Disclaimer: As I've said before, I do not own Fruits Basket and it hurts me deep inside so please don't rub it in :(

A/N: Sorry about this being a bit late. Regardless I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 5: Deliciously Awesome Cappuccino Muffins

Kyo and I walked in companionable silence for 10 minutes. I didn't know what to say to him at all. I was almost nervous but for the life of me I couldn't understand why.

"So... how did you find the party?"

I blinked in surprise, not having expected Kyo to speak. "What?"

"The party... were you having fun?"

I blushed, I wasn't sure if Kyo was referring to the dancing or not, he may not even have known it was me. "Er.. ya, sort of."

"Sort of?"

"Well... it started off good and then sort of spiralled down from there." I said with nervous laughter.

"Why? What happened?" Kyo asked with a genuinely concerned expression on his face.

I shook my head, not willing to allow those feelings of hurt resurface again, especially in Kyo's presence. "It was nothing, nothing at all."

Kyo seemed to want to inquire further but after a few minutes he huffed in surrender.

We were silent again and Kyo was once again the one to break the silence seconds later.

"So who's that Haru guy?"

I was caught back by his question and my heart fluttered at the question, "Just a friend..."

"A ... a boyfriend?" Kyo asked. I looked at him just in time to see him glancing at his shoes.

I sputtered, "B-boyfriend?"

Kyo's eyes lifted immediately to mine, his eyes widening with embarrassment. "I'm sorry! I just thoug- I assumed that you were... you know? ... Like that."

I suddenly got offended, "'Like that'? What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing! I didn't mean it like that, you idiot!"

"Idiot? Is it in your nature to continuously berate me or is this fun to you?" I asked and before I knew it my mind went blank and I just started saying everything on my mind. "So what? I disgust you now? Fine! I'm gay! Is that what you wanted to hear? Fucking sue me!" I yelled and hurriedly walked away from Kyo, trying to escape from his very presence.

Kyo was practically hogging to catch up to me, after he stood in shock for so long. I was halted when a warm, big hand grabbed my elbow. "Yuki! I said it's not like that!"

Kyo was looming over me, his red blazing eyes staring a hole into my softer lilac ones.

"I don't care if you're straight, gay, bi or whatever. It doesn't matter." Kyo continued.

I immediately averted my gaze from Kyo's and I felt him let go of my elbow. Kyo's hand went to his face and he groaned.

I hugged my arms to myself and looked in Kyo's direction. "You're... you're not disgusted?"

Kyo hurriedly removed his hand and shook his head, "No! Why would I be?"

"Well... cause, you know, I like guys and stuff.."

Kyo snorted, "Are you disgusted by it?"

"How could I be? I've accepted it a long time ago."

Kyo smiled softly, "Well... if you're not disgusted by it then there's no reason for me to be, now is there?"

I let out a breath I didn't realise I was holding and a weight seemed to be lifted from my shoulders.

"So... are we just gonna stand here or do you not wanna go home anymore?"

I shook my head in amusement, a small smile making its way onto my face before I started walking in the direction of my house again.

Suddenly remembering where our conversation left off before it got so horribly weird, I decided to clear up any misunderstandings.

"Haru, he's... he's not my boyfriend." I couldn't discern the look that appeared on Kyo's face at the news but I decided to carry on. "He's sort of like my mentor. I've known Sou since I was 8 years old and although I had known Haru, we only became close during the time when he was the Student Council President at Kaibara High and he sort of 'groomed' me into becoming the next President."

I watched as Kyo's face morphed into one of confusion. "Why did you mention Sou though?"

This time it was my turn to look confused, "Why wouldn't I? The only reason why I know Haru in the first place is because of Sou."

"Is Sou gay too? I could've sworn he was straight.. wow, that's unexpected."

"Sou's as straight as they get. What are you on about anyway?"

"But I thought you said Sou introduced you to that guy Haru."

"Well ya in a way, I mean I spend a lot of time over at Sou's house so obviously we met."

There was silence and I could practically see Kyo's brain work over-time.

"What are you not getting?" I said, amused.

"So what's the relationship between Sou and that guy?"

It finally dawned on me, Haru hadn't been properly introduced.

I snorted and then smirked at Kyo, "Well, if you actually bothered to shake Haru's hand when you met him, you'd know."

I watched as Kyo's body tensed and he stayed speechless.

"Sano Hatsuharu."

"Who's that?"

