1Chapter 8
Momiji had run into his room, and came out with a camera. He waved it and grinned.
Yuki sighed. "Are you sure you're not Shigure's SON instead of just his cousin. I swear, Momiji, you act like you've been hanging around with him more than I have to."
Shigure smiled proudly.
"P-please?" Kisa asked as she tugged lightly on the hem of his shirt.
Hiro blushed to the roots of his hair. "Erm... um... I... erm... I guess... so..."
Momiji sat down. "I'll wait a minute for something to actually maybe happen."
Yuki stared in horror at Momiji, and then placed his head in his hands. "I think this FAMILY is more of a curse than the rat is..."
"Yay..." she muttered sleepily as she released his shirt and scooted over sleepily.
Great, Hiro thought softly. This means I have to lay next to her... in a bed... oh man... he slowly, stiffly sat down on the edge of the bed and took a deep breath, trying to slow down the heartbeat he heard pounding in his ears.
Kisa laid on top of the blankets on her back; remembering when Momiji, Hiro, and her slept together before.
Hiro took but an instant more before swinging his legs up onto the bed, and lying on his back next to her, still blushing hard.
"W-What's wrong Hiro-kun?" she asked in a soft voice. "Would you like it better if Momiji-kun slept with us?" she asked as she yawned softly.
Kisa smiled softly and grabbed his uninjured hand with hers lightly.
Hiro sighed, and tried not to let it get to him, instead closing his eyes and searching for the place that would let him sleep.
Kisa fell asleep soundlessly and her small grip on his hand weakened as she released it and turn on her side towards him, curling up slightly.
Hiro yawned silently and finally managed to find sleep.
Momiji, deciding that enough time had passed, walked over to the door quietly, and slid the door open. He found exactly what he had expected to, a cute, heartwarming scene. He shot a quick picture, the ambient light probably being enough for the camera to handle, then closed the door and walked back out to the man area.
Yuki still had his head in his hands. "I can't believe you..."
Kisa slept silently and rolled onto her stomach, closer to Hiro as she pulled her pillow to her, still in her sleep.
Shigure smiled... "I want to see that picture..." he muttered.
Yuki sob/sighed and shook his head. Momiji smiled, and whispered reassuringly to him. "It's nothing, they just looked really cute laying together..."
Shigure sighed. "Darn..." he muttered as he thought of the two
Yuki glared at Shigure. "I'm glad I have more self-control than that damn cat, or I'd have pounded you into next week by now, Shigure."
Momiji giggled.
Hiro moved about a bit as he was pulled into a random and very odd dream.
Kisa felt Hiro moving around and slowly opened her eyes, grabbing the hem of his shirt again and pulling on it softly.
Hiro moved about more, thrashing lightly. He was twisting the events of the last few days around in his dreams, and due to the lack of sleep, amplifying it until it became a very strange nightmare, more horrifying than the one he had lived through earlier.
Kisa became worried and wrapped her arms around him as tight as she could. "H-Hiro-kun..." she muttered as she clung onto him.
Hiro felt something hug him in the dream, and he wondered why it felt so warm and real... maybe it was warm and real... he forced his mind desperately to cling onto it until...
He awoke shivering, cold, covered in a fine layer of sweat, and trembling. He relaxed his entire body for somehow every muscle had managed to coil up, and let himself sag heavily into the bed. "Kisa?" he managed softly, looking down.
Kisa's hand was bleeding through the bandages as she looked up at Hiro with tears in her eyes. Her entire body trembled against his as she held onto him, no matter if there was pain.
He smiled. "You are alive... good... alive..." he muttered, putting a hand against his damp forehead. "Alive... not dead..." he let out a trembling sigh, and stared back up at the ceiling. "Alive..."
Kisa continued to tremble as she hung onto him. "H-Hiro..." she muttered in a shaky voice as she looked up at him, tears still filled in her eyes.
He sighed once more, and then looked down at her. "Yes, Kisa...?"
"Y-You scared me..." she muttered softly as tears flowed from her eyes and she continued to grip onto him, hand bleeding fully now.
Hiro felt something warm and wet from where one of her hands was, and his eyes widened in surprise. "I'm sorry, Kisa... but... I think your hand is bleeding again..." he gently wrapped his fingers around it, and lifted it up enough that he could see it. Sure enough, it was bleeding enough that the bandage had been completely soaked through.
Her hand trembled slightly and she winced in pain as she looked up at him, lip quivering.
