Suppressed

AN: Sex sex sex... yes I know. =) What do you expect?
Though I think the two are recovering from their first
fight as a couple nicely. But discontent is a brewin\'!
For all of you worried about the plot lollygagging,
the story is beginning to wrap up, the next 2 chapters
will be pretty short, and up shortly (I think) which
will take us over the edge. OK enough babbling.
Comments and criticisms are welcome.

The events of the previous night played endlessly through Kyo’s head as he awoke to the persistent beeping of his alarm clock. He peered over to his naked rat, whose arms were still securely fastened around him. He sighed, switching off the alarm. He closed his eyes, smiled, and snuggled back into the sweet, sleepy skin of his lover.

“You know you really don’t have to do that?” The grinning Kyo advanced upon Yuki.

“Do what?” He asked.

“Get dressed.” Kyo hissed, pushing the surprised rat back onto his futon.

“I… I mean I… O.K.” Yuki dissolved into Kyo’s passionate kisses.

The kitty ran his palms up and down Yuki’s flesh, memorizing the contours of every curve. The rat panted heavily, struggling to sit upright. He pulled the cat’s knees forward, knocking him off balance, then playfully pushed him back on the bed. Kyo’s breath left him as Yuki descended onto his prey, roughly seizing control of their little rendezvous. He panted heavily between their rugged kisses. He outlined Yuki’s folded legs with his coarse hands. His hips were flexing into the rat’s, though he had no control over their movement. The kitty could feel his erection lengthening as it brushed against Yuki’s. He strangled the moan that came to his lips. Yuki pulled away from him, breath heavy. The rat captured Kyo’s manhood between his lips, licking and sucking his way down. The kitty’s body bucked in response. He grabbed a blanket and shoved its fold into his mouth, praying it would muffle the instiflable moans that poured from his body.

“God Yuki!” He breathed, as his eyes met the fiery gaze of his lover.
He was completely at the mercy of the rat, ensnared by every lap and flick of his tongue. Yuki gave the cat a devilish grin before recapturing his manhood between his swollen lips. Kyo thrust upwards, tangling his fingers in Yuki’s silken hair. His legs shook. His nerves were hyper-sensitive this evening. Yuki continued to shower him with pleasure as he writhed beneath him. He groaned and dislodged Yuki’s head from his lap, afraid that if much more transpired, he’d prematurely ruin their fun. The rat peered up from his position, tongue dabbling around Kyo’s head. Passion burned from behind those violet eyes as the string of saliva broke from between Kyo’s penis and Yuki’s glistening mouth. The kitty gasped, trying so hard to repress his moans. He bit his lip and pulled his seductive vice to meet his lips, tasting his own pre-cum in the boy’s mouth.

“You’re so…” Kyo panted tilting his chin for more of Yuki’s naughty kisses, “…hot tonight.”

“You just like the risk.”

Passion broke between them with all the magnitude of a stormy sea. Their sweaty writhing body’s crested and reformed time and time again through their choppy kisses and sexual breathy moans. Their souls were a sensual pendulum swinging between the hearty pleasure of conquest and the swooning surrender to the other’s will and hands. Kyo pushed the boy onto his back, tracing his pelvic bone with his tongue.

“You really don’t have to…” Yuki pressed his head into the pillow as the kitty engulfed his erection. “But you can.” He breathed, shaky elbows forbidding him from participating in his favorite pastime of watching his gleaming penis disappear into his lover’s mouth.

Kyo almost gagged, he’d never felt Yuki so erect. He swallowed, forcing the rat’s length down his throat. Now it was Yuki’s turn to strangle his scream. He choked, gasping for air and fisting the kitty’s sweat drenched hair in his long narrow fingers. He sat up and immediately captured Kyo’s lips from his penis, lapping at his tongue with as much passion he could harness. The kitty pulled away from him, panting as he reached in his drawer for the jar of cream he’d stashed in there earlier. The cat was overtaken by Yuki’s trembling lips, licking and sucking various parts of his body. Kyo smiled. He spooned the sticky gel into his hand and cupped the rat’s erect penis. Yuki jumped, seemingly surprised as his erection was shifted in the kitty’s hand.

