Beyond the Sohma Curse Chapter 14: True Colors, a fruits basket fanfic

I cleared my throat and spoke for the first time. "Yuki…" just like that, he turned around at the sound of my voice. My heart feels as if it's about to burst and the throbbing blood drains from my troubled head. I knew this was only the beginning…

"Yes Tohru…" he sounded so distant, uncomfortable, and too indignant.

That only made me more uncomfortable. "I don't want to get married."

His eyes were light. Much lighter than usual. They were engulfed in a sudden violet flame, the same flame I witnessed during his fight with Kyo. As I looked at his arms, they grew pale. Goosebumps formed shortly after I spoke. "You… what…"

Chapter 14 - True Colors

His silence teased us. I just knew it… Kyo would be the one to lead us on then leave us hanging. He did this to me many times when I asked about his past. The man would always find some efficient way to submerge the topic.

"Okay." he took a small breath. "The first time I had ever laid eyes on her, was on the Yoshima Bridge, exactly one mile from the university—"

"Oh good, a story…" Shigure smiled. "And make it good, won't you Kyo?"

"…Anyway." the man scratched his healthy locks and continued…

The first time I had ever laid eyes on her, was on the Yoshima Bridge, exactly one mile from the university I went to. This about a little over two years ago. Just my luck, it happened to be raining that day. She was short and a brunette. Her hair was drenched from the rain, though she had an umbrella.

She stood there, looking over the edge, gripping her umbrella. I didn't wanna say anything to her. She seemed pretty focused in whatever she was thinking about. Then I recognized that look she had. It reeked of great sorrow and depression. I, for one, could smell it.

…Even for miles.

As I watched her through the rain, not one time did she look to see me but, she knew I was there. So whatever she decided to do, she wasn't going to do in front of me.

"…If you're thinking about jumping, I suggest somewhere more than three feet—"

"Wha? Seriously Kyo? Could you have been anymore heartless?" Shigure interrupted Kyo, shaking his head.

Kyo frowned at his cousin. "Hey! Do you want a story or not!?"

"Yes, yes proceed. Sorry." the older man became silent.

"So as I was saying…"

"If you're thinking about jumping, I suggest somewhere more than three feet of water." I frowned at the girl and in return she looked blankly at me.

"Excuse me?"

"Of course…" I sighed, shrugging, "I'd be more obligated to stop you. I would have to jump in and save you if you decided to take your life here." I told her, "It's best not to when I leave either… I got a keen sense of hearing. I'd save you before the first ounce of water fills your lungs." I thought maybe I could scare her with that.

Coming to comprehend what I just said, she shook her head frantically, "No, good sir… You thought I was going to take my life here?" she shook her head again, "I just couldn't if I tried…"

"Hm." I only nodded and proceeded to walk off.

"I just like coming here when it rains." she admitted, stopping me from walking any further. "What about you?" she questioned me.

I turn around, my eyes slightly annoyed. "I always take this way. It's the fastest."

"Oh how interesting." she hesitated, "You don't seem like the type who would like water." she giggled, "Or even walking in the rain—"

"You're right, I don't." it freaked me out how she knew that.

"So why are you out here and without an umbrella?"

"I told you, because it's the fastest way to the university and I don't care about not having a—" I frowned as she gave me a goofy smile and raised her umbrella over my head.

"It's alright… I can share mine and we can walk together."

"Awe how sweet!" Shigure heavily sighed, "So romantic!"

"Shut up…" Yuki hissed, "…the more you interrupt like that, the longer it takes him finish his meaningless story…"

"Meaningless huh?" Kyo grimaced, "Then I won't finish it then…"

"NO!" me and Shigure exclaimed.

"Kyo keep going. Don't listen to Yuki." the older cousin shook his head, "…continue please. Did she have a name?"

"Actually that day ended with her walking me to class. I never got her name that day. However two days later, I saw the chick again."

