DISCLAIMER: These characters are not mine; they belong to Takaya-sensei.

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CHAPTER2

"I don't get it," Shigure broke the silence.

"He's never called me Gure-nii before." He sat withhis face in his hands as Ayame slowly stroked his back.

"I know…" Hatori started, "…that Kyo dislikes Yuki but, I wouldn't imagine it to grow to this extent."

Ayame had a thoughtful expression on his face. "Yuki seemed concerned about Kyo, right?"

Shigure nodded. "That's right."

There was a long silence.

"…then maybe it has nothing to do with their dislike for each other?" Hatori questioned.

Ayame's eyes suddenly grew wide. "I think I know--."

He was interrupted by a loud rapping at the door.

Shigure sighed, "I'll answer it."

Slowly he opened the door.

"Shi-chan!" bellowed the man on the other side of the door; quickly he engulfed Shigure in a large hug.

"Tsu—zu—ki," was all he could say as he gasped for air from the tight embrace.

Tsuzuki let go. "I need to speak to Kyo," he was serious now.

Shigure nodded and quickly stepped aside. "Come in," he said calmly.

Kyo lay on the roof staring into the clouds. He closed his eyes, as he did so visions of that day came into his mind.

His eyes snapped open. 'No!' he thought, even though he new he had kissed Yuki back, but he wasn't going to admit it to himself any time soon.

He slid down the roof and swung his head over, hopping Tohru would be willing to talk. Kyo looked into the window just as Yuki turned around; quickly he lifted his head up. After all he didn't want Yuki to see him.

'Damn,' he thought. 'Wrong window.'

Kyo looked from side to side quickly to see if any one was there. After reassuring himself that the coast was clear he gave in to his curiosity and looked into the window again.

Yuki moaned lazily as he stripped his shirt off and threw it to the ground. Kyo's face went red as he watched. Yuki placed his hands on his hips and slowly pulled his pants down; Kyo's hands began to shake in embarrassment. Yuki was now left in nothing but his boxers as he gently rubbed one of his smooth cream colored shoulders.

Kyo sat up on the roof; he slapped himself across the face after he realized what he had done.

'No!' he thought. 'I'm not gay, I was just— just.' He became even more aggravated with himself after he found no reason for what he had just done.

He lay down and watched the clouds like before, trying his hardest to forget everything.

He heard a light 'plop' just as he was about to close his eyes. He looked over dully, "T-Tsuzuki-sensei!" Kyo sat up quickly.

"When Shi-chan told me that you were on the roof I thought you had gone mad," he took a long relaxing breath of the air. "…But now, I know why you like it here so much." He looked over at Kyo; gave a friendly wink and a smile.

Kyo's bottom lip began to quiver. "It's my grades, isn't it?"

Tsuzuki cocked his head. "What d' you mean?"

"You're here because of my grades aren't you?"

"It's much more serious than that Kyo-kun," the utmost depressed expression swept over Tsuzuki's face.

"You don't know how much I wish this was about grades."

"What is it then?" Kyo questioned.

"Kyo-kun, do you know what a Shinigami is?"

"What about it?"

"Kyo, this is a serious question." His eyes grew harsh.

"Yeah I know what a shinigami is, what about it?"

"What if some one, they may not be very close to you, is a Shinigami?"

Kyo gave him an annoyed look. "I'd call the loony bin," he said blandly.

Tsuzuki gave Kyo a serious glare.

Kyo began to back away slowly. "You're kidding, right?"

"I'm afraid not, Kyo-kun."

Kyo turned to face the owner of the new, but familiar voice.

"H-Hisoka!"

Yuki ran to his window at the sudden outburst that came from the roof.

"Kyo, we need you to listen carefully," silence.

"The head of the Sohma family has always been under the watchful eye of the judgment bureau for many reasons, mostly having to do with the Sohma family curse." Kyo gaped, realizing they knew the families Zodiac secret. "We're here to protect you," he said.

"What! Wh—why?" Kyo spluttered.

Tsuzuki looked to Hisoka for help, who said bluntly; "Akito has set out to kill you."

Yuki listened attentively. He heard the denial and fear in Kyo's voice and clenched his fist.

"Wh- why?"

"The reasons are still unknown, Kyo-kun."

Yuki sat, one leg hanging out of his window as he continued to listen.

"We are here to protect you from any harm. Please, trust us."

Yuki didn't wait to hear any more. Quickly he ran down the stairs, gaining speed as he did so.

He ran out onto the streets avoiding as many twists and turns as possible, within minutes he was at the Sohma main house.

'I just need to speak with him, right?' Yuki was good at consulting himself with certain things but, when it came to Kyo he acted before he consulted.

Slowly, he walked through the front gate of the Sohma house. He paused as cursed memories from this house writhed through every muscle in his body.

'It can't stop me,' he thought. He remembered the reason he was here, and found himself brushing aside those memories one by one as he reached the front door. Yuki walked in without knocking. Quietly he walked into the house; removing his shoes.

"No! I won't do it!" Yuki flattened his back against the wall at the unexpected outburst.

"If it were Yuki asking, you would do it wouldn't you? …FAG!" He knew that tone, that sickening tone of amusement.

'CRASH!' "NO! Akito stop, stop it!" Yuki grabbed the wall slowly, he looked around the corner.

"NO! I WON'T!"

Yuki whipped back around. 'Why Haru? What did he do?'

"Someone has to do it!" 'BANG!' "No, way! Ha! Let me guess you love him too! What a whore!"

Yuki had had enough. He slowly reached for the glass vase beside him, 'One…Two…THREE!' He quickly stepped around the corner, and threw the vase as hard as he could.

"Heh, heh, heh," were Akito's last words before he collapsed onto the ground.

Yuki, after reassuring himself that Akito was out cold ran over to Hatsuharu.

"Y—Yuki?" he whimpered.

Hatsuharu placed his arm over Yuki's shoulder as they stepped over shards of glass and a large wooden stick.

"Thank you Yuki," he whispered just before he opened the door to Shigure's house.

The two boys gradually made their way to the sitting room, hearing the noise progressively grow louder as they approached.

An awkward silence swept over the room as the two stepped in.

Hisoka stood up. "Our work is done."

END

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