Okay, so I had a really good idea for this story, so I'm continuing it. Unfortunately, that bit won't be until the next chapter, so you'll have to settle for this mediocrity until I finish chapter three. Shouldn't take long; am in the middle of a flashback.

Tohru, Kyo and Yuki were in their last class of the day, maths.

The girl was steadily working through the problems, with aid of Uo whenever necessary. Hana was no help, so whenever Uo wasn't helping Tohru, she was giving the answers to their other friend. Their idiot-proof system had stood the test of time (going on four years) and it wasn't about to let them down any time soon.

Yuki, of course, had already finished and had his head laid upon the desk, his 'something-bad-and-possibly-Aaya-related sense' tingling and draining him of his will to live. (Similarly, across the hall, Kakeru had the feeling that the Commander was doing something awesome and punched his hand in the air, crying, "YEAH!".) The silver haired boy didn't know this yet, but when he would lift his head, one side of his face would be covered in writing.

Kyo was just refusing to do the work - fractions and percentages are almost as bad as leeks. Like Yuki, he was inexplicably pissed at Shigure and Ayame. But that was normal. What wasn't normal was the fact that the cats had learned to scale walls and were yowling and scratching at the windows (which he just so happened to be sat next to) while the school caretaker tried to knock the cats off with a broom from his ladder, glaring at Kyo all the while. But unfortunately for the both of them, it was as if the cats were superglued to the windowsill.

Then, it happened.

BOOM.

The explosion from Shigures fireworks may have been impossibly over exaggerated, but it still managed to rattle the windows of Kaibara High. The caretaker fell from his ladder to the ground, students watching from their classrooms as he twitched his last.

From the teacher's desk, Mayuko-sensei sighed and snapped her book shut.

"Just go home, would you?"

-

Inside the house, the damage wasn't as bad as you'd have thought. Hatori and Ayame had merely been pushed into Yuki's room by the blast.

As Ayame continued to lie on the floor, lifting his legs up and down... up and down... up and... wait- What's that under the bed?, Hatori got up, brushed himself off and went to check on Shigure.

He noted that the wallpaper on the landing had been peeled off ('Good, it was horrible.')and in Kyo's doorway, everything was a bit singed.

On the floor lay Shigure, yukata on fire, a big hole over his crotch. Or at least where his crotch used to be. Hatori wasn't even going to think about it any more until they got back to the main house. And so he hauled him up over his shoulder and walked down the stairs with a grace ill-fitting the situation.

"Ayame." he called impassively from the bottom. "Little help?"

"CO~MING!" he trilled. He stuck his hand under his brothers bed, feeling around for a book.

Socks, magazine (this is where Ayame chuckled to himself, even though it was a gardening magazine), toothbrush (?), book!

He pulled the object out, only to find it was titled 'Dysfunctional Families and How to Deal With Them (Without Getting a Prison Sentence)'. Ayame frowned and tossed it aside. He reached under once more, locating another book shaped object. 'Yuki's Diary' read the title of this one. 'Bingo~'

He practically flew down the stairs, past Hatori and out of the front door, waving his quarry in the air. Satisfied, Hatori followed, pausing only when his friend's head hit the top of the doorframe.

"I CALL SHOTGUN!" Ayame called from outside the passenger door.

Hatori ignored him as he bundled Shigure into the back seat. He was this close to bunging him in the boot of the car, but wisely he decided against it.

Ayame would get jealous.

-

Walking home with Tohru, Yuki could have sworn he saw Hatori's car drive past, his brother leaning out the window, waving at him. But since he was in a fairly good mood, he chose to pretend it was a hallucination. The class had been let out early, There would be no School Council all week and the cat had ran ahead to escape the army of feline stalkers, leaving him and Tohru to walk in peace. What more could he want?

"Was that Ayame-san and Hatori-san in that car?" Tohru asked him, having seen the same not-sight as he.

"Nope."

"Ah, it must have been another silver haired man with your brother's haircut in the same make car as Hatori-san." she nodded, totally serious. Yuki said nothing and carried on walking, acting as though he wasn't bothered in the slightest.

-

"HAH! TAKE THAT, FURBALLS!" Kyo yelled at the woods, pointing into the undergrowth.

Turning around, towards the house, he noticed that the door was wide open. This ruined his happy time. Majorly. He stormed up to the house, taking his shoes off as he yelled,

"SHUT THE DAMN DOOR IDIOT."

No reply.

"Shigure?" He entered the house, sniffing the air. It wasn't a nice smell. He proceeded to coughhackwheeze. "What did you set on fire this time?" You could hear the glare in his voice.

Still no reply.

"Fine then bastard, ignore me."

He carried on storming up to his bedroom.

This is where he really got pissed.

"SHIGURE! GRAHH!"

Indeed, he was so angry, his schoolbag spontaneously combusted. Leaving the paper to fall to the floor in flames, he stood twitching, surrounded by a ring of fire.

He stayed like that for what could have been five minutes (the bed had not caught fire yet after all), until the accusatory accusation of "!!!?! !!! !!!! !?" was yelled at him from downstairs. As Yuki followed the previously unnoticed smeared blood and dents in the wall up the stairs, demanding an explanation, Kyo balled his fist and walked through the wall of fire and barged past Yuki, who had reached the scene of chaos.

It was his problem now.

"My... My room..." Yuki squinted at the pile of things that used to be under his bed.

"Diary-chan?!"

-

Outside, Tohru waited patiently, twiddling her thumbs and staring blankly at the still wide open door.

Yuki, who was infinitely more perceptive than Kyo and had noticed the subtle signs of danger (for example, a DOOM sign pitched in the middle of his carrots, a thin spire of smoke rising from the chimney and the fact that they had a chimney), had left her with the instructions Stay There, Stay Still and Don't Say Anything.

Just in case.

So Stay There, Stay Still and Don't Say Anything she did. When Kyo stepped into the doorway, she carried on staring.

When his expression changed from batshit angry to mildly pertubed, she still continued.

When he slowly took a few steps back, then ran into the kitchen like a real man, she was confused and followed him.

Through the kitchen window, she saw him eating a jam sandwich, still feeling rather violated. The phone began to ring. He ignored the phone. Tohru could hear it through the glass and tapped on the window. Kyo's face drooped even more, but made no move to answer.

Tohru held up a sign that read:

'Is anyone going

DOOM

to answer that?'.

Kyo's hand subconsciously twitched in the direction of the phone, before catching himself and angrily biting the sandwich.

'Pick up the

phone!'

She had written on the back of the sign and was 7.5/1000 away from losing her temper.

'Pick up the

phone! D:'

Kyo sighed and set his sandwich down, slamming the phone against his face.

Tohru winced for him.

-

When Yuki had given up saving the house and Tohru had drifted into the kitchen, Kyo pressed the end call button, tossed the phone onto the counter where his sandwich lay and sighed again. He looked up.

"Shigure's dead." he announced. They froze, silence blowing the fire out upstairs.

Tohru paled and began to cry while Yuki's eyes widened.

"What happened?"

"He... He blew his cock off."

"..."

"..."

"..." Kyo agreed.

"Eh?"

Tohru paused her sniffling. "Poor Shigure... Why did his rooster have to die as well?" She burst into tears once more.

Yuki shared a grimace with Kyo.

Heh, it's been so long since I wrote this that I completely forget what happened in this chap. Not my best, but still good. Well, in my opinion but that's a little biased -.-"

Reviews won't get me to update quickly, but it won't hurt either.

Later.