an: ) this chapter is deticated to my wonderous beta hatori obsesser. she saves my writings from my horendous povs. also i would like to say thank you to my other reveiwer dark inu fan who i am a big fan of. well the story gets easier to comprehend from here on out. (well not entirely). but thanx to everyone who bothered reading and i hope you reveiw.

disclaimer: me no own

I am fire

I burn with all my might

If you touch me you burn to

I don't let anyone touch me

'Oh god. This pain in my neck is really killing me. Damn why the hell does this pain hurt so damn much?' I slowly opened my eyes to reveal the freshly born sunlight of the day. I could still see the faint traces of night that were left behind, like the little half crescent of a moon, or the few bright stars that started dissipating.

'Oh, that's right. I slept on the roof last night. Why was that again?' My thoughts became muddled as the memories for the night before came flooding back. 'That's right; Tohru and I had an argument. Wait, does me yelling count as an argument? Why does she keep talking about that bastard? For weeks now it has been things like 'he seems so lonely' 'maybe I should see him tomorrow', actually it was pretty funny when Tohru said she instead of he.'

Last night really sucked. Maybe I should apologize. Wait, it wasn't even really my fault. If she just didn't make such a stupid suggestion then everything would be all right. But sometimes I just can't help but disagree with her naivety. I don't even really know what set me off at first.' I tried to go through every detail of last night but I couldn't exactly point out a specific detail, just lots of agitation.

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Tohru had just gotten home from work and was heating up a quick dinner. I wanted to help but once I reached the doorway, I had to stop and admire my little onigiri. Yes that's right; I realized that I had harbored feelings for Tohru. They might not be love or even close, but I had realized that there was a deep feeling of protection and slight possessiveness towards Tohru.

She was still in her school uniform except with a light pink and white ruffled apron. From a chic's point of view it was cute I guess. Ayame had made I for her for her recent birthday. I stood there looking at her and couldn't help but notice how she had grown. Of course she was still a runt, but a runt that was a few inches taller than when she first graced the Sohmas with her presence. I also couldn't help but notice the way her skirt danced along the contours of her legs as she cooked dinner. Ahh, what legs. I have to admit, she is quite attractive in that "girl next door" kind of way. Her hair bounced and I noticed that she was really graceful in the kitchen, except when she dropped things, and this probably her main arena. I was probably standing there for a bit and that explains how that damn mutt snuck up on me.

"Oh! Kyon Kyon, what a naughty boy you are for ogling my precious little flower! I would expect that from me, but honestly. What a bad little kitty you have become" I should have realized that Shigure would have caught me with my hand in the cookie jar. But if you really wanted to get detailed then you could just say I was only looking at the cookie jar.

"I would expect this from that mutt but apparently I over-estimated you. Now you're a stupid and perverted cat." I heard the smugness in that damn rat's voice as him and his girly ass appeared behind that damn dog. If only I could be able to catch him when it matters just to even the score. Like if someone other than I saw the multiple times during just one period that the rat looked over to Tohru's desk. Ahh… if only, But no. Only cookie jar Kyo could ever got caught. Not even to mention the fact that I always get so flustered that I ended up looking like an idiot.

Before I could even comment Tohru was done with dinner, and the damn rat and stupid mutt were helping her set the table. That's probably where my agitated state first began.

We were all sitting at the table (thankfully when Tohru was cooking she didn't hear our little scuffle. It seems like sometimes she's such a bubblehead.) When Shigure just happened to bring up the topic of our argument.

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I was yanked out of my little reenactment when I heard the clatter of pans and the smell of miso soup. Maybe it was probably time to apologize before the others woke up. If only she hadn't wanted to throw a damn birthday party for Akito.