"I'll repeat slower this time, Sa-no Ha-tsu-HA-RU ."

It finally dawned on Kyo, "... he's one of Sou's brothers..."

"Ding-a-ling-a-ling. We have a winner!"

Kyo mock glared at me. "And you couldn't tell me straight out because?"

I linked my hands behind my back, practically singing my reply, "Punishment~" I looked back at Kyo and stuck out my tongue.

Yuki stuck his tongue out at me. "Serves you right for not shaking his hand."

Sou's fucking brother... and he's not Yuki's boyfriend. My mind seemed to purr in contentment at the new-found knowledge.

"The Sano brothers helped me through some tough times so.. I'm kind of indebt to them." Yuki added, and I noticed that his laugh seemed a bit sad.

"What sort of 'tough times'?"

Yuki's body tensed and I saw him take a deep breath as he forced his body to relax. "It's over now... so I guess I can tell you."

He became silent for a minute and I instinctively knew that he'd need the time to calm himself before he spoke.

"When I started out at Kaibara High I wasn't really popular."

Before I could help it I snorted. "Are you serious? I've been at that school for a week and I've been asked one question more than any other: 'Are you related to Sohma Yuki?' You're famous at that school. Everyone adores you."

Yuki promptly blushed in response, "It wasn't always like that." I remained silent, willing him to continue. "Close to the end of first year I was hit on by a girl in my class. I knew I was gay by the time I was 13 already so I politely declined her offer. Her boyfriend, in another class, heard about it from who knows where and came to the conclusion that it happened the other way around."

Yuki started walking again and I followed him, instead this time, next to him.

"Rumours started circulating around the school that I was a womanizer." He let out a sigh and continued, "All the guys started avoiding me and if I never had Sou, Seiji and Aki I think I may have gone crazy." He said with a sad yet fond smile and in that moment I could understand why they seemed like a close knit group. They protected each other, through thick and thin. "I became a person who wasn't approached by many of my peers and since I'm not very sociable from the start I never made any other friends..."

I didn't know what to say in response. I had thought that he'd always had it easy, that he'd always been the centre of everyone's attention.

"...You said earlier that it was all over now and that meant you could tell me about it. What did you mean by that?"

A smile broke out across Yuki's face, almost child-like. "He apologized!"

I laughed a little in response, "Who did?"

"Minagawa of course!"

I looked at him in confusion and amusement, "Yuki... I think you forget that I'm new at the school."

His smile faded but his eyes never dimmed, "Oh ya... Minagawa's the guy who started the rumours and who tried to hit me in 1st year."

"He tried to hit you?"

Yuki looked shocked at my outburst but answered anyway, "Er... ya, he did but that was long ago." He said, almost as if trying to reassure me, and for some reason it worked... a bit. "Haru stopped him before he could... and then punched him. Minagawa had a black eye for about a week." He said, amused. "Haru would've been taken off the Council if he hadn't threatened Minagawa not to tell anyone for fear of more bruising."

I smiled at Haru's tactics and was almost impressed. Almost.

"Okay, so I might not like the guy much but... well played."

Yuki laughed good-naturedly. "Is that respect I hear in your tone, Sohma-san." He said, mockingly with a fake shocked expression.

I fought to keep the grin off my face, "Shove off."

We laughed in unison. I don't think I've laughed this much in a long time. Okay, so he's actually kind of cool but I'm definitely not telling him that anytime soon.

"My house is the first house around the corner so it's okay if you turn back now." Yuki said, and I hoped I wasn't imaging the hesitance in his voice.

I don't wanna leave just yet.

"And leave the Prince to fend for himself, oh the horror. What will the people say?" I said dramatically and in mock seriousness.

Yuki chuckled and played along, "Well your duties will soon be completed and your chivalry well-rewarded, oh loyal sir."

We turned the corner, chuckling slightly and, hearing muffled voices, stopped, bringing our eyes up to see a couple outside Yuki's house. A beautiful woman with long silver locks was pressing a man with dark hair up against the side wall next to Yuki's front gate, much to the man's protests.

Yuki seemed as shocked as me but soon he made his way up to the unsuspecting couple who were now kissing passionately, the man's hands having found the silver-haired beauty's ass and seemed to be pulling her closer even though he had been previously protesting.

Yuki grabbed the lady's arm and pulled her away, whispering harshly, "What the hell have I told you two about indecent behaviour in front of the house? If you want to fuck, go upstairs to your own fucking room!"

