"Holding Onto Nothing" chapter four:
"Goodbye, Honda-san. Make sure to tell Kyo I won't be coming home until late," Yuki said to Tohru as she closed her locker.She smiled. "Don't worry, Yuki-kun! I'll make sure to inform him!" Tohru said cheerfully. She held her bag firmly in her hands and gave Yuki a short wave as she started for the exit. "See you later, Yuki-kun!" she called over her shoulder.
Yuki smiled at her and swung his own bookbag over his shoulders. He turned around to step toward the opposite exit, but was stopped short by a certain orange-haired boy.
"Hmm... and where could my fragile Yuki-kun be staying out at all hours of the night?" Kyo asked, voice playful, but eyes demanding of the answer.
Yuki closed his eyes in a dismissive manner. "Nothing to get excited about. I'm just meeting some people," he answered curtly, trying to step around his human barrier.
Kyo grabbed Yuki's wrist. "Who?" he asked, trying not to sound demanding.
Yuki frowned, surprised. "Don't grab me," he said in a dangerous voice. "Who do you think I'd be meeting?"
"I don't know!" Kyo exclaimed. "Just tell me."
"You don't have to know," Yuki said, obviously toying with Kyo's patience.
"Yes I do! I'm your... boyfriend..." Kyo said, voice faltering on the last few words. It still felt strange and even a little embarrassing, calling Yuki his 'boyfriend'.
There was a silence.
"Yun-yun! There you are!" said a high-pitched voice from down the hall. Kyo turned his head abruptly to see a cute brunette girl running toward the two.
"Hello, Kimi," Yuki said, smiling politely. He glanced sharply at Kyo before stepping toward the rest of the approaching group.
Kyo stared. Now excitedly greeting Yuki was a dark-haired boy with a loud, annoying voice. Shortly behind him were two slightly younger students: A small girl who kept her face shielded by brown hair, and a haughty-looking boy who, frankly, looked like he'd rather be somewhere else.
"Let's go, Yun-yun, let's go! It's bad luck to stay after school on a Friday," the dark-haired boy said, tugging on Yuki's arm.
Kyo snorted. 'Yun-yun'?
"Oh, is he coming, too?" Kimi asked, eyeing Kyo with interest.
"Yes, yes I am," Kyo said, avoiding Yuki's eyes. Now he could see for himself these 'people' that Yuki planned to meet.
"Kimi wants to see a movie!" the brunette girl, apparently named Kimi, announced.
"Yes! Let's see that new horror one..." The older boy started, with almost too much enthusiasm.
"No! Kimi will be scared! Let's see something nice!" Kimi interrupted.
"Why don't we get there first...?" Yuki suggested, sighing. Kimi ears perked and she immediately ran to his side, the boy following. Everyone started down the hall, Kyo following with slight bemusement.
Kyo soon learned that these were the members of the student council. Their names were Kimi, Kakeru, Machi, and Naohito. Kyo lagged behind, watching everyone else. Kimi and Kakeru were cheerily talking to Yuki in loud voices. Kyo thought it was strange that Yuki would choose to hang out with people so different from him.
"So, are you Yun-yun's friend?" Kimi asked Kyo suddenly, turning her head around.
Kyo glanced at Yuki. "Um... yeah, something like that," he answered.
"Eh, really? Don't you guys hate each other?" Kakeru said rather loudly.
There was a moment when Kyo just grimaced, not saying anything.
In reaction to the silence, the two other members looked at Kyo curiously. He frowned, and wasn't sure what to say for a moment.
"...No. I don't hate Yuki."
Kakeru stared at him, surprised that his question would make Kyo Sohma grimace like that. He looked like he was about to say something, but Kimi interrupted him.
"Well, duh! Why else would you come with him here?" she said matter-of-factly.
Kyo sighed. "Right."
The conversation returned to normal soon after, Kimi and Kakeru arguing over which movie they were going to see. Naohito had, at one point, broken in, suggesting an 'interesting' movie on politics. Yuki, annoyed at the petty fight, flipped a coin (Naohito's choice being left out). Kimi won and chose a romantic comedy.
Kyo cringed as Kimi and Kakeru started arguing over whether to get popcorn or nachos. He leaned against a wall and closed his eyes.
Kimi... Kakeru... Naohito... he thought to himself. Such different people, yet all in one big group... this must be what Haru was talking about when he said that the Student Council was a good thing for Yuki.
"Kyo-kun, Kyo-kun!" Kimi called, running over to Kyo and grabbing his arm. He immediately stiffened. "Which do you prefer. Kyo-kun? Popcorn or nachos?" she asked, leaning closer.
Kyo grimaced. "Uh... I don't know..."
"You have to know, silly! It's your head!" she said, reaching up to knock annoyingly on Kyo's orange head. Kyo couldn't help but notice the way she stood on her tip-toes, as though she might fall over at any moment and crash into Kyo.
I am not transforming in the middle of a movie theater! He thought angrily, ready to do something drastic to get Kimi off of him.