“This is what you want, right?” Kyo breathed.

Yuki nodded gratefully, but still looked surprised. He gripped Kyo’s dirty hand wiping the jelly onto his fingers. He stroked Kyo’s erection a couple of times before his creeping fingers teetered on the edge of the cat’s anus. He pressed his fingers in, stroking Kyo’s prostate. The cat shuddered and fell forward. He nipped at the flesh on Yuki’s neck before rolling over and positioning himself on his knees. Yuki knelt behind him, pulling his smooth palms down Kyo’s back and resting them on the kitty’s hips. He pushed into the cat slowly, waiting patiently for his muscles to relax. Kyo strangled his cry of pain… or pleasure, he couldn’t tell the difference. Yuki reached for the KY, coating his hands in it before latching onto the cat’s erection. He writhed, bucking his hips more securely onto the rat in response. He felt the mouse shudder, biting him gently on his shoulder. Yuki withdrew and pressed back into the cat, quickly setting an intense rhythm. Kyo squeezed his eyes shut, trying to hold back the cries that were accumulating in his throat. He felt his knees give way and he fell forward, Yuki followed him to his bed, never losing his pace. Kyo buried his face in his pillow. Never had such raw passion erupted from his system. He shuddered. Yuki was thrusting into him at the perfect angle. He was about to break. He felt one of Yuki’s hands snaking up his side. He grabbed it and pulled it over his mouth, pinching his nose shut with Yuki’s thumb. He couldn’t breathe, but that didn’t matter now. He felt Yuki pick up his pace, trembling through his gyrations.

“Kyo.” He breathed, again biting the boy on his shoulder.

Kyo’s body began to shake, his gut twisting into an unidentifiable lump. He couldn’t hold on much longer.

“I’m going to cum.” Yuki panted.

The kitty nodded and prepared for his own release. The rat grew inside of him. He pressed into Yuki’s hand and bucked his hips. It was time. He let himself go. Yuki’s hand slid to the top of Kyo’s penis to catch his semen as his world shattered into pretty fragments of searing white and gold. Yuki let out a tiny moan as he thrust into the kitty one final time, spilling his seed deep inside him. He released his hand from Kyo’s mouth as he collapsed and regained his breath. Kyo panted heavily, turning his head to collect a kiss.

“And I just showered.” The rat mumbled, smiling into his lover’s kiss.

Kyo smiled stretching as the morning sun sprayed over his body. He looked back over at Yuki, still sleeping soundly beside him. Kyo’s little flashback had an unintentional effect on his body. He blushed realizing his morning wood had become rather painful. Shrugging, he struggled out of his bed. Yuki’s arms ensnared him and held on tighter.

“You’re always gone when I wake up.” The rat mumbled. “Stay.”

Kyo gave the sleepy rat a soft smile. “You’re alert for this early in the morning.”

Yuki groaned and flopped lazily on top of Kyo. He gave the kitty a funny look and peeked under the covers. “So are you.”

Kyo blushed, quickly batting the blankets out of the rat’s hand. “Leave me alone, I just woke up!”

“That is not a morning wood.” Yuki whipped the sheets away exposing Kyo’s fully erect penis.

Kyo crossed his legs. “I… I mean I… hey what are you doing?”

Yuki flopped on his stomach with his knees on the pillow. He crossed his ankles in the air. He pulled Kyo onto his side.

He gave the kitty a sweet smile. “You’ll see.”

Kyo felt himself swoon as he stared into the rats entrancing eyes. Yuki flicked out his tongue, tracing his head with it’s tip. The kitty swooned even more, letting his head crash onto his pillow. He let out a soft moan, rubbing Yuki’s soft buttocks as the rat slowly took his length into his mouth. Kyo smiled, he had an idea. He picked up Yuki’s hips and flipped him onto his side. The kitty offered Yuki a devilish grin for his questioning eyes. He scooted forward, sucking the rat’s half erect stock into his mouth. Yuki shivered as he hardened in Kyo’s mouth. He moaned slightly, sending shivers up Kyo’s spine.