Hiro smiled gently again, one of those very rare heart-melting smiles, and motioned to get up. "We should rebandage this..." he squeezed her hand lightly.
Kisa winced again and got up after him, standing on one leg again. He really did scare her just now.
Hiro shook his head. "You don't need to stand up, I'm just going to get another bandage, and I'll be back."
Kisa nodded and crawled back into the bed, still trembling slightly. Closing her eyes tightly, she fell into another sleep, her injured hand hanging off the side of the bed and dripping onto the floor.
Hiro walked out into the living room like someone who had just woken up from a really long sleep, slow and stiff.
Momiji giggled, and waved. "Guten aben, Hii-kun!"
Yuki looked at Momiji, then back at Hiro. "What was that all about...?"
Hiro tilted his head, stopping. "What?"
Yuki frowned. "That noise just now."
Hiro looked away, and sighed. "Nightmare..."
Yuki raised an eyebrow this time. "Who?"
Hiro squeezed his eyes shut. "Me." He walked into the bathroom, and pulled out the first aid kit. He fished around until he found another bandage, before walking back into the room.
His heart stopped for a moment as he saw Kisa lying on the bed like she was, and the blood pooling on the floor. His mind flashed back to his dream. "Kisa?" he asked, slightly panicked.
Kisa didn't answer as she laid there in utter silence, blood still dripping from her hand.
Hiro shook his head slightly, reality coming back into his mind. She was asleep again, and the blood was from her hand. He walked up to her, and shook her, a little harder than he had meant to.
Kisa slowly opened her eyes and looked up at Hiro, blood still dripping from her hand, therefore making her slightly weak. Sitting up slowly she yawned and watched him with barely opened eyes.
Hiro knelt next to the bed, careful not to end up in the small puddle of blood, and lightly began to pick at a corner of the bandage. When it finally came off, Hiro winced at the injury. It wasn't what he would call big, but it sure was bleeding a lot. He let go of her hand long enough to unpackage the new bandage. He took her hand again, and looked at the injury almost fascinatedly. He shook his head, and lightly pressed the new bandage on it. When it was done, he smiled. "Good as new, now just take good care of this hand, or you'll end up re-opening the wound again. Give it a minute and it should stop bleeding."
He moved like he was going to let her hand go, but at the last moment, he picked it back up again, and kissed the bandage lightly, letting his lips linger there for a moment before releasing his grip. "You have to stay well, anyway. I have something wonderful to show you tomorrow morning."
Kisa smiled softly and blushed at his kiss. Closing her eyes once again, she fell into a deep sleep.
Shigure sat there in a stunned fashion and stood up, longing to see what the two younglings were up to.
Momiji inquisitively followed after Shigure.
Hiro sat in place for a moment longer before standing up slowly, and leaning forward to plant a chaste kiss on Kisa's forehead. She was asleep anyway, so he was sure no one had saw...
Shigure had seen Hiro kiss Kisa on top of the forehead and nearly squealed like a rabid fan girl.
Kisa remained asleep and shivered slightly as she lay there.
Hiro heard a noise, it sounded oddly like a click, and stood up, looking towards the door. And surely enough, there was Shigure and Momiji, the latter with a camera and a stupid grin.
Hiro grated his teeth and glared at the two of them, clenching his fist and going after both of them with a low snarl.
Shigure grabbed Momiji and ran off with him quickly, dashing into the study and slamming the door shut abruptly, Kisa remained asleep, seemingly unaffected.
Hiro stalked up to the door to the study, and pounded on it angrily with his fist. "Give me that camera, Momiji!"
Momiji stuck his tongue out at the door and made a very pointed "NEH!" sound at it.
Hiro growled again and pounded on the door more.
Yuki sweat dropped, and went to check on Kisa.
Kisa's eyes opened slowly as she heard the pounding. Lifting her head slightly, she rubbed her hand and looked down at the small blood puddle with a sweat drop.
Yuki looked at the puddle as well, and sighed, leaning back and calling for Tohru. He didn't know where the supplies were to clean the thing up anyway...
Hiro pounded his head lightly on the door, his arm tired. "Give me the damn camera..."
Momiji walked up to the door, and laughed. "No."
Shigure was already engulfed in a fit of laughter.
Tohru wandered downstairs and yawned softly, looking at the puddle on the floor. "I-It's not blood.." she told herself continuously as she got the cleaning supplies and quickly cleaned up the mess.