To say I was pissed would be an understatement. Out of all the times to find Aya-nii and Hatori making-out in front of the house, why did it have to be today? What a great fucking first impression of my dysfunctional family.

Ayame grinned unashamedly, "Yuki! Welcome home!"

I glared at Ayame, "Don't 'Welcome Home' me! What the hell are you doing?"

"Making-out, of course!" He said, with so much enthusiasm that I felt like hitting him with something.

I turned my eyes to Hatori. He was always the level-headed one, yet somehow whenever Ayame would seduce him in public he'd always have trouble rejecting him. "Don't you have anything to say for yourself!"

"Sorry, but you know how your brother gets when he wants something, I couldn't help myself."

Our argument was broken by a sudden outburst, "BROTHER?"

I looked back, remembering Kyo was still here.

I groaned as Ayame perked up at the newly discovered presence. "Oh! And who might you be?"

"Aya-nii meet Sohma Kyo. Kyo, this is my older, terribly annoying, brother, Sohma Ayame."

Ayame smiled sweetly and extended his hand, "How do you do? Same surname, that's interesting. Not related by any chance, are we?"

Kyo shook his head, shaking Ayame's hand, still a little shocked. "I... I could've sworn you were a chick."

"Thank you!" Ayame said and he wasn't even joking, he actually took the statement as a compliment.

Hatori held out his hand next, "Sorry about that being our first meeting and all, I'm Yuki's guardian, Minami Hatori." Kyo shook his hand next and by the questioning gaze on Kyo's face I knew Hatori was applying more pressure into the handshake than necessary.

I put my hand on Hatori's chest, pushing him away from Kyo and forcing their hands apart. "Okay, enough. You still haven't answered my question Aya-nii, why are you guys even outside? You do know that you're right outside the house, right?"

Ayame pouted slightly. "But Ha'ri looks so hot in a suit." He replied as if it were enough of an explanation but I didn't buy it.

"And you couldn't wait till you were inside the damn house?"

Ayame shook his head, defiantly. I growled, "I'm gonna kil-"

Hatori stepped in before I could say anymore, always the peace-maker, just like Seiji. "Enough Yuki, don't threaten your brother." He said sternly and I glared at him half-heartedly. "Ayame and I were just leaving, a few of our friends invited us out for a drink and thinking that you and Mimi were out we decided to take them up on their offer, Ayame just got a little... side-tracked."

"Fine, whatever. Enjoy yourselves." I said, giving up some of my anger and waving them off in a shoo-ing manner.

They were just about to walk away before I was glomped by Ayame.

"Be careful, Yun-Yun! I love you!"

Seeing that I was about to explode, Hatori grabbed Ayame's arm and pulled him away, making their way down the side-walk. "If you're gonna do it, just remember to be safe!" Ayame shouted over his shoulder.

I blushed in response. "We're not going to do anything, you idiot!" I shouted back at him.

Huffing in defeat and exhaustion, I turned to Kyo. "Sorry."

He laughed, "Why are you sorry?"

I looked at him as if he were missing a screw. "Did you not just witness that? My brother's just way too much. Having you see them like that from the get-go, it's so embarrassing."

Kyo's next words caught me off guard, "From the get-go? Am I going to be seeing more of them?"

"That's not what I meant." I hissed, and turned to the gate, my cheeks flushed.

I opened the gate and turned to Kyo about to thank him for walking me.

Upon making eye-contact, we stood there in an awkward silence, neither one of us moving.

"So, I guess this is when I invite you up or something?" Yuki finally said, swallowing nervously.

"I guess it is..." I replied, but never made any indication of moving. I was too busy thinking about various scenarios over in my head, wondering what the hell we would do if I decided to go up with him. If Yuki were a girl it would've been much different but instead of this being a visit to just another guy friend's house, it seemed more personal, more intimate.

I looked at him for a minute more before I heard Yuki chuckle, asking with an adorable smile on his face, "You coming or what?"

"Well since you're asking so nicely." I drawled sarcastically and made my way past Yuki through the gate.

Yuki pushed the gate close, locking it and walked up a couple of steps before walking along the pathway to the stairs.

I finally got a chance to look around, noticing only now how beautiful the house was. There was a large gate next to the front gate that led to double door garages. Surrounding the white house were plants of different heights, colours and shapes. It was like a gigantic garden.

