Chapter 3—Let Go
so let go/jump in/well whatcha waiting for/it's alright/cause there's beauty in the breakdown/just get in/its so amazing yeah/it's alright/cause there's beauty in the breakdown Let Go, by Fru-Fru
And there are voices/that want to be heard/So much to mention/but you can't find the words/Listen to your heart/There's nothing else you can do Listen to Your Heart, by D.H.T or Roxette
The nameless emotion in Yuki swelled until he felt like he was going to pop. There was a thundering rush in his ears and it took him a second to realize it was his heart racing in excitement. Jealous. The word shocked him. Was he?
He looked at Tohru, comprehension dawning, and she met his gaze steadily, a gentle smile on her face. Yuki felt his cheeks warm up.
A noise from Machi distracted them all. She had been quiet for a while so they seemed to have forgotten her. She made the noise again and it sounded like she was choking on her own words.
"Why...why would he be jealous?" she cried, her voice cracking. Her eyes were huge and terrified and confused. Yuki knew that look. It was the look of a cornered deer; when Machi knew she was in over her head and no longer had any idea what she was doing, where her emotions, held too long in check, exploded into action and her body did something she wasn't aware of it doing until after—like throwing things, like going berserk. She couldn't help it. It was what she did when she panicked. And the look on her face...it made Yuki's heart wrench, so he had worked and worked to make sure she never had to look that way again.
"Why are you jealous?" Machi yelled wildly, staring at him with those eyes that made his heart ache. She took a step closer to him. "Why do you care? What does it matter to you? Who I kiss? Why do you care!" she shrieked, staring at him with those huge scared eyes.
What was she asking him? Yuki wondered, bewildered. There were questions in her eyes, questions that were begging to be answered, questions that Machi was too scared to ask. What were the questions?
"What are you asking me?" Yuki half-shouted, just as scared as she was. He wanted to answer the questions, make the look go away, make her smile. What were the questions? He didn't know. "I don't know what you're asking me!" He was wild and confused and scared and trying to keep a lid on that suffocating sensation that was fighting it's way up, fighting to be let loose.
"Why are you jealous!" she bellowed at him, tears springing to her eyes.
"Because you should be kissing me, not Haru!" Yuki burst out, flustered and half-crazy with the questions he couldn't answer and the emotion he couldn't name and the look in Machi's eyes that he couldn't get rid of.
He looked away from her, his face burning. He was angry and miserable and scared and now he knew what that mystery feeling was.
He looked back up at Machi and the look was gone. Yuki felt something within him breathe a sigh of relief.
Then Machi looked down, blushing. Things were awkward.
When she spoke, her voice was low and husky.
"And what if...what if I don't want to kiss you?"
Yuki saw her peeking up at him through her bangs and blushed himself. Everything came together for him then, and he knew what the answers to all the questions were and how to get rid of the look forever. The feeling burst free from his chest and suddenly he was light, lighter than he had been in ages and he understood so much.
"Then...I guess I'll have to kiss you," he said almost shyly.
Machi cleared her throat nervously. "I think I'd...I'd like that." And she smiled at him.
Yuki smiled back.
They were moving closer and closer...slowly, slowly...Yuki tentatively put a hand up to stroke Machi's hair, and her eyelids fluttered shut. Slowly, slowly...they were so close now...
"Too slow, too SLOW!" Kakeru cried loudly. Machi's eyes flew open and she jerked back. Yuki groaned. The mood was ruined. He rested his head on Machi's shoulder and sighed heavily. She laughed and kissed his ear. "Soon enough," she said softly.
Kakeru continued, obviously distressed. "You two are so SLOW! Eons passed while we waited for you to kiss! You should have done this by now!" he scolded. Then he looked at them seriously. "What took you so long?" he asked.
Yuki and Machi looked at each other and burst into laughter.
Fin
Author's Notes: Well, this is pretty much the end. I would like to continue with it, or try something like it again—I mean with the song lyrics and all. If a wild inspiration harkens for me to sit at it's table, I will oblige...until then, adieu!
Ha, had you going there, didn't I? Well, this is the original ending...but there's an alternate ending. It starts the same and veers off into a different direction. You'll see when you see.
Ta and merci!
Audley NOT FRENCH, I SWEAR!
PS: No offense to anyone who is ACTUALLY French.
PPS: Don't forget to review, pretty please!