The thought of her escaped me until she tapped me on the shoulder while I was packing my bags in class. "Excuse me?" she tugged harder, "You're that young man I met on that bridge the other day, right?"

I whipped around to growl at the girl but something about her made me stop. All despair I noticed at the first time of seeing her, had gone away. "Yeah, I am… what of it?"

"I never got your name. I'm sorry that I never gave you mine. I'm Keiko Inoue." and with a hand, she reached for mine to shake it.

…But I pulled back before she could touch my cold hands. "It's Kyo."

"Oh… you got a last name, Kyo…" she smiled again.

"…Sohma."

"Ah." she nodded, "How nice is that?" she giggled.

"Why did she smile and laugh so damn much?" Kyo asked indirectly to us. "…It was as if the girl was hiding behind her own smiles, trying her hardest to deceive me. I almost began to think she was related to you somehow." Kyo pointed at me and frowned.

"…heh. I have no sisters." a smile crept up on my face.

"Did she go to the same college as you? Did you guys hang out? " Shigure asked the questions that I had been dying to ask now. Only, I was much too afraid to. Possibly because Yuki was present.

"Yeah she did." the pale man replied. "Little did I know, she was in one of my food prep classes for culinary. Each day, we began to notice each other more and more." he began to get uncomfortable, "We were close enough to do homework together and allowed her to help me on food projects we for class."

"I don't understand." Keiko frowned at me.

"Huh?" we had been working on an outré for culinary. I had asked her to try a bit of my dishes, when her mood suddenly changed. It was as if she was annoyed with me.

"How can someone like you… not eat the things you cook?" she didn't demand an answer thankfully. I wasn't about to tell her regardless. "You always want me to try it… but never try the food yourself…"

"Am I that bad of a cook?"

"No…" she frowned again, partially confused. "I just… never you see you eat anything." She had begun to catch on. Still, she never said anything.

Kyo paused, "Even knowing that I was weird, she… always wanted to hang out with me outside of school. Often, I would turn her down…" he explained, "I didn't understand why she grew so attached to me… I wouldn't even let her come too close to me."

"Maybe because she liked you a lot… and you said you liked her too… maybe she felt a connection…" I pointed out, finally putting in my two cents. Kyo just looked at me, his ruby eyes became very light.

"I did…" he corrected, "I knew if I began to like her more, I would only be putting her in danger." he explained, "I had just began the third stage of my curse, I was still a little shaky on controlling it."

"Oh…" I became quiet. I was pretty amazed he was talking about his curse in front of all of us.

"So how was she like Tohru?" Yuki turn back at us. "You still haven't told us that yet—"

"I said she reminded me of Tohru because of how stubborn and generous she was…" he shifted in his seat, "Keiko was always so cheerful. She always wanted to help and put others before herself. Never caring about how mean they were to her, including me. I admit, I was always mean to her and not one time did she show she was effected. But anyway…"

I noticed it had been a while since I had seen her. Two weeks before spring break, Keiko stopped coming to class. That wasn't like her. Usually, she wouldn't skip even one day of culinary. What could I do? Later in the week, I got called into work and I had to leave class early.

I worked at a grilled fish stand, just a few blocks from campus. Business wasn't booming that day and the last guy went home sick. I was the one that had to fill in.

"Well well…" the girl stood there smiling. Keiko seemed like she had been crying but I really couldn't tell for sure. All trouble seemed to disappear when she spoke to me. "Hey you— Mr. Paleness." she waved a hand.

She maybe had expected a positive response from me. However, I turn around, "What, woman?" then I lightly frowned, "…girl…" I corrected.

"Kyo…" she laughed, "I never new you worked here…"she nudged and teased me. It almost made me sick. Still, I responded to her like it never bothered me.

"Well now you know…" I turned back around, "…And you finally decided to come out of hiding… Where have you been?"

"Eh. I had something to attend to." was her answer. Quickly she sprung back up into a happy mood, threatening my anger more. "But enough of that. I'll take some fish…"

I pointed to the large tub at my feet. "Which one?"

