Yeah, so I started to write a lot more often. If I keep up this pace, yay! If you're a fan of Death Note, you should check out my other stories, or perhaps kindly give your thoughts on this one? Suggestions or ideas you'd like to see in this story or as a different story would be much appreciated and at the very least considered!

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"Why are you so damn worried about a cat?" Kyo can't help but to ask, shocked at the easy defeat of his silver haired enemy. "You should just hand her over to someone who understands and will take better care of her. You'll probably end up killing this 'Lura' out of spite for what she is. You should take the easy way out. That is what you rats are known for, isn't it?" Kyo growled out.

Yuki immediately recognized the tone, but furrowed his eyebrows in a bout of confusion at hearing it directed at him. 'Doesn't he only use that tone when Tohru does something idiotically honorable?'

"Lura is my pet. No, she will not be so easily handed over. I'll take care of her, alright? Now what do you want from me?" he half snapped out uncharacteristically to hurry the conversation so as not to get any hopes up that the red head might feel something other contempt or hatred towards him.

Red eyes widened down at the boy, watching in half surprise as the usually cool prince growled and avoided eye contact as though facing an extremely touchy subject that he'd rather avoid.

"Nothing for now. Or actually, I want to see her. Make sure you haven't fucked up already. Then afterwards you will stay up here for the rest of the night. Do not come out for anything until morning. Understood?"

Yuki grudgingly nodded consent and walked over to the closet. Kyo eyed him as he opened it and gently opened called to the nervous kitten that had somehow found its way to the top shelf and was frightened to jump. With a sweet whisper of encouragement, Lura jumped down into Yuki's awaiting arms. Speechless with astonished eyes, Kyo couldn't help but to be a bit freaked out as the creature that should naturally fear and hate and want to kill the boy so trustingly went to him. 'Wh-why is this Lura so quick to go to him? That isn't right… isn't natural! She should be looking to me, but instead she harvests such complete trust for this… this Rat!' Stumbling back a step, he tried to hide his surprise before Yuki could turn, but failed miserably.

Yuki turned to show Kyo only to chuckle at the look he saw cross over the taller boy's face.

"Kitten got your tongue?" he teased lightly only to be responded to with a sharp glare and scowl.

"Of course not. Hand her here." The red head denied immediately but the lie was easily seen through.

"If you say so." Yuki smirked, but moved closer then he ever voluntarily has to hand Kyo the kitten nestled comfortably into the crook of his arm and quite content where she was. The second Lura sensed Kyo's proximity, she lifted her head and excited moved closer, looking every bit ready to leap at him, mewling for Yuki to hurry up and hand her over. From the moment that Kyo took her till she noticed the distance of whom she now considered her owner, she cuddled and rubbed to the Cat almost as if trying to grab every inch of his attention and bring it to herself. When the moment ended, however, she whimpered and pawed at the red head, wanting to return to Yuki now.

Smiling at the obvious love that had already formed, the silver haired one walked over to take the black furred kitten into his embrace.

"Now will you let me keep her without fight?" Yuki patronized, glancing at Kyo and pretending to be annoyed.

"Yeah, yeah, just do what I say, understand? Don't and your ass will be mine, got it?" He growled out in response and stomped out of the room.

A few hours later, Kyo found himself yelling at himself over his previous words, 'Why the hell would I say it like that? That sounds so wrong! "your ass will be mine"? How stupid can I get? Damn him! And if I go back, he'll know I thought of it like that. Why am I thinking it that way?! SHIT!' he unconsciously grumbled obscenities the entire way downstairs and to the kitchen for dinner.

"Kyo! Where's Yuki? Didn't he come down for dinner too?" Tohru mumbled partially at seeing the temperamental boy fusing over apparently nothing.

"He's not eating tonight. Some problem he wanted to fix or something. Don't bother him though, got it?" Kyo calmed down and tried to spot any disobedience in her eyes, not that she ever does anything she's specifically told not to do. Normally anyways.

"But… he's got to eat! Here, I'll bring him something." She nods to herself and then makes a move as though to do exactly that.

"Nono, don't. I'll bring something once we finish, alright? Just don't bother him till tomorrow at least. Not a word, you got that, dimwit?" he unintentionally insulted her, wishing she'd just stay compliant.

Confused and slightly upset at his words, she looked down and nodded, soon to be consoled by Shigure. The red head ignored them both and moved back to eating his meal, stretching out the amount of time it took to eat as a way of avoiding going back to see the rat that had recently started taking over his thoughts.

Eventually he did have to take that last bite and end the delay. Grumbling, Kyo picked himself up and quickly plated Yuki's favorites out of the choices to bring to the trapped silver-headed boy.

Looking down at the filled up plate, eyebrows coming together out of pure confusion he forced himself to think the question, 'How do I know his preferences by heart? Shouldn't it be, I don't know, difficult to choose what to bring him? I should have had to ask the little pest at the table and yet somehow my hands did this unthinkingly. Knew exactly what to do as though they could never make a mistake on something for Yuki. For that matter, when did I start thinking of him as "Yuki"? Unless…'

He slowly made his way to the Yuki's bedroom, holding the plate elevated in one hand so as to open the door without difficulty. Quick and silently, he rushed into the room, closing the door seconds after opening it in an almost nervous manner. Turning to look into the room, he found himself caught in the smaller boy's sharp, intense gaze. Barely containing a gasp, the red head broke eye contact much to Yuki's amusement and set the plate down on a blank desk.

"Tohru refused to let you go without dinner," he explained, glancing as the only response he received was the silent boy's stare.

Finally moving, the snow-skinned boy stood and nodded in thanks but pushed the plate away with a quite, "I'm not hungry."

Gripping a lip between teeth, he tilted his head, mind blanking the same way it always does before he does something brash. After a moment's hesitation, he pushes the porcelain-skinned boy against the wall, trapped yet held captive gently. Leaning inward, red eyes locked with glistening silver, Kyo stops when their bodies come a few inches short of pressing, tilting his head down so that their lips are lined up, a mere 3 inches apart but moves no closer.

Jolts of nerves and excitement bundling inside him, Yuki whispers out, concealing his hope with a soft, "Kyo, what are you doing?"

Eyes fluttering darker with a foreign want at the feel of the silver-haired beauty's breath fanning his face, Kyo can only respond honestly, "I don't know." After another moment of silence, he starts to subconsciously move forward once more.


YUP! I'm a bitch. Right as I'm dangling the moment in front of your face, I end the chapter. Want to complain? Tell me if I made a terrible turn to the story or if you hate me now? Write a review! Maybe I'll take mercy and be even faster to update than I was this time! Otherwise I may decide to take my own sweet time. XD