Kisa looked down at Tohru and then up at Yuki in silence. Yawning softly, she rubbed her eyes and watched Yuki closely. "Where's Shigure-san and Momiji-kun? And Hiro-kun?" she asked, looking around.
Yuki sweat dropped. "Shigure and Momiji are in the study, and Hiro's trying to get in the study." He looked sympathetically at Tohru, and shook his head
Kisa smiled softly and tugged on Tohru's shirt as soon as she was done cleaning up the blood. "Sorry Tohru-nee..." she mumbled softly as she looked up at Tohru. Tohru gave Kisa a very large hug and smiled.
"No problem!" she said in a soft whisper.
Yuki walked back out into the main area, and sat down again, sighing softly. Such was life in the Sohma household.
There was another loud banging from Hiro as he had began using his feet to lightly kick the door. "Give me that damn camera, rabbit, or you'll regret it!"
Kisa wandered out into the hall, lightly grabbed Hiro's hand and tugged on it, pulling him back towards the room. "Stop going after Momiji-kun and Gure-san..." she mumbled as she held onto his hand with one hand and rubbed her eyes sleepily with the other.
From inside, Shigure laughed softly.
Hiro opened his mouth to protest, but then thought better of it, and instead let him be lead away by Kisa, throwing a warning glare at the bright blonde head that now peeked out of the door to the study. A pink tongue flashing in his direction soon answered Hiro. He turned back to Kisa and ignored it, focusing on her again.
Kisa dragged Hiro into the room sleepily while limping and yawned softly. "What did Gure-san and Momiji-kun do?" she asked slowly in a sleepy voice.
Hiro turned slightly pink with embarrassment, and looked away. "Took a picture..."
"Picture?" she asked in a small voice. "Of what...?"
Hiro turned a nice deep shade of red at this that he fought for a moment to control. "Well I..." he finally beat it down to a light rosy color before sighing. He placed his fingers lightly under her chin to hold her head in place as he leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the forehead again. He looked away. "That."
Kisa blushed deeply and closed her eyes. "W-Well.. t-that's n-not g-good.." she stuttered.
"Yeah..." Hiro said softly. "So I went after them... sorry I woke you up..."
"That's okay..." Kisa muttered as she smiled softly, still blushing over the kiss on the forehead.
Hiro laid back on the bed, and using his arms to lift his head, glared at the door. "Sneaking in like that..." he grumbled. "Have they no shame?"
Kisa smiled again. Laying next to Hiro, on her back, in silence, she shivered slightly for no particular reason.
Hiro plopped back down and stared up at the ceiling. It was getting awfully dark in the room. A quick glance to the window revealed it to be almost nighttime. "Well, at least the day is almost over..."
Kisa nodded and looked over at Hiro, scooting a little closer timidly. One thing she didn't like much anymore... the dark.
He stretched out on the bed, seemingly not noticing her movement. "We should sleep soon..." He muttered softly. "We have to get up before dawn..."
"We do?" Kisa asked in a small voice as she looked over at Hiro silently and placed her head against his arm.
"Yeah, I told you I had something to show you didn't I?" he pulled a cell phone out of his pocket and fumbled with the numbers, casting them both in a soft blue glow as he set the alarm on it. "So we have to get up early tomorrow..."
"Okay..." Kisa muttered as she yawned softly and wrapped her arms around one of Hiro's arms and used it as a pillow temporarily.
Hiro blushed lightly before putting the phone back in his pocket, and laying his head back, staring at the ceiling.
"I love you Hiro-kun..." Kisa muttered, timidly at first as if Akito were to be there.
Hiro's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a smile breaking out on his face, nearly splitting it in two. "I love you too..." he whispered back, not trusting his voice for anything more.
Kisa smiled softly and clung to Hiro again as if she was waiting for Akito to take her away, but Akito was not there.
Hiro looked down at her, raising an eyebrow as much as he could. He was getting tired, and the pre-dawn time for which he had set his watch was going to come very early.
"Something the matter?" He asked softly, yawning at the end of the sentence.
Kisa shook her head from side to side and continued to cling to him, not wanting to let go.
Hiro smiled softly and closed his eyes, yawning again. He moved his arm until he could idly play with a few stray strands of her hair, his tired mind not quite realizing what he was doing, and not even trying to. "Let's just... get some sleep..." he muttered quietly, his speech slightly slurred
Kisa nodded lightly and rested her forehead against his arm, which was a little warmer than usual, but not very hot in temperature. Quickly, she fell asleep.