"Kimi, Kyo doesn't like junk food. Why don't you ask Sakuragi-san what he thinks?" Yuki suggested politely, pointing to the annoyed-looking Naohito. Kimi smiled, cheerfully let out an "Okay, Yun-yun!", and skipped away.
When Kimi was gone, Yuki's fake smile vanished and he looked up at Kyo, somewhat shyly. Kyo felt like grabbing Yuki and begging his forgiveness for being so controlling, but he instead let out a "Hmph," and said, "Where did you suddenly appear from?"
Yuki sighed and averted his eyes. "Kakeru sent me to save us seats. Why don't you come with me?" he asked quietly.
If it were anyone else, Kyo would have asked "Why the hell should I do that?", but he chose to follow Yuki into the dim theater.
"So... should we sit together?" Yuki asked, squeezing into a spot with spare seats. Kyo felt like he should have been giving some nasty retort back, but he couldn't think of anything to say and plopped down next to Yuki at the end of the row near the wall.
Kyo was oddly aware of Yuki staring at him through the corner of his eye. Several times he looked like he wanted to say something, but closed his mouth and looked straight ahead. Kyo bit his tongue to keep from sighing deeply. If you want to say something, please just say it...
"We're back with popcorn!" Kimi announced. To avoid fighting over the seats, Naohito pushed Machi into the seat beside Yuki and Kyo, with Kakeru and Kimi following her, and himself at the end of the row.
"So what is this movie about again?" a tired sounding Kakeru asked.
Kimi answered brightly, "It's about a cute girl who is dating a poor boy, and they run away and overcome all obstacles with their love! Isn't that great?"
Everyone groaned.
A few minutes later, the room was dark and the movie was starting. Ten minutes later, Kyo felt his eyelids become heavy.
Fuck, this movie is boring.
He suddenly felt a slight brushing at his fingers. He looked down to see Yuki's thin hand pausing at Kyo's, then retreating. Kyo found this amusing. Yuki soon again tried to take Kyo's hand, but gave up and returned to it's own armrest.
Kyo couldn't help but smile. Yuki may act like a jackass sometimes, but he's awfully cute. Kyo's hand crawled to where Yuki's was resting.
For a moment, he, too, was nervous. Touching Yuki, in any way, was still something amazing and exhilarating.
Yuki jumped slightly when Kyo's hand met his. He felt himself grow warmer as Kyo made a show out of intricately weaving his hand through Yuki's: First, he gently lay his hand on top of Yuki's. Then he held Yuki's entire hand in his own, slipping his fingers through one by one as he caressed Yuki's knuckle with his thumb. He conclusively squeezed it, and leaned forward to brush his lips against Yuki's ear.
Yuki felt like he should do something, and tried raising his head. He was stopped, however, by Kyo's words.
"I'm sorry..." was the whisper that left his mouth.
Yuki's eyes widened slowly, suddenly aware of Kyo all around him: The warmth from his body, leaning into Yuki's side. His soft hand gently holding his. His breath and hair tickling his skin.
Yuki closed his eyes and inhaled his scent, closing the few inches of space between them and burying his face in Kyo's jacket.
God, I feel so pathetic... he thought sadly to himself. I'm such a coward, I couldn't even properly apologize to him when it was my fault...
"It's okay..." Yuki whispered, most of his voice muffled by the jacket. He grimaced at his own words. He so desperetly wanted to repeat those words, "I'm sorry..."
The movie was forgotten. Yuki, still guilty about the stupid 'almost-fight' that they had, took every opportunity to brush playfully against Kyo's skin, or nuzzle into his shoulder.
Kyo smiled to himself as he felt Yuki's hand brush against his again. He knew Yuki was watching him expectantly, but he kept his eyes straight ahead, pretending to watch the movie. Yuki, growing impatient, moved to hold Kyo's hand again.
However, he found his own hand suddenly in Kyo's clutches.
Yuki let out a tiny giggle, and covered his mouth with his remaining hand. He glanced over Kyo's shoulder to see if the others had seen anything, but they appeared to be engaged (or not so engaged) in the movie. Yuki took his hand away and grinned to Kyo. Kyo used his hold on Yuki's wrist to pull him closer, so that they're noses were touching.
Yuki felt his breath catch in his throat as his eyes met Kyo's in an intense stare. Kyo let his warm breath linger on Yuki's lips. Yuki, cheeks suddenly very hot, fluttered his eyes closed. Kyo felt Yuki's eyelashes on his skin and felt strangely excited. He wanted to... experiment with Yuki.
Yuki's eyes blinked open, surprised, as he felt a hand on his thigh. He shuddered and closed his eyes again, wanting nothing more than to kiss Kyo, and have him continue to touch him, knowing that all was forgiven.
"Yu..." was the noise that left Kyo's mouth before he engaged his lips with Yuki's in an open-mouthed kiss.
Yuki was surprised. The force of the mouth contact was rougher than usual, and the kiss already seemed more intense then their past kisses. Kyo strained himself not to moan as he worked his tongue over Yuki's entire mouth and his own tongue. He was feeling himself becoming intoxicated with the wet hotness that was Yuki's mouth, until...