I followed after Yuki, walking down the up the few steps and along the pebble-stoned pathway. The designs on the ground were amazing and there were lavender flower beds on either side of the pathway, making the image that more ethereal. I walked up the steps, which were made of large fieldstones, and onto a large patio, Yuki already onto opening the front door.

I heard Yuki open the door and disarm the alarm as I looked over the edge of the patio at the beautiful view of the garden.

Yuki came up beside me, "It was a hobby of my mom's. She designed the entire house." He said with pride.

"It's stunning." I said, because it truly was. No amount of words could describe the warmth this house gave off. The house was mainly white with grey pillars and a grey roof. The colour combination would usually give the feeling of detachment but the colours of the flowers and plants surrounding the house provided it with the brightness and warmth that it needed.

"Thanks." I turned to Yuki to find his eyes downcast. I had thought that I heard hurt in his voice and looking at his body language now allowed me to believe that I was right.

I wanted to ask him about it but the sudden contemplative expression convinced me not to.

"So am I getting a tour of your house or what?" I asked instead, with a smile on my face, hoping to restore his previous mood.

"Now is that any way to ask your superior?" He said, his chin raised in a show of feigned superiority.

I grabbed Yuki's hand, bending down to kiss it lightly. I smirked as I looked up at a blushing Yuki through my eye-lashes. "I deeply apologize, Sire."

Yuki's hand felt soft in mine, and just as I had thought, when my lips touched his skin it was even more so. If his hand's this soft, I wonder how his lips feel.

I let go of Yuki's hand as if it were on fire, missing the hurt look that marred Yuki's face. "Sorry but I have to go." I said hurriedly and was about to make my way back down the stairs when that soft hand grabbed my arm.

Yuki seemed torn at the fact that he had stopped me but his grip didn't falter.

"Please... Come inside. The least I could do is make you something warm to drink to repay you for your kindness."

I shook my head, "I've kept Kazuki waiting long enough. I shouldn't make him worry."

"Surely a couple of minutes wouldn't change anything. It's just a drink."

I could sense Yuki's stubbornness and I felt my resistance waver at the pleading in his eyes.

"... Fine. Just one cup."

"That's all I ask for." Yuki said as his hand slid from my upper arm past my elbow and down my forearm, his fingers lightly inter-locking with my fingers, beckoning me towards the door as we started walking with Yuki walking backwards. Our eyes were in a stern lock with each other's as if there were a pull between us that we didn't understand, as if the world we were living in would shatter if we didn't keep touching each other, feeling each other in some way.

I guided Kyo into the house, for some reason I hadn't wanted to stop touching him. I stepped over the threshold of the house and kicked the door close before offering Kyo a small smile and gently let go, albeit unwillingly, of his fingers.

"Now you can't escape." I said deviously, striving to get the mood back to normal lest we have an awkward night.

My smile grew as Kyo smirked. "And what's stopping me from merely turning around and walking through that door?" Kyo questioned.

"Me." I said without hesitation.

Confident that Kyo wouldn't back out now, I turned around, kicked off my shoes and made my way through the archway to my right, pass our eating table and into the kitchen a little ways beyond it.

A few minutes later I heard Kyo make his way into the kitchen.

I turned around and faced him with a sort of guilty expression. "So you know how I offered to make us something warm to drink?"

He nodded wearily. "Ya?"

"Well... Mimi's sort of prohibited me from doing anything in the kitchen besides wash my hands, pour cold drinks or water and microwave things." I said sheepishly.

"Which means what exactly?"

"Would you like a glass of juice?" I said, laughing. "I mean, I'm dying for a cup of hot chocolate but last I tried that on my own, well let's just say we're grateful only the cup broke," I said and then remembered something else, "oh and the kettle too."

Kyo burst out laughing at my last line, "You broke a kettle trying to make hot chocolate?" He said disbelievingly.

"It wasn't my fault, okay! There was this cool music video playing on TV when I was holding it and when I was dancing it sort of fell... and broke. How was I supposed to know that it was a glass kettle? Don't kettles make it through that type of stuff?"

Kyo looked at me as if I were an alien. "And here I thought you were perfect at everything you did. To think your weakness would be the kitchen."

"So what? I don't need the kitchen to survive." I noticed Kyo's expression turn to amusement at my stubborn words. "Okay, so I need the kitchen to survive. I've tried. I really have. Everything I do in the kitchen leads to some kind of downfall. As we speak, this delicious cappuccino muffin mix lies in the cupboard and I can't even make it because Mimi said she'll make it when I 'deserve it' and Lord knows I can't make it by myself so I'm stuck with having to stare at it in longing instead." I said, hoping that Kyo would understand my anguish.

