Chapter Two: I said no

I kneel down quickly, tipping up the face of the fallen boy. It had to be Yuki; there was no doubt in my mind.

"Shit…" I cursed quietly, and flip him over so I can find the cause of the problem. My mind is screaming at me for my caring, but I block it out. I gasp when I see a stain on his shirt, down by his stomach. I gulp down the bile that has risen in my throat as I lift up his shirt. To my horror, I see a deep and heavily;y bleeding wound, about two inches in length. I quickly grab his shirt and rip it to pieces, tying the longest around his middle in a half-ass attempt at stopping the bleeding.

"Yuki….dammit, wake up!" I scream at him, and I check his pulse. It's going very fast, and his breathing begins to shorten. Cursing the rain, I attempt to pick him up. Although I know he's very light. I can't seem to pick him up. Scowling, I shake him, trying to get him to open his eyes. In a few seconds, I'm rewarded as I see two violet orbs staring into mine.

"Yuki!"

His eyes widen, and he surprises me by pushing me away. In his state, it shouldn't have moved me, but I was so shocked that I fall back a couple of feet.

I don't know why he's here, or why he was holding onto me like that. I pushed him away, because I don't want his help.

"Damn rat!" he recovers "why did you do that: I was only trying to help you!"

"Don't…need help…" damn my voice for being so hoarse! He growls and tries to make a move to help me, but I shove him away again.

"I said no: I'll be fine, I don't need your help"

He stares at me in disbelief as I begin to move back towards the house. But, try as I may, I can't make it more than ten feet before my feet drop out from underneath me and I crash to the ground. Kyo spears at my side with a 'told you so' look on his face. I frown as he grabs my arm and pulls it over his shoulder, heaving me up onto my feet.

"Damn rat: what were you thinking, trying to walk like that? You could've hurt yourself more"

"Why do you care?" I ask, confused in my mind, but I keep my voice sounding as angry as I can make it. Why does he care, anyways? I've gotten back every other time fine…

"Who did this to you?"

His change of topic catches me off guard, and I stumble against him.

"I-I have no idea" I say, although that's not true, and he notices my lie right away.

"You're lying: you know who that man was!"

"I do not!" I reply quickly, perhaps a bit too quickly. He turns me to face him, his gaze not hurtful but…worried

"Dammit, Yuki, just tell me who did it!"

"No I…I can't." I reply finally, my voice soft, and he stares at me in confusion.

"Wh-why not?"

"Just shut up!" I say, much louder than I meant to. He stares at me in wide-eyed surprise, but his only response is to slam me against a tree. Pain shoots up my back, but I try to keep it from my ace. His eyes…they look at me in a way that's confusing but aso…it's too much like Akito's. I can't stop a whimper from escaping my lips.

He's pissing me off with his cool attitude! But…was that a whimper? What the hell…?

"Hey, Yuki, what's-" he's staring at me, and I can tell that something about my expression must have scared him. I stare at him as my grip slackens and he falls into a whimpering ball.

"N-no…please, A-Akito-sama….I 'm s-sorry…"

What's he talking about Akito for? I kneel back beside him and, against my nature; I put a hand across his thin shoulders. He looks up and, seeing me, gasps

"I-what happened?"

"Nothing: you just fell…" I mutter: obviously he was unaware of his little freak-out. He stares at me, his eye's hooded and dark, before his head fell onto my shoulder. I look down to see that his eyes have closed: he must've passed out. Sighing, I pick him up and head back towards the house, fully aware at the scene the sight of me carrying Yuki was going to create….