her backpack lying on the floor.
She was really sleepy. And she wanted to go to bed. She pulled the covers over her body and snuggled into her bed.
Sakura took a glance at her backpack lying on the ground, with the unwritten essay.
Screw Henry Hudson crossing the river, she was going to bed.
"Good night Yuki-Kun..." whispered Sakura. She weakly wrapped her arms around Yuki's neck, trying to keep all her tears inside. She knew Yuki cared, and wanted to prevent the approach that had happened today. But if she told him...he'd feel regretful and guilty, and she didn't want that to happen.
"Good night Sakura-San." whispered Yuki, gently giving her a push to signal her to get back in her bed. She snuggled back into her sheets, and Yuki watched over her until she drifted off into sleep.
Yay! Now, more secrets are revealed in the next chappy. Also, I have a lot of homework, projects, etc. so please don't get upset but...I really don't feel like going over the story to edit. I know it's really lazy, but I just want to post to stop the e-mails like "When are you going to post?" or "Are you posting soon?" I appreciate that you're all enthused about me updating, but, you know, heh heh.
And about the cheapo "Henry Hudson crossing the river"...it was the only thing I could think of, so sorry.
I'm open to suggestions! D
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