kyu: YAY! I hate my life!
Kyo: . . . and yet you scream yay and have a huge smile on your face . . .
kyu: Yup. I have come to the conclusion that my life sucks ass. My friend is trying to pressure me into trying out for solos in choir; I hate current events, so my grade in Zoology is dropping; Spanish is tedious and I have an oral exam where I have to stand in front of everyone and recite some gay story. Then there's all the papers for my English class, and the problems with my Trig class are too numerous to explain.
Kyo: Wow you complain a lot.
kyu: -big smile- Yes. Yes I do.
DISCLAIMER:
-I do not own Furuba or the kawaii chibi animals of the zodiac. If I did, I would start a petting zoo.
-Any songs I or poems I put in here are probably not mine. I'll tell you who they're by when it comes to that though.
WARNINGS:
-This story is yaoi (yow-ee). This means there WILL be guy-on-guy action. No like, no read.
-This story does have swear words in it, because I have the mouth of a sailor and a mind worse than Shigure's.
-I may be moving this to M, but it all depends on where I go from here. If you have any story ideas, let me know. But please send it in an email. Otherwise it confuses the people who read the reviews.
NOTES/ ME BABBLING:
-I still love all the reviewers. You guys keep me going. If I die, you'll know that it's because no one is reviewing. . . or I've been murdered.
-People's thoughts will be in italics and '. . .' and the voices in their head (aka me) will just be in italics.
kyu: Yuki does not in way shape or form even resemble a morning person. He tossed and turned and ended up on the floor. Kyo came to wake him up the next morning, and they were found out by Shigure, who lightly teased them. When Yuki went off to shower, we found Ayame downstairs, waiting for his prey.
Normal PoV
Kyo walked back downstairs, trying to ignore the idiots in the dining room. He walked right past them and into the kitchen, pretending not to notice the perverted looks and not-so-hidden smirks. He stepped past Tohru, who was opening the fridge. Before he could say anything, she had poured him a glass of milk, a new preventative way of keeping him out of the carton. (Yuki had complained one too many times and ruined one too many shirts by tipping the carton in Kyo's face.)
He mumbled a thanks and downed the glass, Tohru stepping up to refill it. He set the glass on one of the many food-filled trays and took it into the dining room, setting it on the table and taking his seat. He took the plate he knew was meant for hi- it was the only one that didn't reek of leeks- and began to eat quietly.
Aaya and 'Gure are staring at you. . .
'. . . –munchmunch- . . .'
They're staring. . .
'. . . I'm ignoring you. . .'
STILL STARING!!!
'Still ignoring.'
. . . Though they are being quiet. . . I don't rust it. They're never quiet.
'Now you're making me nervous. Shut up.'
Hey! I-
"Yuki, my brother! Glorious morn!" Kyo was jarred from the argument by Ayame jumping and spreading his arms wide. Yuki paused on the last step, blinked slowly. . . and turned to head back upstairs. Ayame was quick to step up though and grabbed his shoulders.
"Now, now, dear brother. You can't run from your problems."
'I can damn well try.'
He then noticed himself falling forward as his brother spun him around and pulled him off the last step, making him stumble. Of course, the 'subtle' push Ayame gave him didn't help much either.
Ayame watched his little brother crash headfirst into his fiery cousin and nearly squealed with delight. He glanced at Shigure and noticed that he too hadn't missed the way Kyo instinctively- gently- caught Yuki. Or the way that they both seemed to relax into one another. He watched as Kyo's eyelids dropped slightly, along with his guard. Then, sadly, Kyo fixed his face into a scowl and pushed the Rat into a sitting position.
"You're STILL not awake?" he mumbled as he pulled his hands away. Ayame rushed forward to catch his tilting brother only to be stopped by Shigure. He looked back at the boys and noticed that Kyo didn't stop Yuki from leaning back against him- though he did turn a shade of red that almost put his eyes to shame. Almost. After one more failed attempt at getting Yuki to sit up, Kyo sighed and simply let the other have his way.
"Here," Kyo said, shoving an apple into Yuki's hands and wrapping the other's pale fingers around it so he didn't drop it. "I don't think you should try the soup."
Yuki blinked. Ayame blinked. Shigure gasped dramatically. "How dare he?! He's insulted Tohru-kun's wondrous delicious meal! I-"
"Shut up! I didn't mean it that way!" he growled, "The damn Rat'd probly drown himself!"
"Nngh." Yuki pushed Kyo's side slightly and tilted his head up a bit. "Stop yelling. –yawn- You make it. . . hard to sleep."
Tohru, who had just walked in with the other tray, and Ayame both awed while Shigure smiled at his cousins. Kyo just tried to ignore everything and just focus on his breakfast. It was gonna be a looong day.
Kyo-kun's PoV
We got to school- Yuki only got there thanks to our pushing and prodding- and were sitting in our group when that weird kid from the student council came up. He was all happy and smiley, and it just made me feel more tired.
"YUN-YUN! GOOD MORNING!" he shouted, his smile nearly blinding me.
Yuki- uncharacteristically- looked up at him, blinked, then let his head slump forward to land on his desk with a weird whump noise. I nearly burst out laughing, but then I realized that Yuki should be awake by now and that even in his semi-conscious state, he never let himself do things like that. I leaned forward to watch as Manabe- I'm pretty sure that's his name- tried to get Yuki to sit up.
He propped Yuki up and noticed that Yuki's face was all red. He was nearly knocked over as Tohru flew over and put her hand to his forehead.
"OH NO! HE HAS A FEVER! WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?! HE COULD HAVE AN ATTACK AT ANY MOMENT AND WE DON'T KNOW WHERE HIS INHALER IS AND HE COULD-" her rant came to an end as I laid my hand on her shoulder. "K-Kyo-kun?"
"Give him here. I'm taking him home." Manabe blinked at me before quietly handing his beloved president over. "Tohru, go to the office and call Hatori for me. Tell him to meet me at the house. . . And warn him not to tell anyone and that the stupid snake is probably still there."
"R-Right. I'll go right now!" she ran off to the office, her friends darting after her, obviously confused.
"Are you sure he'll be okay?" I looked back to see Manabe staring not at me but at Yuki.
'He must really like Yuki.' A wave of jealousy ran through me at that thought, but I pushed it down, reasoning with myself that it was probably just friendship. 'Besides, even if he did like Yuki like that, he's already taken.'
The thought was out before I'd realized it. I blushed slightly and turned away from the guy to hide it. "He will be once I get him home. Don't worry though. We have a great doctor for a cousin, so he'll be back in no time."
You're being awfully nice. What's up?
'The last thing Yuki and I need is people worrying over him and trying to come over and see if he's okay. Do you know how easy it would be for one of his fangirls to randomly hug him while he can't deflect them? Plus there's the strain of being sick adding to the transformation-risk factor.'
Read between the lines: I want Yuki all to myself right now, 'cuz I'm jealous of his friend and don't want anyone else to be there to comfort him in his time of need.
'See, that's why I was ignoring you earlier. Let's go back to that, shall we?'
Try your hardest. It's not exactly been easy for anyone in the past.
kyu: Wow. I can't believe I've had this typed and forgot all about it. I was working on my other Furuba fic, Demon of Heaven, Angel of Hell. I thought I had stopped at chapter six, but . . . guess not.
Kyo: You like to hear yourself talk, don't you?
kyu: Yes. Yes, I do.
