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Chapter 3

When Kyou saw Haru sitting on his front porch, his first instinct was to slip back into the house as quietly as possible and pretend not to exist. Haru heard him before he could execute this plan, and said, "Go away."

Kyou thought he had better do just that. They hadn't spoken since the incident in the tree. In fact, Haru hadn't said a word to anyone, except, of course, "Go away." However, Kyou's poor judgement and soft spot for Haru caused him to take a seat next to the white haired boy.

"Didn't you hear me, cat? I said, go away."

"I heard you. But I really think that... we should..." Haru stood and walked away from Kyou. "Haru, wait a second. I just wanted...You need to talk to someone."

Haru turned around. "Who? You? What? Are you going to get treed again, you hentai cat?"

"You are just as guilty as me, Haru! You stayed as quiet as you could so you could watch." Kyou felt heat rising on his face. This wasn't the conversation he had in mind.

"So what if I did?" Haru turned back to the road. "It was... it was my last chance to see..." Kyou watched as Haru's head dropped. "I hate you, Kyou."

Kyou shook his head. "What has that got to do with anything?" He approached Haru. "I just donant ant to see you loose your temper."

Haru stood still for a long moment, his back still to Kyou. Then, he let out a horrified sound, and collapsed into Kyou's arms. "I just can't... I can't see them, I can't go on without... I just can't...." Haru sobbed, clinging to Kyou like a lifeline. This wasn't really the conversation that Kyou had in mind either.

Kyou held Haru for a long time, and eventually Haru stopped sob, an, and just cried silently. Kyou had never seen Haru this emotional. Usually the cow would just break something, or someone, and be done with it. Kyou had really been prepared for a broken nose or something, not a shirt wet with tears.

"Let's go wash your face." Kyou said. His mother had always said that when he cried as a child, and he couldn't really think of anything else to say. Haru nodded, though, and let himself be led into the house.

Kyou said a silent prayer that Shigure was actually working, or if not, then doing something that would distract him from coming to investigate what Kyou and Haru were doing. His prayer was answered, and they crept slowly down the hall to the bathroom.

As Kyou ran warm water over a washcloth, on on on the toilet in silence. When Kyou turned to him and offered the washcloth, he took it and said, "Aren't you going crazy, watching them together eveay?ay?"

It wasn't that Kyou hadn't thought about this question, it was just that he hadn't arrived at an answer. "On the one hand, I'm happy for them. I care for both of them very much, and it's obvious that they are happy." He cast his eyes to the floor as Haru rubbed his face with the cloth. "On the other hand, I want to spill Yuki's blood every time I see him." Kyou sighed. "I guess it hurts so much because they don't even know that they are doing it. Neither one of them has any idea how I feel."

"Doesn't that upset you?" Haru asked.

Kyou took the washcloth back. "Not really. I mean, I should have told Yuki, I guess. I could have..." Kyou stopped. "It's pretty much my fault that I missed my chance." He thought of the look on Tohru's face when she thought of Yuki. "Not I e I ever really had much of a chance."

Haru stood. In the small bathroom, the boys were nearly toe to toe. Kyou looked down at the floor. "Kyou, uh..." Haru put out his hand, as if to touch Kyou, but stopped it in mid-air. "Thanks. I had better go."

"Yeah.ou sou said, feeling like a blanket made of regret was smothering him.

Haru hesitated, then put his arms around Kyou, meaning to thank him. Kyou lost control of his tears when Haru touched him, and found his body shaking with his own sobs. Haru held him, letting him get it out just as Kyou had done for him.

When the sobbing was done, and they both jusood ood there, tears seeping down each of their faces, Kyou found that he didn't want to let go of Haru. He had felt so very alone in the past week, and Haru, he felt, was the only person that understood the pain that he felt. His closeness made Kyou feel that it was somehow more okay to feel the way he did.

Haru seemed to feel the same way, as his embrace was still firm. Kyou closed his eyes and rested his forehead on Haru's shoulder.

Unknowingly, he turned his head to Haru's neck. Haru hugged him closer, and Kyou let him.

Kyou didn't know which one of them started the kiss, but Kyou broke it. "Haru... Haru, no."

Haru's face was hurt for just a moment, but then went stony. "You're right." He pulled away from Kyou. "I want to leave before Yuki and Tohru get here."