"Um...!"
Yuki yanked his mouth away from Kyo's, immediately turning to make sure the others hadn't seen anything. The last thing he wanted was for them to find out about them that way.
Kyo understood Yuki's reaction and, sighing, took his hands away from the other boy's body. They behaved themselves for the rest of the movie, occasionally glancing at one another.
"Ah, that was such a great movie!" Kimi exclaimed, stretching her arms and walking into the light outside of the theater.
"Yeah... sure..." Naohito grumbled behind her. Following him was Kakeru and Machi, Kakeru babbling on about the movie and whatever random topics developed from it. Machi sighed, not even pretending to listen. Yuki and Kyo came last, both of their minds still on the kiss they had shared. They had never felt that before... such a desire; a want.
"Okay, I told my parents I wouldn't be back too late..." Naohito mumbled, stepping toward the nearest exit, but was held by Kakeru's hand.
"It's only five-forty, squirt. There's still plenty we can do!" he announced, raising his index finger matter-of-factly. "Like eating! We need to do some of that!" he said suddenly, as if inspired by the smell of food from the café across the street.
"Kimi is on a diet!" Kimi protested.
"You can have water... so let's go!" Kakeru said, grabbing Yuki's hand and running out of the theater.
"That fool...!" Naohito mumbled as everyone started running after them. He tried tip-toeing away, but was dragged along by Kimi.
They entered the café and, although briefly arguing over where to sit, chose a large table by the window.
"Hmm... what should I eat?" Kakeru wondered aloud. "Yuki, what should I eat?"
Yuki sighed. "I don't know!"
Kakeru stared thoughtfully at the menu for a while, then snapped his fingers. "I'll have a cheeseburger! That's perfect!" he announced, looking quite pleased with himself. "Yuki and Kyo, you should have one, too!"
Yuki and Kyo sighed. "Whatever."
"Kimi will be having a salad!" she said cheerfully.
"I thought you were having a glass of water!"
"You said that!"
Yuki silently wished that the waiter would hurry up.
As if to answer his prayers, a masculine voice suddenly asked, "What can I get you guys?".
Kimi's head shot up. "Hmm... what would you recommend?" she asked, a hint of flirtation in her high-pitched voice.
"Weren't you having a salad?" Kakeru mumbled.
Kimi kicked him under the table. "Yes! Kimi will have a salad, please," she said to the waiter.
He looked at her with amusement and turned to the others. "Alright. Anyone else?"
The others placed their orders politely (and, in Kakeru's case, loudly). However, when the waiter came to him, Naohito glared and quickly mumbled his order. The waiter left, eyebrows raised, with their orders written down.
"How rude, Nao-chan!" Kimi said, turning to face the younger boy. "Why were you so mean?"
"That guy..." Naohito muttered, staring out the window.
"He had cool shoes, right? Were you jealous, Chibi?" Kakeru said bluntly.
Naohito blushed angrily at the nickname and turned his head sharply to the group. "No! Of course not! That guy, he was..."
The others waited in mock-anticipation. "Eh? Eh?!"
"He was gay! Obviously!" he exclaimed, crossing his arms.
Yuki felt a cold wave pass over him. "Th... that's all?" he said weakly. "That's why you wouldn't look at him?"
"Of course! I hate people like that!" he said angrily.
"I didn't think he was gay..." Kimi said thoughtfully.
"Duh! I saw you flirting with him over there! Well, he's gay. That's all there is to it," Naohito answered.
"Why you...!" Kyo muttered, standing up angrily.
"Whoa! What's your problem?" Naohito asked, intimidated.
"Don't say you hate someone you don't even know! Especially for a dumb reason like that!" he yelled.
"Kyo...!" Yuki gasped, trying to grab his arm.
"Calm down, won't you! What's it to you?" Naohito asked.
"It's... nothing..." he mumbled, allowing himself to be pulled down by Yuki.
"Kyo is scary when he's mad!" Kimi exclaimed, clutching Machi's arm for dear life. Machi gazed thoughtfully at Kyo.
There was a silence at the table as Kyo calmed himself down, Yuki wishing he could say something to make him feel better.
"Here is your food," the waiter said, coming back with arms full of plates. Everyone muttered a "thanks" as he placed their plate in front of them, except Naohito, who had retreated to glaring angrily out the window.
Yuki, feeling shaken, looked from the angry boy to the, apparently, gay waiter. Would Naohito honestly hate someone without even speaking to them, when that person had done nothing wrong? Would he really hate every single gay person to approach him?
Yuki glanced at Kyo, who also looked troubled, and clenched his fists.
I'm such a coward... he thought sadly.
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A/N: Ugh... frankly, I hate this chapter. I don't like the way I introduced the Student Council. But, hopefully it isn't too bad.
Also, I sorta wanted to show that Kyo and Yuki's relationship isn't perfect, they're still naive about it, having only been together for a short time. And I remember reading somewhere that someone didn't like it when Yuki/Kyo fanfics made Kyo all 'perfect' and without a temper, which he always has otherwise. So I made him sort of control-y and such... Heh.