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Scattered Papers ch. 7

When I first met Shigure Sohma, that day walking to school, I saw something in his eyes. Something drew me to him from the start, but I always attributed it to us being kindred spirits, good friends. Of course it would've been easier and more acceptable to find a romantic connection with Yuki or Kyo, but somehow I never felt my heart sway that way for either of them. Yuki and Kyo were always dear to me, but over time, I realized I only felt such an elusive, alluring, and almost provocative force with Shigure. I had friendship with Shigure, but deep down, I had always wanted more. Now my opportunity was here, and I had take grasp of it. That was the only problem- how? I decided to take action; I wrote Shigure a letter.

The letter read, in my most considerate prose: Dearest Shigure, as the turmoil with Akito has finally subsided, I feel that now I am full liberty to express my true feelings. But first, I must apologize for not understanding your words and taking them more lightly than you intended. I tried not to understand your words, but I can now face your every intention with my own response. Shigure, I fully and entirely reciprocate your affections. I love you; I have, I do, and I will. With pleasant regards always, Tohru.

After writing the letter, I slipped it easily under Shigure's door. I felt as if a huge weight had been lifted, and I could see the same reaction in Shigure when I saw him again. Ironically however, we did not speak of our feelings immediately. For several weeks our affections were limited to intimate gazes and fleeting touches. It all changed at the next visit to Sohma House. Momiji had requested a visit, and we promptly attended.

"Shigure, how unpleasant to see you again," Hari said upon greeting Shigure again.

"Oh Hari, I see you're just the incestuous freak you were last time I saw you," Shigure proclaimed, taking Hatori in a suffocating death grip.

"How is Akito?" Shigure asked, suddenly turning serious and releasing Hari.

"Alive. His fever spiked alarmingly yesterday, but his symptons have since decreased in intensity. I hate to say it, but sometimes I wish Akito would become ill more often than he does; it's the only time I can manage him. He's not nearly as violent when ill. He's forgotten all about Tohru since his recent illness. His whims come and go so unpredictably. He should be better within a few days."

"I wasn't worried," Shigure replied, reassuring Hari of his obvious disregard for Akito's inconsistent health.

"I was aware, Shigure. Please, take a seat."

The day passed in fair monotony; I played several games with Momiji, while Kyo and Yuki were engaged, as usual, in a death brawl. Evening had come quickly and Momiji had soon tired of hide and seek. Momiji left, and I took a seat outside on the porch, listening to leaves rustle and wind play tunes through the trees. I was not long after accompanied by Shigure.

"Do you mind if I take a seat?" he asked, sliding down next to me and letting his eyes relax on me for a moment before moving on.

"Please. It's always better to share a nice evening with a friend than alone," I replied. Shigure was quick respond.

"That's what I've been wanting to talk to you about. I don't want to be 'friends' with you, Tohru. I want to make love to you." I jumped at his words, but the shock was soon replaced by a comforting warmth. "Akito has miraculously decided that you're now guilt-free. But Tohru, I want you to know that I meant everything I said over these last few months. If Akito had posed any danger to you, I would've left the family with Yuki and Kyo. You don't realize it, Tohru, but you're all we have. I just happen to want you in a different way than the others. I want to love you for the beautiful and amazing woman that you are, and not just for the friendly comfort you so willingly give out. I want you, Tohru Honda, so bad."

"Oh Shigure," I sobbed, flinging my arms around his neck and savoring his warmth. Briefly Shigure pulled away, and held me at a respectable but intimate distance. His hand curved to tilt my chin, and he firmly pressed his lips to mine. The world soon disappeared.

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Shigure and Tohru, Kyo and Yuki stood watching from quite a distance away. The normal hostilities of the day had worn both to the point of extreme exhaustion. Now both were silent, each lost in their worlds. However, Yuki was slightly more aware of Kyo than Kyo knew.

"Hey, Kyo, you see that?" Yuki said, pointing to the faint shadow of Shigure and Tohru in the distance. The shadows were joined, showing no distinction between separate forms.

"What is it?" Kyo said impatiently.

"Oh, nothing. Just this, you fucking damn cat!" he said, forcefully taking hold of Kyo's chin and smashing his lips against the warmth of Kyo's mouth. "There," Yuki said, roughtly releasing Kyo's face. "We'll settle this later. Alone." Kyo, needless to say, was stunned.

Scattered Paper- END

Note: I know, I know, I know! I just couldn't help it! Deep down I really am a shonen-ai fan too! Please don't hate me. I hope you enjoyed reading my story. Thanks!