"…That one." she replied, pointing to the fairly large brown tilapia. "…That feisty guy right there…"

"Hm." I bent over to grab it but, it slipped through my fingers each time. "Damn it…" dumbass fish…

Keiko laughed. "Silly boy… you can't catch a fish like that." she leaped over the counter. "You catch it like this…" and very carefully she slid her hands into the fresh water. "You gotta be very still and calm… make no sound…" abruptly, she grabbed the damn thing effortlessly.

"See?" she smiled, "Hand me a knife— you see— fishes don't use their eyes to see danger. They use their bodies to detect commotion around them." she explained, "The best way to catch a fish, is to flow with the current and not against it. Such species, can be deceived when you use the right method. You try…"

So I did… I felt stupid placing my hands in the water, trying another method— other than my own.

"Now… move with their movement…" she commanded.

With my eyes closed shut, I clutched on the bugger effortlessly.

"See?" she giggled, "And you did it with your eyes closed… that's impressive."

"Give a man a fish… and you feed him for a day— however— teach a man how to fish… you feed him for a lifetime." Shigure sighed, "Wise gal."

"Indeed." I nodded. "I could see why you liked her, Kyo."

Kyo sighed, sipping only a bit of water. "…One thing I liked about her was, she never tried to get to know me. She never questioned my anger or my—" he put up quotations, "…weird habits. It was hard to keep my curse under control. Still, I found ways to fit in…"

Kyo chuckled, "…However, that day motivated her curiosity about me even more… I knew the damn girl knew I wasn't normal…" he continued, "Anyway…"

…The smell of hot grilled fish brought greedy people to my stand. "GRILLED TILAPIA! COOME GET IT!" she would yell, gathering more greedy people who wished to stuff their faces. We were swamped in a dinner rush for a hour.

…But before our minds knew it, the rush was over.

"How fun that was, huh?" Keiko began whistling but quickly stopped.

"Fun?" I shook my head, "No way… helping folks stuff their faces is not fun. Watching them choke is something different." I threw an occasional death glare at her. Other times she would brush it off, yet, this time she raised a brow at me.

"Kyo…" she sighed.

"What?"

"Nothing… particular…" she paused. "… I just want to know why you're always so down and angry."

I remembered just freezing in place as her eyes continued to read me. "You're lucky." I admitted, "…lucky that I'm just angry and that's all." my warning to her to not ask me personal questions like that. Our friendship wasn't like normal ones… When it came to confessing whatever feelings we had, didn't matter what it was, we never spoke about it. I didn't like how she just wanted to break that boundary all the sudden.

"I'm lucky huh?" Keiko blinked at me. "Don't tell me under all that anger, is something much worse…"

"You would want to know." I glared.

"Sorta…" she rested her hands on the counter. "We've known each other for about a month now… I don't see you talk much in class. You don't seem to have many friends. I notice how others just seem to walk around you like you're something that should be ignored." she gazed at the floor, "There is something odd about you, Kyo… I just can't put my finger on It." she sighed, "Yet, something bothers you— and it bothers you like my fate bothers me…"

Was she… comparing us?

Never did I think we would be talking about me… but… before I frightened her with my story, there was something I wanted to confirm. "Your fate?" I had to ask.

She sighed again, this time she raised her head. "I haven't been at school because I dropped out."

"What?" news never shocked me like that before.

"I have to." she answered, "My father is in debt and he…" her eyes watered, "he's selling me to a millionaire down in Okinawa that he owes."

"WHAT?" I could feel my eyes burn with rage. "What the fuck? Why the hell is he doing that!" my hands grasped the counter.

