World don't stop just because I'm in a bad mood.

c1: the start of change will always feel like a stumble

a/n: first off the title is from the song 'change' by nf i feel it's fitting.

second the summary sucks i know.

third i'm not gonna lie this entire fic is just me wanting kyo to get some redemption and understanding, and a happy ending lol.

and as for updates. they will be slow dude. like slow as hell. slower then slow. slow as in- you get the point. anyway i present story :3 enjoy i guess! sorry if it's way too ooc, my characterization of Kyo might be a little off.

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Kyo isn't someone who puts much thought into the unchangeable, if he can't change it why bother?

That doesn't mean he won't fight things, he's stubborn, headstrong when he wants to be, when he has to be. You don't get anywhere past what he has without some sense of relentless fight in your bones, at least he thinks so.

And while most things go over his head, he's far too aware of more than he'll ever let on. He just can't be bothered to get hung up on anyone else's shit when he has his own to deal with.

That being said, the point is he doesn't worry about anyone else, not really anyway, when he's never had time to.

But he's in the middle of eating dinner when he thinks maybe he should have- maybe he should have worried about anyone other than himself— because he sort of just chokes. Not on his food or anything, but he might as well because his heart is twisting, and there's an undeniable throat closing, wet, burning urge, to cry. Right at the table.

The stupid rat's stupid brother is blabbing away, something about his quote unquote thriving youthful days, spinning whatever happened into some awful parody of what is it... Shakespeare? Or something stupid like that.  

Tohru's put her entire focus into listening like it's the most interesting thing in the world, eyes wide, food forgotten on the table. And the stupid rat himself, who's- well he's opted to rolling his eyes every other sentence, seemingly have lost his appetite too. Either from the snake's unceasing blabber or his presence alone. Maybe both.

Shigure's either somewhere napping or at the main house, he can never be sure where that man is or what he's up to. It's a semi, mostly typical evening really. The snake comes by occasionally, so it isn't all that surprising but it isn't a regular thing either.

He'd just been doing his best to zone it out ineffectively, might he add, and the only one really eating apparently, when the graduation is brought up. 

"My, my doesn't time just fly by. The end of the school year is right around the corner, it's only a few months away, before graduation and then..." he trails off cryptically, before slamming his hands down on the table. 

"Boom ! Adulthood." Tohru jumps actually startled.

"Fear not my dearest brother, for I will shield you... "

A few months. Just a few more months and then—

"... from the terror of growing up... "

He's going to be locked away and nobody even cares. Nobody- 

"...oh, to be that young again... wild and free as they say."

Free? How is he-

He really is just someone they tolerate, isn't he? He's rude, pissed off, and quick to blame anyone but himself. And to think half of his time is spent fighting with someone who, when he just stops and thinks about it, he barely even knows.