Disclaimer This is a Fruits Basket fanfic, I own the FIC not the actual SERIES. If I did it would have been much darker with HaruxKyo sex in it.
Mild Warning I might have lime or lemon chapters in this, it has yet to be decided. If I do the rating might be changed or I'll just put up a warning for that particular chapter. I'll also be as kind as to make it so that if you don't read that particular chapter you wouldn't be missing much plot.
-...- are memories.
Chapter 3
It had been a while and the physical therapy was going well, he only had one more month with the cast on his wrist and leg. That was until Hatsuharu was called away. Akito was furious that the young ox spent so much time so freely with the filthy cat. The head of the clan was so angered that he ordered a punishment, Kyo hadn't heard all of the details, just that it would be a while since he saw his cousin next. After spending so much time with the twin haired teen the hospital felt rather dark and cold with out his usual company. But that wasn't 9the problem, or at least that was what Hatori voiced. The redhead's heart started to act up again almost immediately after Hatsuharu's absence became prominent. The red eyed cat had a hard time sleeping until he eventually stopped all together. The dragon was at a loss, he had administered the maximum sleep aid prescription as he possibly could only to have the boy slowly doze off and snap awake once more.
God he was tired. He just needed some sleep. His eye lids were heavy, his skin tingled with the need to slip into unconsciousness. Crimson orbs slid shut, heavy breathing started to even out. Blissful sleep, he actually was looking forward to that time of blacking out with out dreams that giggled and laughed. Just a little... rest...
"WAKE UP!" a hand slapped viciously next to his ear.
Orange hair puffed as he whipped his head up from the slumped position he had rested at with his forehead against his knee. He moved his good hand to his hear trying to block out the sound of a music box that was a constant along with that sent. The tinkling melody was soft and beautiful that set a part into him in a sort of peace. He didn't want to hear it though, it always brought the voices next. Telling him where he should be, asking him why he wasn't where he should have been.
"Kyo."
He moved shook his head ever so slowly, he didn't want to hear that voice again.
"Be a good boy and listen, you can't be in the outside world. They'd never understand you..."
"Shut up," his voice cracked out of his lips.
"...a precious..."
"Can't you just leave me alone?"
"...treasure..."
Something touched his hair. Jerking away he turned to look where the soft caress had come from. Purple eyes gazed back at him with wide shock. Yuki. Yuki was standing there, hand frozen out-stretched as if caught stealing. A small blush covered his cheeks before he suddenly straightened out. His mouth opened but closed as he quickly obverted his eyes. He couldn't just tell Kyo what he had really been up to, it would have been... un-scrupulous.
"You... look pale," he managed to cover up.
"Of course I look pale, I haven't slept in a fucking week!"
The rat shifted his weight from one foot to the other, he hadn't come by since Hatsuharu had been in trouble. To be honest he was hoping that Kyo would have been asleep once again so that he could have done his usual sit down and talk to the slumbering one, telling him things that he would have never admitted to. It was strange, after the cat had done something so... valiant, he had felt as if he had a limited time with him. His world had shook when he was called out of his school council meeting being told it was urgent. It had been Tohru over the phone.
-"Honda-san?" she had tried to stammer out words again only to fail, "Honda-san, take a breath and tell me where you are."-
Yuki rubbed his arm as a garnet orbs watched him.
-"K-Kyo...kun's been hurt..." her voice blew out into full blown sobs, "They don't know if he'll make it, Yuki-kun."
His reality seemed to split as she continued, "Hatsuharu-san... he got hit by a car because he saved Hatsuharu-san." So Hatsuharu almost got hit but Kyo... saved him? But Kyo was supposed to be an angry jerk that didn't care about anyone but himself and maybe show what little compaction he had to Tohru.
He had barely managed to get the hospital name from her. He had left with out gathering his coat or bag, the gray haired youth just left, not a word to anyone else. He felt numb. This had to be some deranged prank, there was no way that it could be true. That's what he thought, until he came across the small room, filled with chairs. The large doors held a light over them that was red, signaling a surgery was underway. Shigure was currently petting the back of Tohru, apologizing something about not being there sooner. Hatsuharu though, he was quietly sitting away from the others, his legs spread and arms resting on his thighs as if he was thinking. His boots were off and dried blood crackled between his toes the small digits moved. His white coat was discarded to the seat directly across from him as he stared at it. Dry red were on his hands and arms and Yuki could feel himself shake. This whole thing was wrong... all of it was. He reached out only to be cut short by the ox's voice.
"Don't..."-
"You bored or something?" the feline's voice cut into him like a knife, "No other reason for you to be here besides coming for a decent laugh."
"Thats-!" He stopped himself, he wanted to scream out that it wasn't true. That even if they fought so much he was still very important to him. That no matter what the cat thought he couldn't imagine a life with out obnoxious comments, gullible looks, flustered blushes of nativity, and stupid actions. He wanted...
"Whatever," those eyes were glistening. The beautiful color attracting Yuki's attention once more, "Just get out."
"No."
"WHY-" he stopped when a loud crack filled the room. He covered his ear tightly as if to deny what had happened.
"What was..." his cousin quickly rounded the bed and to the window Kyo's bed was situated next.
Pulling the curtain to the side, Yuki felt something dark lurch forward deep within himself. The silver webbing of the cracked window seemed to laugh as if it were happy to present itself to the one with orange hair. Long fingers gripped the linen, nails digging into the cloth, "How long?"
"What are you babbling about now?" Kyo sighed adjusting himself on his bed just enough to look at his cousin.
"I'm asking how long someone's been harassing you, you stupid cat!"
"What kind of question is that!"
"God you're dumb. Obviously someone's harassing you! People just don't throw rocks at random hospital windows! Now tell me!"
"Why the hell do you care!"
Yuki ripped down the curtain as if it were the thing at fault, his voice dipping down in a low dangerous tone, "Just. answer. me."
Kyo turned away from the rat, he didn't get it, but he'd answer anyway, "Since the accident."
"Has anyone approached you since then?" Yuki moved himself so he had eye contact, "Said anything strange to you?"
"No," he gave a sigh. "Why are you so interested anyway?"
The prince placed a finger to his temple and rubbed at it. He couldn't just come out and say that it was because he cared, hell he wasn't sure if he actually did or not.
"Hey, damn rat..."
He gave an exasperated sigh, he was used to the bizarre pet name by now, if you could call it that, "What?"
"This is the third floor..."
"Yeah, so?"
"Do YOU know of someone that can throw something high enough and hard enough to crack a window on the third floor?"
Yuki paused in willing his head ache away and stared at his cousin in astonishment. Kyo, for once in his life, had a point.
To Be Continued...