"He's in debt! I told you." she hesitated, "Gosh and today was my last day of freedom before I leave and here I am helping you again…"

As I said… Keiko always helped others before herself. I remember trying my best to not let the beast inside consume me. "Maybe there's some way I could help you?" I wondered, "You can still keep your freedom… I can take you—"

"I know, you think everything will fix itself in time…" she sighed, "It can't be helped, Kyo. Some people were just put on this earth to suffer, whether we like it or not… Even if you could take me away or hide me, my father would die for our actions…"

"So what!" I growled, "Serves him right! You think he cares if you die? Hell no…" My hands clawed deeper into the wooden counter.

"But…" she twiddled her thumbs nervously, "He's my father…"

I didn't understand. How could anyone be this blind? Or was it me— that was blind…

"Sorry." she muttered, noticing the marks.

"The hell are you sorry for?" I was sorry for asking about her 'fate'.

"I shouldn't have told you that. And…" she spoke, "If you are really that much of an angry person, then I really shouldn't have said anything. I'm only making it worse for me. I guess it's the prize you pay for having a father whose liquor is more important than his own daughter. Heh."

"…That day I met you on the bridge, you really were planning to commit suicide, weren't you?" I already knew the answer.

"…Yes."

The beast inside wanted to hunt that bitch down. Wherever he was… and kill him.

"If you hadn't come when you did, I wouldn't be here now." she wiped her tears, smiling, "I do thank you Kyo, for being a friend. No matter how angry you are— perhaps immoral— or inhuman— you will always be good in some way."

"Good?" I wanted to laugh. "I'm not good. I barely pass for merciful." If only she knew. But thoughts never failed me, Keiko knew something. She stepped closer to my face and for the first time, I let her touch my cold hands.

"They are ice cold…" she blinked, slightly shivering. "…I'm not afraid of you Kyo and you don't have tell me anything— no matter what anyone says, you have lots of good in you… Your anger isn't from hate. It's from being lonely."

"Huh…"

Then she said my full name… "Now you listen, Kyo Sohma, you're more good then you are good looking and darn it— you're pretty good looking. Just remember that." she smiled. "There I admitted it. Now I can be at peace…"

"Keiko… I um…"

"I want you to do one more thing for me… and I know you're capable of doing this favor— so you can't refuse, promise?" was the last thing she said…

I blinked. "What was it? You know, the favor…"

"You would wanna know. You guys are so nosey." The orange haired man shook his head.

"Well? Don't tell us it's over? You can't leave us hanging. What happen to Miss Inoue?" Shigure questioned the man, a lot more urgently than the other times.

"Well…" Kyo replied, emotionless. "She died."

"WHAT?" We all looked at him, even Yuki, with wide eyes.

"Don't act so shocked." Kyo spoke, tilting his head to the side, "… how could you have not seen that one coming?"

"…" silence…

"What? Did you, or did you not like the story?" Kyo questioned us.

"You didn't make it up, did you?" Shigure frowned for the first time in a long time.

"Probably lied about the whole thing…" Yuki got up from the table, walking back inside.

"Maybe I did… Maybe I didn't." the man shrugged. "What's it to you, losers… you asked for a story— you got a story." Somehow I knew there was a method to Kyo's mind game.

If it wasn't all made up then that would explain a lot… and if it was all lie, then that was a good game he played…

There was no more Kyo. He disappeared after the story telling.

I helped Yuki pack his clothes and belongings. We had just a little time to ourselves before lunch time. "You know he was lying right?" My fiancé frowned, "I don't know what he thought he was doing by telling such lies."

I said nothing. I mean if Kyo was truly lying, then it was only because of Shigure. Shigure was the one that wanted to hear the story. I just didn't blame Kyo anymore. Kyo had every reason not to tell us things about him and his existence. I was lucky to get the gist of it. He had it hard to begin with. He had gone through this curse alone, was forced to move out of Shigure's home by Yuki and lost his only friend in college.

…Something drove him back to here and I don't think it was because he missed me, nor do I think it was for revenge on the Sohma family.

To be honest, I was more scared for Kyo's safety than for the rest of the Sohmas— even myself. I wasn't so sure if Kyo was even the bad guy anymore. Maybe the Sohmas were… maybe… Yuki was. I sighed at Yuki. Who was I truly safe with? Kyo or my fiancé?

