A/N: Ok, I'm back. Again, sorry for the slow updates! (hands out cookies as compensation) Let's get on with it, shall we?

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Kyo looked admiringly at the variety of cat toys and such. "Hmmm." Reaching out, he plucked a feathery looking toy from the rack. "Mmmm, yess, my preccciousss." He purred, cradling the toy like it was the greatest thing in the world.

A voice suddenly interrupted his little moment. "Kyo Sohma, please come to register 3, your friend.."

Yuki cut the lady off by grabbing the mike. "Kyo, if you don't get your lazy ass up here, so help me, I'll…"

"Sir, you can't…please give me the…" a loud screeching sound was heard as the mike broke.

"Ahhh!" Kyo dropped the toy and clutched at his ears.

Yuki threw the mike down and stormed out of the store. "Stupid Kyo…" the prince mumbled as he made his way down the streets.

"You asshole!" Kyo yelled as he ran out of the store and caught up with Yuki. "I oughta'…" those few words earned the cat a roundhouse kick to his temple. The force of the blow sent the poor boy into the side of a building.

"Next time, I suggest you listen." Yuki stated calmly, not bothering to give so much as a glance to the stubborn cat.

Kyo groaned, but recovered quickly and got up, wiping the blood off his face. "Why don't you shut up!" he hissed.

It took all of Yuki's remaining patience to ignore the boy and not throw him into the traffic. He kept walking, but paused when a certain announcement was played on a giant tv screen on the side on a building. Yuki's head turned to look at the image, not noticing when Kyo bumped into the back of him.

"Hey!" the angered Sohma growled, glaring daggers at Yuki, who has stopped for no apparent reason. "Warn me before you stop like that, damn you!" he fussed.

"Quiet." Yuki muttered softly, focusing on the screen.

"And in other news, renowned pianist, Eyes Rutherford will be here to hold a live concert. There he is Eyes Rutherford making his way through the hordes of paparazzi." The reporter spoke.

"Eyes…" Yuki gasped in awe, admiring the silver-haired teenager.

Kyo glanced up at the screen. "Tch, So what?"

The reporter continued, "The young piano phenomenon is receiving quite a bit of attention here on his first voyage to Tokyo.(I'm not sure what city they're in) Eyes debuted at the age of fourteen. One year and two albums later, his fame spread across his native England and the Americas. Just last year he gained notoriety in Japan when he starred in an exotic car commercial. He released a solo album a few months ago and it has already gone platinum here in Japan, which is quite a feat for a classical artist…The seventeen year old pianist's live concert is tomorrow night at the Center Recital Hall. Show starts at seven-thirty, but unfortunately, tickets were sold out a mere thirty minutes after being released to the public."

Yuki fought the urge to mutter a curse upon hearing those devastating words. He enjoyed the musician's music very much, and now that he would be visiting Tokyo, he didn't even have a ticket to go and see his concert!

"Don't tell me you like that guy?" Kyo interrupted the dazed Yuki. "He looks like a chic, anyway!"

Yuki once again fought the urge to throw Kyo into traffic. "Shut up. I won't have you talking bad about Mr. Rutherford like that."

"You sound like those damn girls at your fanclub." Kyo smirked. "Are you a girl, Yu-ki?" he teased, earning a nasty glare from the reserved boy.

The prince sighed. "Why waste energy on a nuisance?" he asked, continuing to walk home.

Kyo muttered a few cuss words and followed the other Sohma.

Yuki turned the corned and stumbled back when he hit someone. "Ah! I'm so sorry!" he apologized quickly, looking to see who he accidentally ran into.

"It's quite alright." Came the soft British reply.

A/N: Whoo! Cliffie! Hm, if you all were reading this thoroughly, you should know who Yuki ran into! If not, then, well…I'll reveal him in the next chapter! Review, please!