EXTREME A/N: Hello dedicated fans! (cricket noises) I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while, if a while is eleven months, but I have been extremely busy. HAHA what a lie. I actually have been pursuing other endeavors, such as school and cake baking. If anyone would like a cake to compensate for the wait, then please request one. It might arrive in about eight years, if you're lucky. Speaking of the number eight, welcome to chapter eight of Be My Valentine. I don't know if you've noticed, but I decided to name all the old chapters. They're very witty names, so you should probably check them out and have a chuckle, because that'll be your last laugh for a while. HAHA no seriously. This story is about to take a dramatic turn. I plan to include parodies on the chapters, because I have trouble sticking to pure teen angst, so please keep reading! Also, if you requested one of the extra-special lemon things and haven't received it, it's not because I hate you, but because my computer died and I haven't been able to retrieve the files. So, I don't have the lemons, either. Boo. Anyway, as usual, I don't own Fruits Basket. Does anybody read this part, anyway? Jesus. Oh, by the way, I have recently suffered the loss of a beta (sob). She was good. So please take pity on me and read my story with a less judgmental eye. 0o (the small one is the lesser judgmental one).

CHAPTER 8 – Last Love

Kyo's heart raced through him. Today was the day for drastic decisions. It was also the day of a family trip to the onsen. Kyo hated to be cliché, but could find no better time to approach the situation. He found himself staring off into space, trying his best to plan the day and maintain control on the life that was slipping through his hands like water.

"Kyo, if you're planning on doing anything dirty with Haru-kun, could you please let me know so I can find myself in another room?" Shigure simpered, shuffling behind Kyo towards the doors to the inn.

"Hey!" Kyo hissed angrily, snapped out of his trance.

"He's just saying that because he wants to watch," a cool voice whispered behind Kyo. The cat glanced over his shoulder and caught a glimpse of a black and white mop of hair. His back stiffened.

"Hey, Har," Kyo said unevenly. He knew his smile was obviously forced, but he was no actor. Who was he kidding?

"Uwah… this place is beautiful!" Tohru gasped in admiration.

"Haven't you been here before, Miss Honda?" Yuki asked, knowing full well what the answer would be.

"Well, of course, but it's just… amazing! Thank you so much for this, I really don't deserve this!" Tohru sang.

"I'm going to put my stuff away…" Kyo said distractedly, wandering off towards the inn.

"And people think I'm absentminded," Haru commented, staring after his beloved.

Kyo paced the smooth tatami mats of the room. He couldn't think in the stifling atmosphere. Everything reminded Kyo so much of him. It hurt everywhere. He began to appreciate the expression 'heartache'.

"Damn it!" Kyo cursed out loud. He opened the window and ran into the garden, losing himself further and further into the seemingly endless expanse of trees, flowers, and grass.

Kyo threw himself under the largest cherry blossom tree in the garden. The Sohma garden was beautiful, but fragile; the tree was a metaphor for Kyo and Haru's love – unreliable and subject to hardship, but beautiful and pure.

It was April. Two months since the Sohma family discovered that Kyo and Haru were an item. As Kyo sat under the tree, lazily staring at the sun as it tore through the petals, he mentally calculated how long he had been with Haru. Tomorrow would make it five months.

'If only Haru was as unbreakable as he seems,' Kyo thought sullenly to himself. He closed his eyes, allowing the warmth of the sun to blanket him. Springtime comforted Kyo, like a mother's familiar embrace, and he quickly drifted off to sleep, purring in the flimsy shade of the garden.

It seemed as if Kyo had only been asleep for seconds when he heard the familiar cooing of "Kyo… Kyo…"

"I'm sleeping, Har," Kyo mumbled.

"But I'm bored…" Haru grumbled.

"Go to bed," Kyo said, turning away from Haru. Kyo was surprised to hear no retort, and relaxed into the soft grass again, ready to fall asleep again, when he felt the presence of someone sitting down next to him. His shoulders tingled as he felt Haru fold his arms on top of them, resting his soft face in Kyo's neck.

"'Night," Haru mumbled against the knots in Kyo's spine. Kyo couldn't breathe. His heart literally stopped. If his body was aching before, he was now in anguish. His heart wasn't breaking; it was broken. Kyo wished he could spend eternity with Haru, sleeping in the warm sun underneath the gentle cherry blossoms.

