Chapter Two

"Love him love him not, love him loved him not."

Note: Yay I'm back again. thank you for all the positive reviews and I'm so happy with the amount of hits I'm getting :) anyways here is the next part of the story hope you enjoy this one.

Disclaimer: No i still don't own anything.

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"Love him love him not, love him loved him not." Early hours of the morning had brought a rain of uncertainty and red petals down in Kyo's room. Kyo couldn't fall asleep thinking about what had happened a few hours earlier. Had he really kissed Yuki? "Love him love him not, love him loved him not." A few lonely petals floated down from Kyo's lap as he stood up and began pacing his room. He knew for a while that he felt something for Yuki. He felt it when ever he was close to him a strong feeling that he always passed of as hate for the rat. Yet now after kissing Yuki he was filled with something else, something he wasn't sure how to handle. Since he was very young Kyo always liked having full control of things and found him self desperately helpless when that control was taken from him. "Love him love him not, love him loved him not." The lack of sleep was driving him crazy and he was beginning to feel slightly giddy. He took a look at the reminder of the flowers in the vase with an uncomfortable feeling somewhere down in the pit of his stomach. "Love him love him not, love him loved him not." As a single petal floated down from his had he knew there was only one thing for it. He would have to talk to Yuki.

Yuki woke up in a particularly good mood that morning. He didn't know whether it was the fact the Shigure was out at Aya's for the weekend. Or the fact that Toruh had left him a breakfast tray in front of his door saying that she's gone to visit her grandfather for the weekend. He was sure how ever that it had something to do with the fact that he would have the whole house and Kyo to him self for the weekend, something he had been looking forward to in a very long time. As he made his way to the bathroom to take his usual morning shower he noticed that Kyo's bedroom door was still locked. "That's weird he's normally awake by now." Yuki thought to him self deciding that he would let his kitten sleep just a little while longer.

While still in his room Kyo could hear the unmistakable sound of the prince getting up. He groaned as he looked at the clock beside his bed. It was already past ten o'clock. Much later the Kyo preferred to get up. He sighted feeling the restlessness of the previous night wash over every bone in his body. Getting out of bed he gave him self one last kitty stretch before leaving his room. Opening his door he almost fell over the breakfast tray Toruh left for him. He frowned at the note. He had hoped to talk to Yuki later that night when if the conversation went wrong he retreat back to his bedroom and avoid awkward situation. He picked up the tray and shut the door to his room. He stared at the pile of petals on the floor knowing Yuki wouldn't be happy if he knew what had become of his precious gifts. He looked up to the vase and his eyes lingered for a moment of the single flower that remained. The rose Yuki had given him last night.

"Kyo…? Is everything alright?" Yuki asked entering the room with his breakfast tray. "Um yeah I'm… fine." Kyo replied startled at Yuki's sudden appearance. "OK well I thought since you know, no one else is here it would be nice for us to have breakfast together." Yuki smiled up at Kyo pointing to his breakfast tray. "Um Yuki?" "Yes Kyo." Yuki's face showed so much concern for the cat that Kyo almost chocked on his last words. "Never mind lets eat." "Love him love him not, love him loved him not." It was then Kyo realised that he was unable to hurt Yuki, yet could he really pretend to love him.

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I felt so sad writing that last part. poor Yuki :( anyway hope you enjoyed and hope to hear from you in your reviews soon :).