Disclaimer: I would rather own noodles than Fruits Basket... okay... not really.

I'll tell ya, it's getting harder and harder to keep having Haru denying everything, but, it's worth it in the end. But... moving off that topic before I get killed by all my faithfuly readers, I read Volume 15 of Fruits Basket today, and I think next I'm going to try a Kakeru x Yuki pairing- they have such potential! And...I don't think there's any pairing based (meaning there are stories listed under the names, but not paired) on Fanfiction, so maybe I'll be the first? Hrm? I'd like all your support on this!

Not to mention my undying love for Kakeru... but you know...

Anywho, the next chapter might be delayed a little longer than usual - I got STACKS to do this weekend. I have assignments, I have to clean out my room, I have to move all my stuff into my flat (I have a flat n.n! Whoooot!), and I have to do a stack of typing for Dad, so I might not get time to write... more like I won't get any time to write.

Anywho, I'll stop boring you, enjoy! (And please review n.n!)

Chapter Fourteen: Not in Public!

"GOD DAMN IT! LET GO OF ME!"

"But Kyooooooooooo!" The Rabbit whined, who by the way, was clinging desperately onto the back of Kyo's shirt. He'd managed to position himself with a firm hold around the cats middle – which was actually just above his buttocks, considering the height difference – and was not letting go.

In fact, he hadn't been letting go for about three hours now, and Kyo was getting severely pissed off.

Momiji had come all this way to talk to Kyo about Haru too! And, and, and all Kyo was doing was trying to brush him off – and he hadn't even mentioned Haru's name once! What was so wrong with offering the cat leek flavoured candy as a peace offering?

"B-But Kyoooo!" Momiji whined again; "I want to talk to you about Haruuuuu!"

The silence was almost deafening, and when Kyo stopped struggling Momiji actually fell over backwards. Kyo's hands found his side, his body became rigid, and he said quietly; "What about Haru?"

"He luffs you!" Momiji said rather happily, only to receive a punch – that Kyo hadn't held back – that sent him twirling into the other room, accompanied with a voice that screamed;

"DON'T TALK STUPID, STUPID!"

Damn that stupid rabbit! Kyo glared at his mirror, having locked the door behind him – lest the stupid Rabbit find a way to gain entrance to his domain. What did he know? He knows nothing! About... well... anything really, other than being annoying.

But...

"DON'T TALK STUPID!"

Kyo's hands caught the side of his head, hitting his ears with open palms. He couldn't believe he said that! What kind of idiot was he? Well... a big one, really.

Ah heck. What was he getting all up tight about? Kyo's head found its way to rest on the glass of the mirror, staring daggers into his own eyes. It wasn't like Haru liked him anyway.

At his own house, Haru rested his arms on the back of his head, glaring up at the ceiling. What had he been doing? His fucking sense of direction... god damn it! Haru slowed his breathing, one of his hands finding his chest. He would not go Black. This was not a situation to go Black in. It wasn't a situation to go black in...

Haru turned his eyes to the window sill, and they connected with something rather... disastrous. A cat.

Kyo didn't know why he'd agreed to go to the convenience store, Kyo didn't know why leeks were on the shopping list, and Kyo also didn't know why smut was written – by Shigure – on the back of the shopping list. But, never the less, here Kyo was, standing in front of the store with three bags of shopping.

Sighing, the cat made his way in the direction to home, his mind still pondering. He'd have to give up his feelings for Haru soon – it would probably destroy him. What was he thinking about, anyway? He was getting locked up soon. It didn't matter... his feelings for Haru didn't matter... the fact that Haru was storming towards him at an incredible pace didn't matter... wait. What?

Kyo stopped in mid step. Haru was only metres away from him, and his pace had quickened considerably when he noticed Kyo preparing to flee. Well, that would have been all good and well, if Kyo's legs would actually move.

"Ha-mmph." Kyo didn't even get to finish Haru's name before he was kissed roughly. He noticed the spectators – but Haru didn't.

Haru's hands found their way up the hem of Kyo's shirt, causing the cat the shudder slightly. This wasn't right. This wasn't right. In public – this wasn't right!

"H-Haru;" Kyo started finally, after Haru had decided that it was a much better tactic to attack his neck, "Y-You're Black, aren't you? P-Please stop..."

Haru did. His hands stopped roaming, and he removed his lips from the cat's neck, and tisked. "You don't like me anymore, Kitten?" He asked, bringing his face up to the cats, with a sly look written on it; "I don't like it when you lie." His lips found Kyo's, but, just as he was about to force Kyo's mouth open, Kyo moved his head sideways.

"H-Haru..."

Haru arched his eyebrow.

"P-People are watching..." It was true. They'd attracted quite a crowd.

"So?"

A blush grew upon Kyo's face rather quickly, and Black Haru sighed. If he wanted his Kitten, he supposed he'd have to comply, and respect the cats 'privacy' issue.

Haru extracted his hands from Kyo's shirt, grabbed the cat's wrist, and began to drag him to Shigure's – simply because that was the closest place available. Once they had stormed through the door – or rather, Haru had, Kyo had almost tripped over the step – Black Haru made sure that he dragged Kyo directly to Kyo's room. Yes, unlike White Haru, Black Haru was not directionally retarded.

Haru shoved Kyo into the room, and then locked the door behind him. "Happy?" He asked, not giving Kyo time to reply before he leapt onto his cat, pinning him to the floor by positioning his hands beside his head. "You'd better be." He moved in to kiss Kyo, before pausing; "That shirt comes off."

"W-Wha?" Kyo blinked, trying to move up, but was knocked down again by Haru, who positioned himself more sufficiently, his hands once again roaming up the hem of Kyo's shirt. This time, however, he slowly moved the material up with his hands, before forcing it over the cats head.

"That's better." Haru commented, kissing Kyo, he forced the cat's mouth open. Kyo, surprisingly, responded by wrapping his arms around the cows neck and kissing him back.

Kyo wanted this. He wanted it more than cat nip... more than salmon... he wanted Haru. These sessions with Haru – even if he was black – were special to him, so special that he didn't want them to stop.

So, when Black Haru seemed to pause, and slowly draw away like he was finished – that or confused – Kyo hauled himself up, and took the liberty of kissing the cow himself.

White Haru was confused and wide eyed. Was Kyo... kissing him? Was this warm sensation the cat's lips? Oh... shit... he... didn't want this! He didn't like Kyo in that way!

Haru felt himself buckling.

He didn't! He didn't know how he got there, he didn't care how he got there, but he wanted to get away! (He promptly squashed the rather large part of him that told him to stay). He forced himself away from a confused – and shirtless – Kyo.

His hands came to his mouth, fighting down the strange feeling that was trying to overwhelm him. He couldn't stay here! He couldn't keep looking at a confused Kyo – who was for some reason looking edible! He couldn't!

Scrunching his eyes shut, Haru fled the room.

Kyo sat up, cross legged, and stared at the door that Haru had left from. Haru had obviously turned white somewhere in there... so... that was what that pause was, and, because Kyo had been so desperate to continue...

Ah fuck.