The kitty pulled away. “We don’t have much time before school.” He complained.

Yuki shrugged, making a loud sucking noise for Kyo’s pleasure. The kitty forced Yuki onto his back, mounting him, and suckling his manhood back into his mouth. The rat groaned softly, cupping the kitty’s testicles in one hand. Kyo shuddered, picking up his pace. He thrust faster into the rat’s mouth and bobbed harder on his erection. He felt Yuki’s soft hand sliding up and down his side. The kitty couldn’t hold back his groan. Yuki’s body began to tremble. The rat grasped Kyo’s penis at it’s base with one hand, leaving the other to massage and stimulate his testicles.

“Mmm.” Kyo moaned as quietly as possible.

He licked down Yuki’s shaft, stretching so he could engulf one of his balls into his mouth. Yuki gasped, opening his throat for deeper passage. Kyo felt his legs growing weak as he plunged into Yuki’s throat, marveling somewhere in the back of his mind at the lack of a gag reflex, but there were more important things at hand, or in mouth as the case may be. Yuki turned aside briefly, gasping for breath.

“God Kyo.” He panted, his penis twitching for Kyo’s mouth.

Kyo paused for a moment, reaching down to squeeze Yuki’s hand. Their fingers laced together and they simultaneously resumed their undulations. Kyo bounced his body harder and faster against Yuki. The rat panted, meeting the kitty’s thrusts with his mouth. Kyo could feel his climax fast approaching, and judging by the way Yuki was writhing beneath him he was approaching his as well. Faster, faster still. The cat could feel every inch of contact he shared with Yuki, every sensation was reaching it’s own apogee. Soft skin. Warm mouth. Kyo’s body began to shake violently. He could feel Yuki growing harder in his mouth.

“MMM!” Yuki whimpered, thrusting his hips upward.

Kyo shuddered. ‘Just a little longer…’ he tried to convince his pending eruption.

He bounced as hard as he could until he could feel Yuki’s body quaking with pleasure. He watched Yuki’s toes curl around the sheets as his body rocked with the cat’s. The sensations were overwhelming. He couldn’t stand the sights, the sounds, the tactile euphoria any longer. He strangled his loud cry as the control slipped into oblivion. He plunged into Yuki’s mouth as the semen discharged from within him. Hot, salty liquid filled his throat as his reality melted from the walls. He collapsed to his side, fumbling with Yuki until his head rested upon the rat’s chest.

Yuki let out a contented sigh. “If I wake up like that more often, I might become a morning person.”

Kyo gave the rat an affectionate squeeze. He glanced at the clock and groaned. “We’ve got to get up.” He grumbled, searching his room for his clothes.

Yuki rolled out of bed and onto the floor. He slipped into a pair of Kyo’s jammies, gave the kitty a heartfelt kiss, and snuck noiselessly out of the room. Kyo couldn’t help but smile as he changed. He was so utterly happy. ‘Wow.’ He thought. He didn’t know he could be so fulfilled. He sighed as he traipsed to the bathroom.

“Why are you glowing?” Tohru asked.

Kyo blushed. “I’M NOT GLOWING!” He slammed the door in her face. He sighed, opening it a crack, and peaking out. “Ahh, I… didn’t mean that… I mean… I wasn’t trying to be mean to you…”

“Already causing problems, Kyo?” Yuki asked as he forced his way into the bathroom.

“AHH HELL WITH IT!!!”

Yuki chuckled and bent over the sink to brush his teeth. Kyo felt a sweet smile wash over his lips as he took full stock of the rat. Yuki eyed him through the mirror. He looked confused.

“What?” He mumbled through his foamy toothpaste.

