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Author: Darkdreams
Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket.
Warnings: Nothing overly much.
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CHAPTER 1
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Kyo
sat on the roof of Shigure’s house. Where else would he sit? Where else could
he have his peace and contemplate? Certainly not inside the house, something was
always going on in there. He tried to keep his thoughts from straying to Yuki
Sohma, his cousin and rival, the rat. Yes, Yuki was the one person he didn’t
want to think of.
It was ok though, because he
would be leaving. Soon, very soon. Whenever his problems became too much, he
ran. That’s what he was doing, running away instead of staying to figure
things out. But, Yuki...
/Damn Yuki...why? Why him, of
all the people./ Kyo thought, watching as the sky turned from blue to pink to
purple to velvet blue, then black. Running his hands through his hair, he tried
to keep it together, to keep from breaking down there on the roof, sitting in
only his beige pants.
/Yuki.../
[No! Don’t think about it! If
you don’t think, then it will go away!] Something inside of him screamed,
begging him not to remember, not to accept. No, he wouldn’t accept it. He
would leave, tomorrow, or today, it was so early in the morning.
“Yeah, you’re in to deep Kyo...”
he said, mainly to himself. He didn’t realize the shadow sitting at the
ladder, just watching him sit there. It had been there since late last night,
and his quivering violet eyes had never wavered from the half naked figure in
front of him.
“Arrg!” Screamed Kyo
standing up and kicking at air, desperately yelling out to no one, wishing to
inflict pain upon himself to forget his stupidity.
/Feelings for the rat, I have--/
[No! Don’t say it! Just
don’t!] He begged to himself, but it was to late.
/I love Yuki. That arrogant rat,
I love him and I need him, and it’s not right.../
Out of breath, Kyo fell back
onto the roof, his energy suddenly gone. His confession, it had been done, said.
Not out loud, but inside where it hurt the most. After years of denial, after so
long, with all the fights, all the cruel words past back and forth. All the
years of hate and despise were all crumbling before him and he could see what he
didn’t before.
He admired Yuki, he always had.
He had always wished, always wanted the rat to pay attention to him, to smile at
him, to notice the little orange haired boy in the corner who was never a real
part of anything, except maybe fear. He didn’t want Yuki to fear him, or hate
him, or deny his existence.
[But Yuki will never change,
he’ll never accept you, and even if he does find it in his heart to accept it,
he will never return the feelings. There’s so many other people who he can
have, why would he want the cat?]
/But, maybe there’s the
chance...a small one.../
“No.” Kyo said, out loud.
“There’s no chance, and even if there is it wouldn’t work, Akito would
make sure of that. That’s why I’m leaving...that’s the reason, the real
one...”
In the shadows, the violet eyes
widened in surprise, then fell downcast.
/Yuki, why did all this have to
happen? I’m such an idiot. It’s just like you’ve always said. Stupid cat,
Baka neko, I’m worth nothing./ Kyo leaned back to gaze at the tiny stars that
seemed to twinkle down, smiling at him. Or was it frowning? Maybe they were
crying for him. They knew that he couldn’t live like this. He never did like
pity, maybe that’s why he hated the rain, when the heavens poured down their
tears...
/And in the morning when
everyone rises, nothing will have changed, no one will know, will realize, and
they will go on with their existence not knowing what I am going through./ Kyo
felt like crying, because he knew nothing would ever be resolved. Even if he
stayed it would just tear him apart, he’d get more distant with everyone and
they would all completely hate him. He knew. At least if he left then he
wouldn’t cause the others as much suffering, to see him deteriorate in front
of them.
/Is it wrong? To leave them
without explaining? Maybe if I told them, but no. I am right; I swear I’m
right. I need to leave; it’s for the best. I hate it here. I hate it.../ Kyo
was reminded of what his master had told him last time he saw Kyo...he had said
that Kyo didn’t hate it here...but he did, didn’t he? Or was he just afraid
of getting to close, and then losing it all? Dawn came, and Kyo rose to his
feet, preparing for what seemed to be the hardest choice he had ever made. He
leapt off the roof, taking a small bundle with him, and began to walk away from
the house. On the roof, a small rat scurried to the edge, desperately trying to
call out to the cat but not being able to, he didn’t have a big enough voice.
As soon as Kyo was out of sight, the rat transformed with a poof, and a very
naked Yuki sat, huddled up on the roof and sobbing. And he cried out, in a
desperate attempt to bring the cat back, even though he was to late.
“KYOOO!!!!!!”
Huddled in the fetal position
was the way the others found him, almost three hours later.
Owari