Author: Kikumaru
Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket or any of its characters. 

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CHAPTER 2

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Why are you scared? You're trembling, my Kyou-kun.

No need to be frightened of the one you love, baka neko. I won't hurt you...much. But still no need to be scared. I love you, Kyou-kun.

Heh, you're so funny to tease. When I kiss you, you try to struggle away, and deepen the kiss at the same time. Why not give in? It'd make things easier for the both of us.

I must say, the sight of you looking at me with your frightened crimson eyes, struggling against my grasp...its rather amusing. I don't mind you struggling.

But resistance is futile, you know.

You'll never win.

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Damn mouse...

I hate you, mouse. I'm pretty sure you know I do. I hate for being so...so WEIRD lately.

I'm staring at the sky now, mouse. Its cold up here...I guess you don't feel like fighting right now. Or is that me? I don't really know. But its cold and it feels like its going to snow. I thought your name DID mean snow. After all, you've turned as cold as ice.Yuki's the perfect name for you.

Tohru is gone. I guess that's fine with me, but why do you have to be so upset about it? Why, day after day, do you sulk about her all the time? Its been three months since she left with Hatori. I loved her. I loved her just as much as you did.

So why can't you move on? She's not completely gone, she's just at the house...I don't understand you, mouse. All I know is that I want nothing more then to hate you, and beat you some day. I will, too.

      The rain was cold, turning into sleet as it pattered down onto the roof.

      Shigure was out, happily leaving a note that he and Ayame were going to eat lunch and talk about a few things. Tohru was still at the Sohma house, with Momiji, and Haru and everyone else to keep her company. She was happy, right? She wouldn't be so lonesome and sorrowful this way. At least that was a plus to this whole ordeal, Kyou added hastily. But with everyone away, it left him alone. Alone with Yuki, whom now, had a power over him...every time they touched at all, every time Yuki looked towards him, he filled up with ice. It made him scared. Kyou shook his head, thinking that there was no way that he would let the kuso nezumi would ever make him scared.

The wind howled, a sheet of ice and snow making the roof slick and slippery. The neko had to go in, if he didn't he'd probably get sick, he thought to himself. Not  mention, he was thirsty as well. He looked up towards the window, carefully creeping his way across the roof. After a few minor slips, he finally got to the window, opening it with a crack of the ice breaking away from the wood paneling of the godforsaken entrance.

He crawled inside, taking his wet sweatshirt off and setting it to the side carelessly. The snow and ice clung to his pants and shirt, dampening them slightly. He sighed, shivering slightly, and generally walked towards the stairs, still burdened with his thoughts.

Why?

Why are you scared?

He shook his head. Why? Why had he been having these weird thoughts, dreams, ideas? Always the same voice. Silky smooth and cold as ice. It was frightening.

Baka neko...my Kyou-kun...

Leave me alone.

..Stop it...scaring me...

"...Baka."

He suddenly froze, gaping at Yuki in a cold sweat for a minute.

"...Y-you're in my way!" He suddenly pushed Yuki to the side, and went to the fridge, hands shaking.

"You seem upset." He said calmly, smoothly...the voice was so familiar...Kyou shut his eyes and ignored him, getting a pot out and putting some hot water on to boil.

"I said, you seem upset." Yuki was staring at him. He seemed so amused by this.

"Shut the hell up." Kyou replied, voice quivering. Yuki raised his eyebrows. "Just stop it. Stop doing this."

"Doing what?"

"Doing..." Kyou paused for a second, thinking, pathetically not being able to classify it. "Stuff."

"...What stuff?"

"This is the most you've ever talked to me in...six months." Kyou replied, angrily. "You never fight, you never...do ANYTHING! Day after day you keep wasting away, wasting away in front of all of us! "

Yuki frowned. Kyou continued. "EVERYONE is always upset! Tohru LEFT because of you!"

Yuki slowly walked towards him, pushing him gently against the wall. Kyou automatically froze and stared wide-eyed at him.

...resistance is futile, you know.

You'll never win.

And Yuki captured Kyou's lips with his own.