However, cherry blossoms did not have forever, and neither did Kyo.

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Kyo had successfully managed to avoid Haru after they fell asleep outside. Even when Haru suggested that they go to the onsen together, Kyo explained that he had an obligation with Yuki, and quickly ran to play no less than ten matches of Ping-Pong with the rat before dinner. However, Kyo was running out of excuses, and as night drew closer, he knew that Haru would want to spend time with Kyo.

Kyo walked down the hall, each step he took reverberating in the old halls. He reached his room, feeling as if his heart would burst from his chest.

"Haru?" Kyo whispered tentatively. When there was no response, he quickly dove into his bed, not bothering to change.

Just then, Kyo heard the door slide open again. Kyo pretended to be asleep, when he heard Momiji squeal, "KYOOOOO! Let's go to the onsennnnn!"

When Kyo didn't respond, Momiji pressed himself close to Kyo's face and asked, "Why are you sleeping, Kyoooo?"

"Momiji, stop bothering Kyo," Haru instructed.

Momiji pouted, but quickly retired. "Okay…"

"Are you okay, Kyo?" Haru asked, obviously concerned.

"Um… no…" Kyo lied, taking this as an opportunity to avoid Haru.

"Oh, well, do you need anything?" Haru asked, his voice betraying his worry even more.

Kyo took a deep breath, then said, "No… just some sleep and I'll… I'll be fine."

The minutes passed by in silence as Kyo waited in the dark room to fall asleep. He was so stressed over Haru that even sleeping was too difficult a task.

"Have you done it yet?" an eerie voice called from the doorway.

"Go away," Kyo hissed.

"If you don't, then I will," the voice warned.

"I will! Just go away," Kyo moaned. When he heard the door shut, a new power filled through his veins. He would do this.

Kyo stood up, determined, and walked out of the room and down the hall. He tried listing the things he hated about Haru, but found the difficulty in the task to only hinder his confidence. He could hear Tohru's bubbly voice emanating from the garden and Kagura's laugh bouncing off the walls.

"Kagura…" Kyo called. "I need to talk to you."

"Oh… okay, Kyo-kun," Kagura said, startled.

"Um… I'll be in the room," Tohru said nervously, ducking away.

"Er… what is it Kyo? You're so serious," Kagura said, trying to smile.

Kyo contemplated the best way to approach this. "Would you like to take a walk with me?" he asked.

"Okay," she smiled, taking his hand. They strolled in silence for a while. Kyo didn't want to look at Kagura, and he could feel her eyes burning into his back.

"Kagura, I have something to tell you," he confessed. They were stopped outside the onsens.

"What is it, Kyo?" she asked.

"You have always been there for me," Kyo smiled. His words came out bitter on his mouth, like salt. "You care about me so much, and I see that now. I see that you're the only one who can make me happy. I…"

"Kyo?" Kagura said, urging him to continue. She had a strange expression on her face, as if she didn't know what to make of Kyo's speech.

"I love you," Kyo said. He tried to smile, but it was more of a smirk. He then leaned in and kissed Kagura. His mouth tasted like venom, and he hated exposing his cousin to it.

"Kyo, I don't know…" Kagura sighed, looking at the grass.

"If you feel the same, then please let me know tomorrow," Kyo said, and walked away. He felt the harsh grass underneath his feet that had felt like clouds only hours ago.

He reached the garden and was about to open the door when he saw Haru on the other side. Kyo had known this would happen.

"Hello, Haru," he said through the door.

"Good evening, Kyo," Haru replied stonily.

"So I guess you heard? Well, you always knew we wouldn't be around forever," Kyo said.

"Fuck you," Haru spat. "What's happened to you? You've been acting weird all day."

"You happened to me, Haru," Kyo replied. "It's a good thing I woke up and realized the mistake that I was making."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't love you," Kyo said angrily. "And I never could. I can't lie to myself anymore. We're through."

Haru gave Kyo a cold look, and then stormed away. Kyo slid open the door and walked inside, his heart burning.

'What have I done?' Kyo thought to himself.

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A/N: Okay. Angsty Kyo is never good. Bah. If you were confused by this then just read on – I swear it makes sense… in my head. Anyway, please leave a comment! I've noticed my drama fics aren't usually as good as my comedies, so maybe if you have any tips? Or words of encouragement? Whatever. May your love lives be unlike cherry blossoms! XP