Kyou let his arms drop to his sides. He breifly toyed with the idea of telling Haru that they had both gone to the main house to present themselves and they were staying the night, but pushed it away. Haru wanted an excuse to leave. Kyou thought it better if he let him have it.

Haru looked at Kyou for a second, then left the room. Kyou stood against the sink for a moment, then wetted his own cloth to wash his face.

"Haru kissed you?" Yuki asked, rapt in Kyou's story again.

"Well, yes. That was sort of the point of that part of the story." Kyou watched Yuki fidget for a second, but chose to ignore it. "As I was saying..."

Kyou awoke in a cold sweat. He had been dreaming about the night in the woods, only he had jumpown own out of the tree and was having a lovely time fondling Tohru while Haru went down on him, all the while Yuki sat in a corner with his thumb in his mouth, saying "I'll tell Akito! I'll tell Akito!"

Kyou looked around his room, and when he found no sign of Akito, he relaxed back his his bed. It took Kyou himself a moment to relizat wat was strange about that dream, but by the time he figured it out, he was asleep again.

The next morning, Shigure approached him after they had eaten breakfast. "Kyou, I need for you to run an errend for me." Kyou eyed the lovebirds still sitting at the table, breakfast forgotten.

"I'll do it. What is it?"

"Oh! Good! I need you to drop off this box of books to Ayame's shop. He's going to sell them for m

Kyou looked at the lable on the box. "Shinichi's Secret Prayer. More of your smut?"

Shigure looked hurt. "I have to pay the rent, Kyou-kun."

Kyou rolled his eyes, but took the box. "You don't pay rent, Shigure."

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Kyou put the books down on the counter and was fully ready to just turn around and walk back out without a word, but Ayame caught him. "Kyou-kun! Wait just a second!" Ayame came out from behind the counter and took Kyou's arm. "Shigure wanted me to talk to you about something."

It was probably the image of Tohru and Yuki at the kitchen table that kept Kyou from yanking his arm from Ayame's grip and leaving the store, but he allowed himself to be led to the couch in the back room. Ayame sat down primly, and Kyou sat across from him, puzzled. "What did you want?"

"Well..." Ayame thought for a second. "Shigure saw you and Haru in the bathroom last night." Ayame looked sheepish and shrank away from Kyou, as if the younger man might hurt him.

Kyou didn't hurt Ayame though. Instead he turned bright red and looked at the floor. He had put the moment out of his mind, but it had just been waiting to be let it. Confusion filled Kyou.

"Ah... it was your first time kissing a boy?"

"I don't want to talk to you about this, Ayame. I don't really want to talk to anyone about it. I'm not gay." Kyou felt heat rising to his ears, and clenched his hands in his lap.

"Well... Okay." Ayame said, and seemed okay with dropping it. Kyou swung a frustrated look at the older man.

"I'm not."

"Okay." Ayame shrugged, but didn't move from his seat.

Kyou's heart pounded as he thought about the kiss again. He had liked it, but it wasn't life changing or anything. It was just a kiss. "Maybe that's the problem." He muttered allowed.

"What? Not being gay is the problem?" Ayame leaned in to Kyou again.

"No. The problem is that I didn't hate it. I liked it..." He looked up at Ayame. "What does that mean?"

Ayame laughed a little. "It means he's not a bad kisser."

Kyou frowned. "No. What does it mean about my sexuality?"

Ayame laughed harder. "It's not like a disease or a disorder. You can't just pee on a stick and if it's pink, you're gay."

"What?"

"Nevermind. Look. The first time I kissed a boy I liked it. The first time I kissed a girl, I turned into a snake and her memories had to be erased. It's not that I didn't like kissing girls. It just wasn't really an option when I was a member of the cursed zodiac, you know?" Ayame sighed. "So, I don't know what I am. Am I gay? Am I strait? Who knows? Who cares? It's all fun. So what does the sex of the person you are kissing matter, as long as you care about the person?"

Kyou didn't say anything. Ayame got up from the couch with a shrug. "If you like Haru, you like him. If you don't, you don't. It doesn't matter that he is a boy, okay? It doesn't matter."

Kyou left the shop thinking he was probably more confused than before.

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