"Okay, okay. I believe you." He said, holding in another laugh.

"Why are you laughing?" I said when Kyo finally couldn't hold it in anymore. "I'm serious, it's all fluffy and yummy inside!"

My statement just seemed to make Kyo laugh even harder. I stood their pouting slightly. When Kyo finally calmed down, which was quite a while later, he explained himself. "I thought you were this stuck-up, pain-in-the-ass asshole who couldn't give a fuck about anyone else but himself," Kyo started and my heart constricted but I never said anything. "and here you are, in your own home, acting like a 5 year-old who can't make their own muffins. Do you know how amazingly hilarious this is?"

My pout increased, "Is that a compliment or are you insulting me? I am certainly not a 5 year-old!"

"It's a compliment. It means I don't find your personality so hideously annoying and against my will I have to admit that you're not that bad, Prince."

My mood lightened at the fact.

"Well you're not that bad yourself, Sohma-san."

Kyo snickered before turning his eyes on me again, "So are we making these delicious cappuccino muffins or not?"

I gawked at him, "Have you listened to nothing I've said tonight?"

Kyo smirked, "So what? You suck at cooking. That doesn't mean I do."

Both of my hands went to my mouth and my eyes widened with excitement. "You're going to make my deliciously awesome cappuccino muffins for me?"

"Well, you do want to eat them don't you?"

I nodded enthusiastically.

"Then I'll make them."

I frowned suddenly, realising the reason for Kyo's presence.

"Have you changed your mind?"

I broke out of my thoughts, "Excuse me?"

"About the muffins, have you changed your mind?"

I shook my head quickly, "No way! How could I ever?"

"Well, you frowned so I assumed..."

"Cappuccino muffins would never make me frown, the fact that you're making them is." I stated.

"You really dislike me that much?"

My face morphed into one of bemusement. "I don't dislike you." I stated firmly. "It's just that, I'm supposed to be repaying you and yet here you are making me muffins, in my own home nonetheless."

Kyo's expression changed to a cheerful one. "Well, I'll just add it to your tab."

I snorted, "My tab? Is that right?"

He nodded earnestly, "I should start charging you interest at the rate you're going."

"Fine, add it to my tab but no interest!" At least, this way I'll get to spend more time with him. Shocked at my own thoughts I shook my head, earning a concerned expression from Kyo.

"On to the muffins!" I said cheerfully and went to the cupboard to fetch the muffin mix.

Kyo looked over the directions and scoffed, "This is like kindergarden stuff. Can you seriously not make this?"

I rolled my eyes, "Whatever. Now's not the time to ponder over my inability to do anything kitchen-related. What else are we gonna need?"

Kyo smirked at me in amusement and I glared at him in response.

"Okay," he spoke up, looking over the packet again, "all we have to do is add the mixture, along with 2 large eggs, 125ml of cooking oil, 200ml of water, to a bowl and mix. It's that simple."

I stared at him, "That simple? Are you sure?"

He nodded, "It's that easy. And for extra flavour they say we can add 50g of chocolate chips."

"Even I can do that." I said, about ready to grab the mixture and start by myself but Kyo pulled the mixture out of my reach. "How about we not take the chance?" I pouted against my will. "No need to look at me like that, do you want your muffins to live or not?" I nodded, albeit sadly before gathering all the things Kyo would need and placing them on the counter along with two mixing bowls, a cup and a measuring jug as Kyo requested as well as pre-heating the oven to 180 degrees (Celcius).

I sat down in the high chair opposite Kyo's working space and rested my elbows on the table with my chin in my hands.

Kyo making my favourite muffins in my house... never thought that would happen. I watched intrigued as Kyo's hands worked swiftly and even elegantly. He was always this hard-headed and rough guy but my opinion immediately changed by seeing him in the kitchen.

"Do you do this kind of thing a lot?"

Kyo looked up for the first time since starting the muffins. "What? Enter someone else's house and start making cappuccino muffins?" He asked amused.

I rolled my eyes again, "No... I mean, cooking or baking or whatever."