"Yes Tohru…" he sounded so distant, uncomfortable, and too indignant.

That only made me more uncomfortable. "I don't want to get married."

"I don't… want to marry you." I paused. Think about what you're saying Tohru… you're stupid. But that was just it, my mind wasn't thinking. My body had taken control and I was just speaking out of the blue. It sounded so wrong, yet I felt like I was doing the right thing.

I hope…

"Not… ever…?" he looked lifeless.

"Not now." I tried to give him a little reassurance. Though, I was sure I wasn't about to change my mind. I thought this since day one. "I just need to think…"

"About what?" he hissed at me. His eyes began to flutter. His mind was thinking and very rapidly. I was almost positive this man wouldn't harm me here but, I started to develop little doubts. I used to believe that Yuki Sohma would never hurt me. I used to believe that he was never selfish or mean. Now I really wasn't sure.

"I can't really explain I—"

"And why not?" he frowned, "It's Kyo isn't it?"

"No! Of course not!" I was nervous. My sweated palms felt clammy as they touched my face. "It has nothing to do with Kyo. I just need to figure some things out." my heartbeat was irregular, "Please understand…"

"I don't understand!" he yelled again, "Figure what? Figure out that you're really not in love with me like I am with you? Hm?" his tone was hateful. "You say Kyo isn't the reason but somehow, I think he is. In fact, I know he is the one." he cooed, "You think if he was here, you would be having useless doubts?"

Here he was speaking for me. Speaking things I couldn't admit to myself. I was for sure not falling for Kyo, but I wasn't in love with Yuki like I thought I was. "No…" I shook my head. "I have thought this for a month now— way before Kyo came here."

"Really now." now he was calm.

"Yes… and—" I frowned, "You know I have a hard time speaking my mind…"

"That's no excuse…" his voice began to raise. "Your excuses are neither here nor… there." he took a few steps towards me. "And I'm quite shocked you would hide this from me. I don't feel so bad for hiding what I have from you…"

That hurt. My whole chest began to hurt. Then suddenly, my wrist began to hurt. I looked down and Yuki, my once first love, has grasped it. He yanks me closer, succeeding to not have our torsos touch in the process. My eyes stay glued to the floor.

"Look at me." he demands, "Look. At. Me…"

He seems to squeeze my wrist harder if I don't look. The pain is annoying so I can't help but look— but when I do take a glance, I notice how evil his face looks. I know he's hurting. Still, I have tears in my sore eyes. My face is burning hot and I'm scared. I'm scared out of my confused mind. "Tell me the truth—"

"Yuki… please…" I began sobbing more.

"How would you like me to kill Kyo now… would that help you figure things better?" suddenly the glass on his dresser busted. It startled me and then I realized the busted light bulb from yesterday. While we were talking yesterday, a light bulb busted and oddly, he apologized for it. Was this part of Yuki's power? Was his power accelerating?

…Then a second glass on his night stand busted.

"…You're hurting me…" I never meant to hurt you, Yuki… I'm sorry. I cried even more. The tears wouldn't stop no matter how much I tried to stop them. "Stop please… I'm…" I sobbed, "I'm scared…"

At that, he let go and backed off. "…There are much more things to be afraid of, Miss Honda, I can assure you that."

I told no one what happened.

Yuki kept to himself since the bad news. In fact, he didn't come to lunch. The only one hungry was Shigure and I fixed him something. After lunch, I took a walk. It was a long walk, passed the lake where I and Yuki had our picnic… much further than where I first saw Kyo's beast. I walked as far as I could. Till I reached town somehow.

I had a lot to think about. I began to stare at my hand then to my wrist. Sure Kyo was dangerous, but at least he never put his hand on me… I never thought Yuki would too.

I sorta regretted telling him that I didn't wanna marry him. At this point I'd do anything to keep him from doing what he did to me again. It wasn't over.

