Chapter Three
Author's Note: Woot now I am going to put some sweet KazumaxKyo goodness in my fic. So if you are only reading my fic. For the nice HaruxYuki goodness…I would stop reading for the next two chapters. And for you peeples who are reading for KazumaxKyo...enjoy!
Kyo watched out the window of his room as the storm came and went. He was happy that he was staying the night at his Shishou's place, a little too happy. He didn't know what was wrong with him, for he didn't get exhausted when the storm had arrived. He also realized that every time he thought about Kazuma, his heart rate increased. The same as it had around Tohru.
He cursed himself when the answer as to what was bothering hit him. No, that was just wrong, Shishou was his father, not his biological father, but a man who took him in and called him his son. Kyo punched the wall next to him. And what would Shishou think or anyone else for that matter about how he felt? They would shun him, exile him, a push him away farther than where he already was. His Shishou would shun him, and if that was to happen, the one person that Kyo had learned to love to that, it would whole heartedly break him.
"Kyo? Is there anything you need?" asked Kazuma as he knocked on the door gently.
Kyo almost jumped when he heard his Shishou's voice. He felt his heart skip a beat and chills run up and down his spine. He couldn't understand it, the feeling he had for the man he called "father."
After long minutes of silence and Kyo not answering his question, Kazuma put his hand on the door ready to open it. Although it was Kyo who opened the door, rushing past him and down the hallway.
"Kyo, where are you going?" asked Kazuma.
"Leave me alone," barked Kyo exiting the house. Kazuma eyes widened as the words sunk in. He didn't understand, had he done something wrong to the teen? Or perhaps the teen had found out Kazuma had feelings for him…no….it couldn't be.
Instinctively Kazuma rushed out the door after Kyo. He didn't want to leave the teen alone, he wanted Kyo to be with him, regardless of how wrong it seemed.
Kyo tripped over a rock and fell into a puddle of mud. He had wandered into the woods behind his Shishou's house, not caring that he knew he would be found here. He stood shaking off the mud and walking towards the stream that was located in the middle of the woods. Once there, he found his favorite rock and sat down on it, looking up at the sky. The sky was clear now, showing the stars and full moon. He sighed, hugging his knees. He shivered a bit and then cursed himself for not putting on his jacket. He shouldn't have done that, said what he had to Shishou and then run out of the house. He wondered if Shishou was angry with him. Or if he had been saddened by what Kyo had told him.
"Kyo?" said a voice that made Kyo jump. He looked over his shoulder to see Kazuma looking down at him with worried eyes.
Kazuma blinked, noticing how muddy the teen was before him. "Kyo, why did you run off like that?"
"Gomen, I…I…don't know what got into me," answered Kyo, looking down at the stream.
Kazuma let a small smile form on his face as he sat down on a rock next to Kyo's. "Is there something you would like to talk about?"
"Iie," lied Kyo.
"You can't fool me, when you were a little one with troubles on your mind you would come here," exclaimed Kazuma as he looked up at the moon.
"I don't want to talk about it," muttered Kyo.
"And what is that?" asked Kazuma his gaze now fixed on the teen.
"You will shun me," answered Kyo.
Kazuma blinked, "Shun you, why?"
"You just will. Now leave me alone," said Kyo.
Kazuma let out a sigh and moved closer to the teen, putting an arm around Kyo's shoulders. "I would never shun you for something you have done or wish to tell me. I promise, Kyo." He looked down at the shining moonlit hair that belonged to Kyo. The boy was still silent but had noticed how the teen had relaxed.
"I…I…no I can't," said Kyo in a shaky voice. Kazuma frowned, this was really upsetting the teen, and he was too scared.
Kazuma embraced the teen, putting his head Kyo's hair, taking in the scent of his shampoo, sweat, and mud. Kyo tensed under the embrace but returned the embrace, clinging tightly to his Shishou.
They stayed that way for a while until they broke the embrace. Kazuma lifted Kyo's chin so that their eyes met. "Kyo, do you want to tell me now?"
Kyo couldn't look down and Kazuma's eyes had paralyzed Kyo from looking away. He felt trapped and he didn't very much enjoy the feeling one bit. Although he understood Kazuma wouldn't shun him, for he always kept his word, Kyo still wasn't so sure that he would shun himself about his love for Shishou.
"I…I…damnit all I love you okay! I …its wrong of me because you are the man who raised me and took me in. You are older than me too…I…gomen…Shishou."
Kyo could feel tears rolling down his cheeks and he avoided Kazuma's gaze. He felt so weak; crying in front of the one he thought was the strongest martial artist in the world. He didn't even want to think of how ashamed the other must be of him and the lecture he would get. He should, it may be better for his Shishou.
He quickly got up and started to run until he was grabbed by Kazuma. Kazuma pulled the teen close to him, holding him tightly. Kyo was silent, looking down in shame.
"Kyo, it is okay to feel this way," said Kazuma as he stroked the boy's hair. "There is no need to apologize for feelings you have, especially love. Love knows no gender, age, and has no right or wrong." Kyo looked up at Kazuma, his eyes filled with tears. He nodded simply and Kazuma smiled before kissing the boy gently on the lips and then pulling away. He wiped away a stray tear that had been wandering down Kyo's cheek.
"Lets go home, Kyo," said Kazuma as he put an arm around the boy's waist and guided him home.
