A/N: Alright, back again. This is where it'll start and continue. The prologue was just an idea I guess. Idk. Oh, well. Hope some of you like it. I just wanted to finally get this story out of my head and last night when I typed up the prologue I was inspired by Volume 11 of Fruits Basket. I love the manga! I swear to you that I cried from what Akito did to Momiji!!
Warnings: Look at the prologue.
Disclaimer: Nope. Don't own. Thank you.
Kyo's POV.
It was a rainy afternoon on a Friday. I had skipped school for that exact reason.
So hanging around in my room wasn't as boring as it sounds. Actually I found reading was fun. Heh, who knew. But I guess everything changed when Tohru and Yuki arrived home, and my curiousity had gotten the best of me. So I stood up and peeked out my door and listened carefully.
"O-oh, I'll go make some snacks! Kyo's probably hungry." Came Tohru's sweet voice, from the sound of it, I think she was already rustling herself into the Kitchen.
Then I heard another voice. It was calm, and hidden. I always wonder what that damn rat is hiding!
"I say, let that stupid cat starve to death. That way it'll be quiet more often." After those words. I never thought that it would actually get to me and for some strange reason, it hurt. Bad.
I shook my head and bit my bottom lip as I quickly shut the door as Yuki started up the stairs.
I looked around my room for the book I had earlier and positioned myself on my bed, looking as if I were reading it. Thats when I heard knocking and my door creaked open. I gulped. What the hell is going on with me today?
"What do ya want?" I sneered, putting on the best glare I could muster.
"Relax." He sighed distressfully, sitting across from me in the chair to the desk. I watched him look around my room with a raised eyebrow until his sight landed on me.
"What!?" I shrieked, narrowing my eyes darkly at him. Why am I getting all worked up over this. Well, duh! He's not supposed to be in my room. But I mean, why am I getting all sweaty. Agh.
I looked down at my palms, wiping them unoticably on my pants, I could tell he was watching me 'cause I could sense his eyebrow shooting higher in question.
"I came up here to tell you that, Miss Honda is making you a snack. I should tell you that you should be grateful. If it were either me or Shigure, we would just let you starve." He smirked his famous taunting smirks at me. What was he scheming?
I clenched my sweaty palms into fists, hissing in my throat. "Shut up! I know you didn't come into my room for no damn reason! Either get to the point or shut the hell up and leave!!" I stood up, already in a fighting position.
He just shook his head, still smirking. But this smirk was different. He only gave those to Tohru when he's teasing her. I just stood there, hands are down at my sides now.
"Of coarse I came in here for a reason." He stood up and looked upon my scattered items on my desk. I heard him laugh. "You still didn't do your homework? Is that why you didn't go to school today?" He cocked his head to look at me.
"N-no." I really think I'm sick or something. Was I blushing!?
He walked up to me, narrowing his eyes and before I knew it, I felt a pale finger trail down the side of my face, landing at the curve that led to my neck. I gulped.
"Whats wrong?" He asked in a whisper. Was he really teasing me? I couldn't tell. "Is something bothering you?" He asked, now in a calm voice that didn't sound hidden this time.
I blinked. H-he sounded serious. Was he actually being worried in a way, about me? "What the hell is your problem?" I growled, slapping his hand away. I glanced down with a sneer, seeing that he looked as if he was hurt. Was he really? "Don't ask me in that tone like your my friend!" I added, regretting that I did.
He looked away, silver hair falling into his eyes. W-was he crying? I blinked again, raising my hand up to meet the side of his face, but he copied my actions as before and slapped my hand away, pacing his way out the door.
I just stood there, feeling all these weird emotions. "What the hell?" I shrieked to myself as I slumped onto my bed with a deep sigh. "Maybe I just need a nap." I hissed at my now growing headache, rolling onto my side, and drifting off to sleep.
A/N: So yea... Review please. This and Forbidden Fruit are two stories I'm not going to give up on! I'm just about to update on FF as soon as I'm done with chapter 6.