Disclaimer: I do not own fruits basket or stardust and this is getting really old.

For anyone whose getting frustrated, in this chapter a few things are pieced together and I hope that you understand where I went with the end of this chapter.

He proceeded to walk out of the room and I sat at the table, after quickly making some onigiri for myself and ate wondering. What the hell were they upset about? Tohru is never upset, let alone she would show it in front of anyone, unless it was accidental of course. I sat in a kind of silence for a little while as I let the curiosity get the better of me and finally I realised how long I'd been sitting there for and I made my way back up the stairs to go sit on the roof for the remainder of the day and I casually passed Shigure's room, but I soon stopped as I heard the words being said by a soft female voice.

"Love can also be unbearable, uncontrollable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing." (A/N: Btw those aren't the right words but I'll change them soon.) I stood transfixed by the voice as she told a man called Tristan that she loved him. That can't possibly be true about love right? It's not unbearable or uncontrollable, everything I've ever heard about love is that it's nice and fun and comfortable. Love can't be this amazing thing and yet be such a down side, otherwise why would anyone write about it? Why would people bother to consume their entire lives by trying to find 'the one' if it's such a hard thing?

I continued to walk along the passageway to the stairs for the roof and climbed them, releasing a sigh of relief as I felt the cool wind wash over me and I clambered onto the tiles, my feet scraping against the hard edges just like I was used to from the million times I'd climbed onto a roof in my entire life. I stared down at the sight of the Sohma back garden and all the fields that surrounded it and in the distance a bright, multi-coloured square that I saw to be the little field of flowers that I had passed this very morning. Could it have only been this morning? So much had happened. It felt like a lifetime ago. I glanced quickly past the back garden to look out towards the west, when I saw a glimpse of silver and my attention automatically changed to the sight.

It was moving from side to side and as my eyes focused I could see that it was a person, Yuki to be precise, and he wasn't moving from side to side, he was shaking. Is that where he'd gone after our little meeting in the kitchen? To go and weep in his little patch of vegetables? He's pathetic; did he honestly think I'd believe he and Tohru were together anyway? The thought was laughable, I mean they didn't even talk on the way to school and Tohru was so ashamed of herself this morning!

I choked back a laugh at the lonesome creature as I leant my head back on my hands and closed my eyes hoping to drift off to sleep, when I ears suddenly perked up at a sound and I couldn't tell what it was, but it disturbed me. So much for sleep, I thought and sat up again in the warming summer sun and glanced back at the garden and for some reason I really can't help, but look at Yuki. It's not the fact that he's crying, I don't care much, but I just couldn't help, but look, my curiosity again, one of the downsides of being a cat. I couldn't see him anymore, at least I couldn't see his hair, but if I focused my eyes just right I could see he was lying on the floor, face down.

That can't be right, rats hate the sun, and he'd only come out for the amount of time necessary to check his precious vegetables (gag). I immediately jumped down from my post and landed tidily on the patio and made my way energetically to the place where Yuki was lying and when I found him I knelt down beside him, turning him over into my arms.

"Yuki are you okay?" I asked as I stared at his pale face and dark purple eyelids. I pressed my fingers to his neck and felt a very distant beat, slow, but still steady. Yuki didn't have very good health, maybe he was ill again. Heat stroke or something from the sun, but it didn't look very harmful let alone fatal. I pulled his head up to my chest and rose slowly, so as not to disturb him too much and worsen the condition, then began to make my way to the little tree which provided a long line of shade considering the lateness of the day and dropped him down to rest, propped up against it.

I stared at his unconscious face for a little while as my thoughts stirred in my brain about the day and I began putting together pieces of the puzzle in my mind. Yuki's victory smile, the way he'd backed down in the kitchen earlier, why he was out hear crying and suddenly the words from the film came into my mind.

'Strangely easy to mistake for loathing…'

I couldn't believe it. I wouldn't. He never ever showed one sign that he cared about me in my entire life and I refused to believe he ever would. If he did… Love me, then why was he always pretended he hated me? I mean, we always fight and he wins… But well, when he's sleep walking he's even harsher to me so maybe when he's awake he's holding back… Love? Had anyone really ever loved me in my entire life, so did I really know what that meant? Having someone to care for me was a bit like having Kazuma again, but I had no idea how to return this… Family love was the best thing in the world wasn't it? When you have your whole family to back you up it's great right? I've never had that, but one lone solitary person does care for me. I do have a family. All I had to do was find how to return that love.

Aww! Poor Kyo! I love Kazuma loads... But what kind of love will Kyo return? And whats going on with Shigure still? What was Tohru upset about that night? Find out in the next installment of Field of Flowers!! Dun dun dun.

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