He nodded slightly, his eyes moving down to concentrate on what he was doing again, "My dad and I... we live – lived – by ourselves, just the two of us. My dad worked hard in order to support us both. We weren't very well off at the beginning but it got better after my father's dojo started blossoming." Kyo paused but not enough for me to start speaking. "When I was younger I was quite the trouble-maker and I would never want to go to school because I would always be made fun of about my hair. I started skipping school and not caring about what the teachers thought. My dad got called into school a lot and finally he sat me down and explained my situation... The school was gonna kick me out if I didn't start pitching up for class again and getting my grades up. I realised then how much stress and pressure I was putting my father under and I knew I couldn't do it to him anymore so I... I vowed to change. I started going to school more, and I started involving myself more in the martial arts, helping my dad out at the dojo when I could."

He laughed and I realised the action was more to himself.

"My dad told me about his one past-time when he was a student. He never had martial arts so he would do one thing when we would get angry or frustrated. He would sit down and attempt to control his emotions and then he would start cooking or baking, whatever the occasion called for. He taught me everything I know about cooking and soon I had used it as a way to get rid of my frustrations too."

"Does it help?" I asked, truly curious.

"It does, but my dad said that it's never helpful to cook or bake when in a bad mood so I always have to calm myself down before attempting to cook."

"That's... actually pretty cool."

This time it was Kyo's turn to roll his eyes. "Okay, so we're gonna need a muffin tray and some Spray'n'Cook."

I hopped off from my seat and made my way to the pantry. "You're lucky Mimi likes to bake, otherwise Aya-nii and I would never store this in our house."

"Well you're lucky your sister keeps this in the house otherwise you wouldn't be having your... what were they called again?" he asked teasingly.

I huffed in response, "Deliciously awesome cappuccino muffins. Everyone knows that."

"If you say so." He looked at me thoughtfully before asking, "Do you want to help?"

"Help? Are you sure you don't have short-term memory loss?" I asked, referring to my inability to do anything in the kitchen

Kyo laughed loudly and shook his head, "It's fine, I'm here. I won't let anything harm yo—The kitchen. Harm the kitchen."

"Are you sure? What if I mess things up?"

Kyo pulled at my hand a little, bringing me over to his side of the table, two spoons in hand. "I'll show you how." He said gently passing me a spoon.

I stood in front of the batter, slightly intimidated. How the hell do I not mess this up? I felt, rather than heard, Kyo's chuckle against my back as he stood behind me preparing to help me, "Don't worry, I told you everything will be fine and it will."

I relaxed a bit, Kyo's breath hot against my ear. "What do I have to do?" I asked softly, unaware if Kyo could even hear me.

He took my hand, the one holding the spoon, in his and guided it to the batter. "Like this," he whispered and I shivered slightly, "Put the spoon in the batter and hover it over one of the holders in the tray." He held my hand over the first one and used his spoon in his other hand to help the mixture land inside. "See? Simple." Kyo stated, and I merely nodded in response, unable to do anything else.

We carried on like this, filling all 12 holders with the batter and then used the remaining batter to fill them all up. When Kyo deemed them perfect for the oven, he took them over and placed them inside the oven, setting the timer for 20 minutes.

I hopped onto the counter, picking up the mixing bowl of the batter and scooping my finger in, bringing it to my mouth and sucking the batter off, humming in appreciation.

"That's disgusting." I heard, opening my eyes to see Kyo standing a few spaces in front of me.

"It really isn't, have you ever tried?" I asked, and dipped my finger into the remains once again, holding my finger out to Kyo as if tempting him.

"I prefer my batter cooked, thank you very much."

"Oh come on! You won't know until you try."

Kyo seemed to think long and hard before closing the gap between us and taking my finger in his hand, much to my shock, and placed my batter-covered finger in his mouth after saying, "It can't be that good."

I choked back a groan at feeling that talented tongue sweep skilfully over my right index finger. I didn't seem to do a good job of holding my voice down though because sooner rather than later, Kyo brought his eyes back up to mine, shock and slight fear apparent in his eyes.

"What the fuck is happening to me?" He whispered harshly to himself and immediately ran to the door.

I heard light ruffling causing me to suddenly regain my composure and made for Kyo, "Kyo, wait!" but before I could stop him Kyo had already run for the gate, unlocking it and promptly running out onto the street and out of sight.

Fucking genius, aren't you, Yuki? Congrats, you've just fucked everything up.

Review please! Virtual glomps to all who do because they make me very happy :)

So I've fixed up the mistakes I could find. Hope everything's okay now.

Much appreciated, rensei-chan