For, it was only the beginning.

I found myself in front of a shop. Fine Winery. No, I wasn't thinking about drinking my life away. I thought I saw someone I knew. So with a little motivation, I walked in.

The door bells jingled. I could hear people talking in the backroom. Whoever I thought I saw, had already made it to the back as well. This place was cozy and small. Every wall had wine bottles stacked neatly from top to bottom. My hands are buried in my sweater pockets as I step slowly towards the wine bottles on the wall.

1862, 1882, 1818 …there was even a 1779. These bottles were so old. What a fine, fine collection this shop had. "May I help you?" a woman calls.

I jumped and whirled around, knocking a bottle onto the floor. The wine bottle busted at my feet. "I'm so sorry…"

The young woman pouted. "Are you alright ma'am?"

"Yes. I'm so, so sorry…" I pulled out a pocket full of money. "I can pay for it no problem."

She grabs a broom and begins to sweep. "Unfortunately, that was the boss's favorite. It's worth a lot." she admitted.

"How much?" she stopped to look at me, "A couple hundred."

"Oh my…" I only brought twenty bucks. "I didn't bring enough. Please allow me to come back and with more of my savings…"

"What seems to be the problem?" A familiar voice matched my thoughts perfectly. But what was Kyo doing here?

"Tohru… what the?" he frowned, "What are you doing here?"

I sauntered to him, my brows raised, "I was going to ask you the same question…."

He laughed a little, coming from behind the counter. "Well I work here."

"She busted on of your bottles, sir…" Sir? I looked at the woman and then back at Kyo. Sir?

Kyo pouted at me, "Which one…" he asks.

"The 1890 sir." She replied.

He sighed a long sigh, "Oh Tohru. What am I going to do with you, woman…" then he laughed. "Clean it up. I'm going on break."

"Yes sir." the woman scurried to the back again.

I tried to look as sympathetic as much as possible. "Kyo… I'm sorry." this had to be the worse day ever, "I'll pay you back, I promise."

"Don't worry about it." he grabbed his coat and we walked out.

We walked in silence to a nearby café where they served coffee. The pale man pulled out my chair and then sat down after me. "So…" he folded his arms on the table. "What brings you to town?"

"Nothing." I lied. But more than that, why didn't he say he worked. He talked about past occupations but never said he was working now. "I didn't know you worked in town."

"Yeah." he hesitated, slightly looking nervous, "That's… my business."

KYO HAD A BUSINESS? WHAT? "But when?" I wondered.

"That's another story." he smiled, revealing white sharp teeth. I should have known. I mean the convertible? The clothes, his ability to not care about money spending! All clues!

"Tell me?" I smiled back.

"Well. I'm a certified bartender." he spoke proudly.

"Huh…" He was a cook, got his masters in culinary without trying, and then got his own business… now… he was a certified bartender… "I'm confused."

"My first year of college I struggled." he admitted. That's when I decided to get a job at a fish stand. You remember me saying that?"

"Yes…" I nodded, still confused.

"It's like this…" he scooted closer to me, "In nursing, you got all kinds of fields. Respiratory, Heart, Hospice… Right? Well, Same thing with Culinary. There's fine dining, culinary arts, catering, and winery…" he explained, "I found my interest in winery. I even stumbled across an abandon seller while I was in school."

"Wow…" I blinked.

"Finding that seller was motivation to learn more. I have studied wines and ended up selling them for money too." Okay, so the man had money… I understood now. Kyo's name should change from Kyo Sohma to Kyo the survivor.

"So where do you bartend at?" I wondered, still amused.

"I don't anymore. I find liquor and drunk people to be overrated. However, I'll only use and mix whiskey into my drinks, that's all." he explained, "Wine is valued way more than liquor and easier to sell around these places."

Kyo was so interesting! It kept my mind off a lot. "Wine is the only thing that still has a taste to me… so you can say I cherish it like you do food."