“Oh nothing.” Kyo sighed happily, wondering if Yuki’s fan girls would still drool over him as he drooled over the sink. On the other hand, they might collect it as samples and pass it out to all the members. He shuddered, slipping his arms around the rat and resting his head on his shoulder. “I love you.” He whispered.

Yuki let his head fall gently onto Kyo’s. “I love you too.”

Kyo let out a contented sigh. The rat spit loudly into the sink.

“Way to ruin the moment.”

“What was I supposed to do?” He asked, rinsing his chin with his towel. “Drool all over you?”

Kyo shrugged. Yuki smiled and pretended to wipe his face on the kitty’s shirt.

“GET AWAY FROM ME YOU DAMN RAT, YOU’RE GROSS!” He charged.

Yuki laughed and forced the cat against the wall, pressing in for a hearty kiss. The rat pulled away, still smiling and biting his lip shyly. Kyo felt his breath leave him as he witnessed the laugher dancing through Yuki’s eyes. He wanted to cry.

“God,” he mumbled squeezing the rat to him as tightly as possible. “I’m so happy!”

Yuki moaned softly, snuggling into the kitty’s orange hair. “Me too.”

The week went smoothly, though the creepy fan girls seemed to have a death wish over Kyo’s head. The couple shared numerous intimate liaisons, as one might expect from two blossoming high school boys. Kyo thoroughly enjoyed every ounce of attention he received from his little mouse. They grew closer and closer in some respects, they shared kisses and smiles, something Yuki didn’t do for just anyone. But Kyo could feel a rift forming that he could not bridge. Yuki didn’t trust him. He still didn’t trust him. The rat specifically avoided any conversation about Akito. ‘We’ll worry about him later.’ A discolored Yuki would mumble at the mention of his name.

‘He doesn’t have to worry about that damn Akito, I’ll protect him.’

“I can protect you from him.” Kyo whispered one morning to a sleeping rat. “Why won’t you let me?”

‘I’m going to get hurt. Please be O.K. with that.’

Kyo’s patience was being tried. He realized how hard Yuki was trying to relax, but without his trust could it ever be enough?

Yuki grew more and more anxious as the week progressed.

“What do you have to be nervous about?” The kitty asked. “It’s not like Shishou doesn’t like you.”

Yuki shrugged. “I don’t like confrontation.”

“You can charm a toad. Shishou doesn’t stand a chance.”

“A toad?”

The day of their date with Kazuma finally arrived. Even Kyo was beginning to feel a little anxious as the hours drug by. He sighed as the bell rang for lunch. ‘Finally.’ He thought. ‘This day is taking forever.’ He trudged to his locker in search of his bento. He heard the usual scuffle behind him as some of Yuki’s fan girls followed him around. He sighed again, it had been less than a week since that fateful day he became their ‘Satan,’ and this was already getting old. He snatched his bento from his locker, glared at the girls, then stalked outside to meet the gang.

“Satan!” He heard one of them call.

He sighed and kept going.

“I’m talking to you!” She repeated, catching up to him. “I know the other girls are afraid of you, but I am not! If President Motoko can stand up to you than I can too!”

He gave her a doubtful look and continued outside. “Leave me alone.” He mumbled.

“NO! I won’t! I won’t let you poison my Yuki!”

“Yours?!?” Kyo snapped. He took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. He was about to push through the doors when he felt someone give him a rough shove against the wall. His anger flared. “I SWEAR TO…” Then he realized who it was. “Yuki?” He asked.

The mouse stepped in closer, shifting his hips forward to they pressed against Kyo’s. The kitty’s breath left him. Yuki took a feminine pose, with one hand placed delicately on his hip, elbow protruding backwards into space, and the other draped gently around Kyo’s hips. Somehow though, the rat managed to exude masculinity through his shifted hips and darkened vise. Kyo felt himself beginning to swoon.

“W… wha… what are you doing?” He asked.

The rat gave him a mischievous smile. He seductively leaned into his neck. “Do you think they’re jealous enough yet?” He whispered, nipping his ear lightly.

