Syaoran always knew he was more curious that the average person

Syaoran always knew he was more curious that the average person.

He loved to study, after all—books, maps, artifacts, places: basically anything.

So it was only fitting that he was curious about everything. His father had once told him curiosity was an honorable and wonderful quality, but had also warned him with a saying that curiosity killed the cat.

Syaoran understood the saying straight from the bat. One shouldn't be too curious, else he or she might be burdened with too much information or find information that endangered their life.

He got that.

But he had never yet come across anything that he'd regretted being curious about, so perhaps the saying was only for especially reckless people—which he, of course, wasn't.

His most recent main attraction for curiosity was Fai and Kurogane. What did those two do every night? And to think all this pondering started with a simple overhearing.

Syaoran had been staying up late tending to the princess—she was the reason they were lingering in this safe, but no feathered world—who was sick with relatively normal case of the flu. But when he'd passed Fai's room, there were a number of…violent noises coming from within.

His first thought was that someone was coming to attack them, and was about to open the door to help Fai-san. That was, until he heard Kurogane's voice from inside, and knew that if the ninja were in on it, Fai would be safe. Besides, it had been a long night and Syaoran really wanted some sleep.

The next day however, Fai slept in until nearly noon, even though Kurogane seemed perfectly fine. And when Fai finally did come down, he was as merry as usual, but he didn't float like he usually did. He moved…slower, heavier.

The same thing happened the next night and the next.

Syaoran would hear violent sounds coming from Fai's room, and Kurogane's room would always be empty, and the next day Fai would wake up a bit later than usual and come down…limping.

And when the two men were out and Syaoran went to investigate, he actually found dried blood on the sheets, and cracks on the headboard and the wall around it.

There was only one possible conclusion: Kurogane was hurting Fai—beating him up, probably getting out the pent-up frustration that Syaoran thought was just harmless between the two men.

Syaoran knew that Kurogane would ignore him and Fai would pretend nothing was happening, so the only way to get them to stop was to catch Kurogane in the act and come to terms with it.

All the rooms in the house, save for the bathrooms, didn't have a lock on the door, which made it easier for Syaoran's plan. He waited up until Kurogane had gone inside Fai's room, and the violent sounds began.

"Kurogane-san, you have to stop—oh." Syaoran blinked, his hand still on the doorknob from when he walked in.

Both men were completely naked and Kurogane wasn't hurting Fai—well, no more than the mage wanted the ninja to, anyway—Kurogane was…inside of Fai, and from the two men's position, Syaoran could see all too clearly exactly where they connected. Too, too clearly.

Well. That explained the blood. And the headboard and wall. And the limping.

As Syaoran closed the door in a zombie-like state, he realized that he should have listened to his father.

Curiosity killed the cat indeed.