"Wine for the soul…" I smiled.

"Exactly." the pale man smiled back, "So any more questions…?" He scooted even closer to me.

Yes perhaps one more. "What about the story you told this morning? Was it all true?"

His face molded back into a serious expression. His ruby eyes tended to look the other way for the time being. "Unfortunately… yes."

"So… what really happened to her— to Keiko?"

He sat emotionless, looking back at me. "Tohru… I know you find me to be out of the ordinary and all fascinating… " he shook his head, "…but look, if you ask me too many questions, you're gonna regret knowing a lot about me."

"I already do." I ultimately admitted, "But its okay. All this time, I been wanting to know so much about you… and now that I'm getting to, I can't stop." I laughed nervously, "It's almost addicting. Each story you tell, leads me to more questions. So I don't care how much I regret, as long as you continue to intrigue me with your presence."

"Heh… very well then." he nodded once, "Be intrigued at your own risk." he sat back crossing his slender arms, "So she said…"

"Now you listen, Kyo Sohma, you're more good then you are good looking and darn it— you're pretty good looking. Just remember that." then she smiled. "There I admitted it. Now I can be at peace…"

"…Then Keiko asked me to do something… bad." Kyo confessed.

"I want you to do one more thing for me… and I know you're capable of doing this favor— so you can't refuse, promise?"

"She wanted me to do something she wasn't able to do the day I met her…" his eyes darted quickly at my face. He was so serious, "She asked me to kill her…"

I swallowed. Part of me knew it.

"…and I was stupid. I knew I shouldn't have been friends with her to begin with. She was so stupid because she shouldn't have been friends me either. At some point, she knew I was dangerous and she knew I wouldn't refuse the smell of blood. Her last words confessed that much." he enlightened me, "She said—" and he whispered, "If I couldn't kill myself— I knew I'd find someone who could…"

I was speechless. Kyo killed his only one friend… I guess I had to understand the situation to let it sit well with me. Killing Keiko that easily meant he could kill me just as easily.

"That was two years ago, Tohru." he reassured me, "I can control myself a lot better now…"

I looked at my time. "Gosh it's almost 4pm…" I stood up quickly. "I need to start dinner soon…" I wasn't even attached to Yuki anymore and I still cared about making dinner for him.

He grunted threw his teeth. "I still say… let them starve…"

I rolled my eyes, "…Like you did when you made breakfast this morning." He scowled at my comment, thinking of a way to come back at me I was sure.

"It was a favor." he replied. "…you were obviously too tired to cook anyone breakfast. So I did it…"

"But I was up… you told me to stay in my room." I did agree with me being tired though. The night before was when Yuki and Kyo fought. That tired me out.

"Yeah, yeah, I know…" he sighed, "Well how did you get here?" and when I didn't reply, he frowned, "You walked? Tohruuu…" he stood up as well, "You're becoming trouble for me, woman…"

Oops here we go…

Kyo continued, "First I get my hand cut off by your man—" he shows his, now grown out nub, "Then ya break my 1890 bottle, I've abandoned my employees to talk with you… and now I gotta drive ya all the way back home cus you walked all the way here!"

More faces began to look our way, pointing and giving us both disturbed looks. Not just the people sitting around us but the workers too. I didn't blame them, honestly. They didn't understand what was going on, they all just heard Kyo yell.

…and Kyo had a powerful yelling voice.

"Maybe we should go…" I suggested.

"Yeah…"

We walked out looking at each other. "Be right back…" he winked.

"But where are you…" I trailed off…

Wait. I realized another fact. Kyo's precious black convertible got crushed during the fight last night. So what transportation did he have? Seconds later, he rolls up in a Mustang. Oh my… Excuse me for thinking he just had a lot of money. Kyo was rich…

He rolls down the window and slides down his Versace sunglasses, "Get in." he smiles like the little speed demon he claimed to be, "Tohru, meet my V8— this will only take five minutes…"