Yuki pulled away, gave him another devilish smile, then disappeared out the doors. Kyo blinked, staring blankly after him. He looked around at the fan girls. He was sure he could see steam pouring out of their heads. Surprise. Fear. Jealousy. Anger. Rage. He swallowed. The looks they were giving him…

“YOU COME BACK HERE!!!” He called after the rat. He sprinted out of the doors.

“What are you smirking about?” Kyo heard Arisa ask Yuki as he approached them.

“Wait for it…” The mouse replied, turning around.

He smiled as the cat charged him. “WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT ALL ABOUT?!?” Kyo tackled the rat as he burst into laughter. “WHAT!?! ARE YOU TRYING TO GET ME KILLED?!?”

“Kyo… get off!” Yuki sputtered between fits of laughter.

Kyo started punching him lightly in the stomach. “WHAT THE HELL DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING?!?”

“You’re heavy!” He gasped, trying fruitlessly to breathe through his sputtering laughter.

Arisa erupted into a fit of laughter herself. “I don’t know what the hell is going on…” She clutched her side. “But I like it!”

Kyo glared at her. “IT’S NOT FUNNY, YOU DAMN YANKEE!!!”

“Kyo’s afraid of…” Yuki sputtered. “…a bunch of girls!”

“YOU’RE NOT FUNNY EITHER!!!”

“What’s going on?” Asked the approaching Haru. He cocked his head. “Is Yuki laughing?” He asked in disbelief.

Kyo’s anger suddenly faded as he peered down at the writhing rat. He was laughing so hard he couldn’t breathe. He wasn’t even trying to hide his laughter. Not for him, not for Uo or Haru, not even in front of all the confused on lookers who so revered him.

“Get off of me!” Yuki choked, pushing Kyo to the side and trying to catch his breath.

Kyo felt his vise soften as he watched the rat try to regain his composure. ‘He really has changed.’

Yuki sat up, picking the grass from his hair. “I suppose we should go find Miss Honda.”

“You know what…” Haru began. “I’m not even going to ask.”

Yuki started snickering again.

“IT’S NOT FUNNY!!!”

“I don’t even know what happened, and I think it’s funny.” Uo chuckled.

The four of them walked to their usual shady spot behind the school. Kyo was more than cognizant of all of the seething pares of eyes that followed him as he passed.

“What did you do to them Kyo?” Hanajima asked as they sat for lunch.

Kyo glared at Yuki, who started chuckling again.

“I see.” She smiled, latching onto Tohru. “Maybe they’ll leave Tohru alone now.”

The kitty tried to act angry, but all he could see was that image of Yuki, laughing red faced on the ground. He glanced over at the smiling rat. He closed his eyes trying to fight the smile that threatened to ruin his infallible angry glare. ‘Maybe this will work out after all.’ He thought.

The bell finally tolled signaling the end of the day. Kyo sighed. His stomach was a flutter. He caught up with Yuki at his locker.

“Are you ready for this?” He asked.

Yuki gave him an anxious glance.

“I’ll take that as a ‘not really.’”

The rat shrugged. “I know it will be fine.”

Kyo gave him a warm smile. “What time do you think you will be over?”

“Right after the student counsel meeting. I’ll try to get things wrapped up pretty quickly.”

The cat nodded. He peeked around to make sure no one was looking. He gave Yuki a quick peck on the cheek. “Relax.” He whispered.

Yuki pulled the boy in closer, grazing his tongue with his own. His hands snaked seductively down his sides, coming to rest delicately on the kitty’s protruding hips. “Don’t get killed on your way out.”

Kyo gave Yuki the meanest glare he could muster, which of course didn’t survive long in the rat’s sparkling vise. He sighed, gave the rat a chaste farewell kiss, and disappeared down the hallway heart skipping excitedly.

The kitty arrived at the dojo with little complication, though he did receive an insurmountable number of angry glares as he exited the building.

