Writing this chapter nearly killed me. I knew where I wanted it to go, but it's very difficult writing a set of characters who are dreadfully underdeveloped in fanfiction. Then I just sat down and rewrote the whole thing from 1 - 3 in the morning. Hopefully I portrayed the girls to an accurate level of crazedness. So happy thanksgiving, and here's a new update! I'm spending the rest of my break writing the next chapters - and hopefully, within the month - finishing the rough draft for this whole story, as I had done with "Plants". That way I can finish the story by new years. I speculate that it will be at minimum as long as the prequel. We'll see what happens!

Thankyou for all the support. Honestly, it makes me coo. I'm so amazed that everyone found the idea of the fangirls amusing. They always call Tohru a witch and I just think it's high time they get called witches themselves. As for review responses, I've decided to take to the new fanfiction approved system of replying to reviewers individually on the review page. I think that doesn't want us authoresses to be writing these ridiculous author/ess notes all the time. To this I say, nanoo nanoo. I like to get personal with people and "I'll do whatever I feel like, gosh!"

But as a mandatory sidenote, I would like to point out that Kyou would be dreadfully upset with the title of this chapter. I can just imagine him shouting at me, "We're not of like minds at ALL!". Well, you can read the chapter and just decide that for yourself!

Ache
by Lanie Kay-Aleese

Chapter Five: Of Like Minds

Rating: Pg-13. Slash - sensuality - violence - light incest.
Category: Angst/Romance
Pairing: Kyou/Yuki
Length: 5 ?

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"What do you want?"

The lead girl turned to Kyou and placed her hands on her hips. Kyou recognized her as a student from his grade, from his class, but somehow she was a stranger. Maybe he'd talked to her once or twice. But knowing that he knew her made it somehow more creepy, though, that she had a fanclub pin on her blouse and a charm on her bracelet with the kanji of Yuki's name.

Kyou opened and closed his mouth as he changed thoughts midway.

"This club actually exists?" He exclaimed, and one of the witches had the indecency to look affronted.

The rest of them, however, finally chose to drop their rigid poses, and sigh in definite relief about their aching muscles.

It was with a grave sense of doom, however, that Kyou noticed the shared gaze between the president and some of the others; suddenly, the door was shut tightly behind him -

"What the hell?" Kyou turned around, only to find two sets of hands had grabbed hold of his arms. "Hey! Let GO of me-"

The darkly menacing face of a previously ambivalent blonde leader overwhelmed Kyou's vision. He could've sworn that lightning flashed behind her

"Shut... up ... if you want... to live," she said simply, and with his past experiences in mind, Kyou knew better than to disagree.

"Now," the girl continued, stepping back as Kyou was shoved into a chair and surrounded by a circle of girls with folded arms, "Who are you? What do you want with us? Why are you here?"

Kyou looked back and forth at the girls, thinking clearly to himself that they were absolutely crazy, and he was incredibly stupid to have come here.

Not that he would let them know it.

"My name's Kyou Sohma, and I already told you, I wanted to know if this club actually existed... Now let go of me!"

"Sohma? As in, Yuki Sohma?" A random witch gasped and clutched at her 'heart', "Does that mean... you're one of Yuki's cousins?

"Hey, I know you," a brunette with strangely blue eyes pointed her finger at Kyou in surprise, "Yeah, you are Yuki's cousin; you moved to Kawai high school in the middle of last year, right?"

"That's strange," murmured the blonde leader, as the girls crowded closer around them. "You.. you must know a lot about Yuki, don't you?"

"Yeah! President Minami's right! I bet you know a ton of stories!" the blue-eyed witch motioned to a girl beside her, "Hey! Hey, Number Three, get the video camera... we'll wanna record this!"

Kyou pulled his arms out of the girls' grips, completely exasperated. Were they gonna ever shut up? It was so damned annoying! "I don't know any stories, alright!"

One of the girls reached out to hold down his arm again. "Of course you do!"

He swatted her away and scowled.

"Yeah well maybe I do know some stories, but there aren't any I'm gonna tell you! Besides, Yuki is a vain-" rat, he muttered under his breath, " -idiot. I don't see what the big deal is about him."

The girls in the room gasped.

"Yuki-kun is a prince. He is beautiful, and noble-"

"Yeah, that's it!" Kyou insisted, "How the hell is he noble? He's a cold bastard who thinks he's too good for everyone! Are you people blind?"

The room went silent for a moment, again. The static disconnect trembled in the air between Kyou - the outsider - and the girls, who seemed to be troubled by something that Kyou couldn't pinpoint or try to explain.

The blonde leader, Minami, had a pouty bottom lip - and Kyou couldn't help noticing that as she stepped forward, looked down on him, and asked, "Who told you about us?"

He rolled his eyes sarcastically. "Geez, I don't know, maybe all the posters gave it away."

"Posters?" asked the blue eyed girl. She turned, slowly, and the rest of the room followed suit to stare at the girl with a frog on her head, who was laughing vapidly at Kyou's comment.

She shook her flipped hair and said airily, "Well, I thought to set up some official club posters across the entire school, so I could tell everyone about the next meeting and when to pay their dues. It's more convenient than email..."

"You pay dues?" asked Kyou. "For what?"

"To pay off the security guards," said Minami plainly.

Kyou felt distinctly concerned about this.

Hell, he'd had no idea that these girls were so crazy. If they'd just been sitting around, pining after Yuki, that would've been okay. But - he noticed the strange piles of boxes in the back of the room that were marked "CLUB ONLY" - these girls were so damned organized, and determined. They weren't just fans, they were fanatics. It was only vaguely disturbing to find out that half of his whole school was so insane. And about Yuki, no less. Why Yuki? What was the big deal? What made him so special-

"Sohma-kun," a voice interrupted, "Tell me. Why do you hate Yuki?"

Kyou turned around and found himself facing one of his classmates. He couldn't place her name. He just knew that the girls had suddenly become raptly attentive to his words. It was freakish, and he didn't know what to say. So he deflected.

"What the hell kind of question is that!" he shouted.

"You came here because you wanted to see if we existed. But you - you could have easily looked inside, and then left," said the girl. "Instead, you lingered. You waited. You wanted to know more, it seems."

"I-" Kyou fished for the right words, "...I'm not like you. I'm not obsessed with Yuki like that."

"Even so. You're obsessed with him all the same, aren't you?"

Kyou looked away, flushing.

"Whatever," he said, finally, and stood up from the desk, "I'm leaving."

He was across the room when Minami called out to him. "Hey, Kyou-kun?"

Kyou tightened his grip on the door handle, but didn't turn around.

"Yeah, what?"

"For Next time," she smirked, "The meeting starts at 4:30."

And even though they were clearly insane, Kyou couldn't help being utterly mortified as he ran out the door and let it slam on the laughing room behind him.

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