cheerio my deario

(By archy the cockroach)

Warnings: shounen-ai, make out scene, cruelty to flowers, and an unimportant OC (oh, and yuki acting like a normal, caring person for once)

Disclaimer: do I look rich or japanese to you?

a/n: the winnebagos are an indian tribe. don't ask. yes, in this fic it's the end of fall. w00t. just thought i'd give you the heads up. and, it's the second year of high-school, so yuki, kyou and tohru are the beautiful age of 17 with haru and momiji at 16. oh, and the made up is based off a real person, hokay?


Yuki and Kyou walked home in an awkward silence, the only noise was the occasional car going by on the highway. They silently decided to take a detour through a marketplace, where people were just closing up shop. The sun was beginning to sink into the horizon, the winter chill was beginning to set in, and the crickets were beginning to chirp.

"Oi!"

Both cat and rat turned their heads to where the voice came from. There was a girl (probably about their age) with shiny blonde hair standing at a flower stall. She had a large top-hat situated on her head and looked quite out of place. She didn't look Asian. And her name and bad accent confirmed it. Her name was 'Sydni' as her name-tag confirmed.

"Yeah, you two. Do you want to buy a flower for your sausage?" said Sydni. Yuki ran the sentence over in his head a few times.

"I think you mean 'boyfriend'," said Yuki. Damn those stupid English speakers and their translation errors.

"Yeah, sorry," said Sydni, smiling sheepishly, "I need to get rid of these flowers. They're wilting, and I'm closing up shop. I'll give them to you; half-price."

Yuki did have some money on him, and there were only about three flowers left. The rat nodded and paid for two flowers, handing one over to the blushing cat without a word. He planned to give the other one to Tohru later.

"Erm, what's with the top-hat?" asked Yuki, pointing to the black thing on Sydni's head. Syndi looked up, giggled and took the thing off.

"My boss is really weird. Had us wear these. Yeah, there are other fishies working for us. I really hate working here. Hate flowers," said Sydni. The girl really knew how to make opinionated rambles. It was what she did. When she finished her sentence, she took out a lighter and set the remaining flower on fire to prove her point.

Yuki and Kyou both sweat dropped.

"Well, have fun! See you boxes later!" said Sydni, waving the two boys off.

The two went back to their uncomfortable silence before Kyou decided to say something.

"Um... why did you buy me a flower?" said the cat, not able to look the rat in the eyes. Said rat looked at Kyou before shrugging.

"I don't know."

Without a word Yuki took the flower out of Kyou's fingertips and placed the orange-yellow flower behind the cat's ear. 'The color suits him well,' Yuki thought rather absently. Kyou's cheeks were bright red by now. He wasn't used to this sort of treatment, even though it was probably still an act.

"Well... that girl was nice for letting us have the flowers half price," said Yuki, idly twirling the pink flower he got for Tohru in his hands. He was trying to make conversation. It was too dull not to.

"I guess. She probably would have burnt them if we hadn't gotten there sooner," mumbled Kyou, still blushing from the flower. It was in his hair. Only girls wore flowers in their hair. But... for some reason, he really didn't seem to mind.

"Sydni the Flower Murderer..." said Yuki, with an odd little sigh. Kyou smiled slightly. That gave him a funny image; Sydni running around in her top-hat with flaming azaleas all around her, 'Buahaha'-ing like a maniac.

Yuki sighed for the zillionth time that day, scanning the empty park before him. But something caught his eye... Something...

"Fangirls," said Yuki, stopping dead in his tracks, blinking. He saw them ahead, trying to hide themselves behind a bush. "I thought they'd stop bothering us."

"Evidently not," huffed Kyou. He really didn't feel like dealing with them.

"Hurry, do something - anything - to make us look like we're a couple!" said Yuki. Kyou looked over at him. Didn't they look couple-like enough? Walking home together?

Apparantly not.

The Prince dragged the cat to the nearest park bench pulling him down on his lap to make them look 'like a couple'. Kyou made a small squeak upon falling on Yuki's lap, but it was soon silenced by the rat's lips.

The Fangirls could be heard growling behind the trees.

Kyou's entire face was red. He'd only kissed Yuki one other time (when Yuki was confirming his 'gayness') and they weren't this close and Yuki's tongue was not in his unaware mouth. Last time, it had just been a tight-lipped quick one (in which the cat had passed out) but this time it was more of a full-mouthed probe. Yuki's tongue was everywhere, and the cat could only blink back at the Prince who wasn't even concentrated on him. He was looking at the Fangirls, trying to get them to leave.

Yuki's fingers were on his back, slightly kneading Kyou's flesh from over his coat. Kyou was awkwardly sitting with one leg bent on the rat's lap, his arms slightly astray on the other's shoulders.

The Fangirls apparantly left, because Yuki stopped.

He pulled his face out of Kyou's and sighed, leaving the cat hanging in mid-air, wide eyed, blushing furiously and slightly frightened.

"That was close," said Yuki, not making a move to push the cat off his lap. His hands were still located on Kyou's back.

The cat shifted on Yuki's legs, slightly uncomforable. As he kept moving, he felt something hard hit his leg. If it was possible, he blushed hard. Yuki wasn't actually... no, he couldn't be...

"Erm, Kyou... is something wrong?" asked Yuki, glancing at the cat who appeared to be trying to sputter something out. In the midst of all Kyou's psychobabble the rat managed to make out the words 'something' and 'hard'.

Yuki blushed slightly. "Stupid cat, it's just my cell phone," said the rat, in a deadpan voice. Kyou nodded and got off the rat's lap, not able to look him in the eyes. Yuki smiled slightly (!) and stood up. "We should get home."

As the two walked home in the evening atmosphere, Kyou realized, did Yuki even have a cell phone?


cellphone. feh. that's what they all say.

the title is from a line of velvet revolver's song, dirty little thing.