“How’s Yuki?” Shishou asked as Kyo sat pulling off his shoes. The kitty mumbled something about ‘he thinks he‘s so funny’ and ‘trying to get me killed,’ to which Shishou replied, “I guess that means it’s going well.” The older man smiled. “I’m glad.”

Kyo glared at him. “You try fending off his fan club.” He muttered, rustling in his bag for his workout wear.

“Fan club?”

Time ticked by at an unusually slow pace. Kyo finished another round of exercises. He peeked up at the clock and groaned. ‘Training never gets like this.’ He thought. He usually didn’t know where time went. The rattling door distracted Kyo from his punching bag.

“Ah… Yuki!” Kazuma waved. “Would you like to join us today?” He asked.

Yuki gave the man a soft smile. “No thank you, Shishou. I have a lot of work to catch up on.”

“I wish that you would. Kyo needs to spar with someone who’s close to his level. Well, closer to his level than me or Kunimitsu”

The kitty blushed. “I… I mean I don’t think that…”

“Kyo’s passing up on a chance to fight Yuki?” Someone whispered behind him. “Do you think he’s scared?”

“I’M NOT SCARED!” Kyo whipped around. “I’LL FIGHT HIM, AND I’LL WIN TOO…”

“I guess I don’t have a choice now.” Yuki mumbled as he watched the cat go on his ‘this time I’m going to beat him’ tirade. Kazuma handed him a uniform and the rat disappeared.

“HURRY UP RAT BOY!!!” Kyo shouted as Yuki walked around the corner tying his belt. “JUST DON’T CRY WHEN YOU LOSE!!!”

Yuki rolled his eyes. “Ready?”

“I WAS BORN READY!!!”

Kyo lunged at him with a wide punch. Yuki knocked it aside with little effort.

“Oh come on you stupid cat, how slow do you think I am?”

The kitty growled and lunged into a series of attacks, all of which Yuki dodged or blocked without hesitation. Kyo grumbled. ‘I forgot how fast this guy is.’

“Kyo, I know you can fight better than this. Clean up your form.” The mouse huffed as he snatched Kyo’s kick out of the air. The cat swung his other leg to meet Yuki’s face, but the nimble rat grabbled that ankle too and flipped him onto his back.

The cat scrambled to his feet. “Your defense is good, but can you attack me?!?” He charged.

Yuki shrugged, launching some half-hearted attacks. “You have gotten faster.” The rat commented as he blocked a counter.

“QUIT HOLDING BACK!!!”

The rat smiled and plunged into a slightly more serious offensive. Kyo panted heavily as he realized he was losing ground.

“Come on, stupid cat. Counter when I’m off balance.”

Kyo smiled. This was it! He dodged one of Yuki’s punches, grabbed his wrist and pushed him over his leg. Kyo heard the sound of the rat tumbling to the floor. He smiled triumphantly.

“Very good, Yuki.” Kazuma commented.

Kyo’s brow wrinkled. “Huh?” He turned to see Yuki sprawled gracefully about the floor with his outstretched foot suspended only inches from the kitty’s head.

Yuki tapped him with his toes. “Don’t let your guard down.”

Kyo swatted his foot away. “I know that!” He huffed and flopped on the floor next to Yuki.

“You were closer that time.” Yuki smiled. “That was the closest you’ve ever come to a successful counter.”

“Because you told me when to do it.” The kitty pouted.

Kazuma chuckled. “I think that’s enough for today. Why don’t you two go on back to my house? I’ll be home when I finish up some things around here.”

“I’m going to beat you someday.” Kyo muttered.

“I know.” Yuki closed the door behind them as they headed for Kazuma’s house. He smiled and kissed the kitty on the cheek. “And in many ways, you already have.”

When Kazuma arrived at his home, the two boys were sitting on the floor in the living room. The man watched with a gentle smile as Kyo settled comfortably into Yuki’s arms. The rat brushed Kyo’s mop out of his face and gave him a little squeeze. He couldn’t help but sigh at the tender scene before him.

Yuki turned his head. “Hello Shishou.”

Kyo jumped and blushed, immediately sitting upright.

Kazuma chuckled. “I’ll go make some tea.”

The kitty hopped to his feet. “I’ll get it.” He mumbled, still blushing furiously.

“And he thinks I’m bad about not wanting to be touchy in public.” Kyo heard Yuki mumble as he disappeared out the door.

‘This is different!’ Kyo thought. ‘This is embarrassing!’ The kitty could hear the two talking in low voices. ‘I wonder what they’re talking about…’ He wondered. He crept silently back into the hallway.

“Don’t get me wrong Yuki. I don’t doubt the love between you two.” He heard Kazuma speak. “If I ever did, I most certainly don’t now.”

Kyo blushed.

He heard the man sigh. “I just pray that you understand the seriousness of this situation.”

“Of course I do. I’ve tried to… well…” The mouse broke off. “I understand your eagerness to protect him, but he won’t listen.”

‘What the hell are they talking about?’ Kyo began to get angry. ‘And why won’t they talk about this in front of me???’

Shishou laughed. “No, no he won’t.” He sighed again. “I will fight for him. I’ll fight for you too, Yuki, I just need to know that you are willing to do the same.”

“Akito…” The mouse whispered, almost inaudibly. “I’m trying.”

“Your fears of that man are justified, but if you don’t learn to stand up to him, it will be Kyo that will suffer time and time again.”

The loud whistle from the kitchen startled the kitty. He cursed internally, slipping silently back into the kitchen to finish making the tea. When he returned, the two were talking lightheartedly about things around high school. He joined their meaningless banter with a bit of resentment flowing from his heart. ‘Why doesn’t he trust me?’ He wondered, shooting an angry glare at his master, and one at Yuki in turn. ‘Why can’t he confront Yuki in front of me?’ He sighed, ‘then again, Yuki doesn’t trust me either.’

“What’s wrong Kyo?” Yuki asked, gently resting his hand on the cat’s knee. “You seem quiet.”

Kyo shook his head. “Aww… it’s nothing.” He peered into the rat’s concerned eyes, instantly feeling guilty. ‘He loves me, how can I make him worry like this?’ The kitty sighed. “I guess I’m just worn out from training today.”

“Are you sure?” The rat ran his hand along the kitty’s forehead. “You aren’t coming down with something, are you?”

“Nah, I’m fine, just tired.” He replied, swatting Yuki’s hand away. He tried fervently to engage in the rest of the conversation. “I’m tellin’ you Shishou, those girls are evil!” Kyo spat. “I swear their eyes glow when they look at him!”

“You’re exaggerating.”

Kyo shook his head. “No I’m not… and there are so many of them! ‘My my, Yuki is looking lovely today!’” He mocked in a high pitched squeak. “They’re downright scary!” He shivered. “There are even guys in his fan club too!”

Yuki glared at him. “Just one.”

“That we know of…” Kyo muttered. “I think they’re going to kill me.” The kitty sighed, feigning interest was harder than he thought.

The rat peeked outside. “It’s getting dark, Shishou, I will need to pick Miss Honda up from work soon.”

The man nodded. “Are you going too, Kyo?”

The kitty shrugged.

“You might as well, it’s getting late.” He tousled Kyo’s hair. “Call me when you get home safely.”

Kyo nodded, following Yuki out the door.

“I enjoyed our little chat today, Yuki. Please take what I said into serious consideration.”

The rat nodded and started down the road.

“Well…” Kyo demanded.

“Well what?”

“What did he have to say that you’re supposed to consider?”

“Oh…” Yuki sighed. “About… Akito… I know I have to… well I might not be able to…”

“Speak in complete sentences?” The kitty asked.

Yuki glared at him. “Oh, I don’t know. I guess I have a lot of growing up to do.”

The gates to Sohma property closed behind them. Kyo took Yuki’s clammy hand and peered behind him at the ominous structure. He shuddered. “It looks scary at twilight.”

Yuki nodded and turned away from the representation of the one thing that could keep Kyo from him: Sohma. “I hate this family.” He muttered