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Kyo Sohma *Muse*

Art. The only class you really looked forward to. Sure you did well with your other classes, but this one you didn't need to be graded on. You were naturally good at art. You spent every art class drawing whatever came to mind. Whatever muse that happens to inspire you that day. However, you seemed to be a little stuck on some inspiration. You hadn't been really feeling the emotion to produce any kind of good work. For a week now you would draw and crinkle the paper to throw it away. You hadn't produced anything you were proud of. Your last great drawing had been the rain. You were at a bus stop, just searching for inspiration when you saw it. The rain fell down and atop the wall across the street was the shadow of a person. It was well into the night so you chopped it up to your eyes playing tricks in the darkness. The next day at school you drew it just as you imagined. The time before that was a watercolor painting. An orange cat stood as if posing, as it stared at graffiti on the wall. As you stared at it, the orange fur glistening as the setting sun reflected off of it, the cat turned and looked you directly in the eye and from there you painted in class the next day. It was a mural of the cat, looking regal. The art teacher put it in the case in the hallway next to some other creations of the students. The bell rang for the end of class, and school, and you found yourself staring at the watercolor painting. The halls emptied around you and you finally heaved a heavy sigh before leaving yourself. You walked around the neighboring block for about half an hour or so before settling on some food. You ate a burger with a shake and before you knew it, it was late in the evening and the sun would be setting soon. Usually, you would be home watching the sunset, but you took this opportunity to watch it from the field at a nearby park. Before running across the grass you paused, staring at the grass as your eyes noticed a figure. You carefully walked to sit on a bench that was merely a few feet from the figure. You recognized it as Kyo Sohma from school. The two of you were in the same grade so you knew who he was, even if he probably had no clue who you were. He was lying down on his side, facing the bench you were sitting on as the sun began to set behind him. You took this time to pull out your sketchbook and color pencils. You took in the beautiful sight of the sunset radiating off his fiery orange hair and the peaceful look on his sleeping face. As you colored in the details of his black shirt and khaki pants, the grass rustled, to which you ignored, assuming it was the wind. The sun had finally set completely by the time you were finished and were placing your signature in the bottom right corner of the page.

"What do you think you're doing?" a low voice echoed above you.

You jumped back as far as you could on the bench. You hadn't noticed the sleeping Kyo had woken up and was towering over you. The picture lay in your lap and his eyes scanned the picture, his features already set in a frown. You pulled the picture close to your chest, your cheeks a bright pink.

"N-nothing." you stuttered.

Kyo snatched the sketchbook from you, looking at the picture, "Did you just draw this?" You nodded in response, "It's impolite to do this without asking someone. Don't do it again." he said angrily, placing the notebook on the bench and storming off.

The next day at school you couldn't get Kyo out of your head. You wanted to draw him more. Sketch his figure. As you looked through your sketches, you came across the rough sketch of the rain drawing you'd done and as you focused on the shadowed figure, the shape looked oddly familiar. But why? You stared at the sketch through the rest of class and even as you went down the hall. You were so focused you tripped over, or rather into, someone. As you fell, you tried to reach for the person, only to feel hands pushing your back away. You hit the ground with a thud, landing on your side. As you sat up fully, the other person did, staring, or more accurately glaring, at you. Kyo Sohma. Your cheeks turned hot and you scrambled for your things. You picked up your sketchbook and as you looked at the drawing and at the sitting Kyo in front of you, your eyes widened.

"Y-you're... you're the shadow..." you said in amazement.

Kyo only glared more, "What the hell are you talking about? Maybe next time watch where you're going."

"Kyo." called a voice and behind you stood Yuki Sohma. "Oh. (Y/n)-chan. Are you alright?"

You stood up, quickly shoving your things in your bag, "Y-yes. Yuki-kun. It was my fault anyway."

"But that doesn't mean he has to be so rude," Yuki said in his gentle tone.

Kyo stood, dusting himself off, "Wait. Did you say (Y/n)?"

Yuki shook his head, "That is their name. You know that. I told you who she was when you asked about-"

"The cat painting," Kyo said as he stepped closer to said person who stepped back in return.

"T-the what?" you asked, your voice shaky from intimidation.

Kyo pointed down the hall, "Your name is on the picture of the orange cat. Why'd you paint it?"

"B-because..." you paused, taking in a breath as you calmed down, "There was a gorgeous orange cat that I saw and I used it as my muse."

Kyo tilted his head, "Your muse? What's a muse?"

"Like inspiration." Yuki clarified and then the bell rang for class, "I must get going. And so should the two of you," he said before heading down the hall to a classroom.

Kyo no longer held any anger on his face but now he looked curious, "So. You used me as a muse?"

You raised a curious eyebrow, "For the cat?"

Kyo's cheeks turned red either in embarrassment or possibly fear, "W-what? No! I mean yesterday when you were spying on me."

"I wasn't spying on you." you defended.

Kyo just sighed and looked over you, his face blank of emotion as he failed to say anything at all. There was just awkward silence between the pair.

"Well, I should be getting to-" you started to speak.

"Next time just ask. I'd be fine with being your muse I guess." Kyo said as he looked away, his cheeks a light red.

Now your face turned red, "R-really?"

Kyo nodded, "Yeah. You know, I noticed we take most classes together but I never knew your name. I'm Kyo."

"I know..." you said as his cheeks burned brighter.

"Right..." Kyo grumbled, "Whatever. Just tell Yuki if you need me." With that, he began walking down the hall.

You panicked and grabbed his arm, stopping him, "Thanks. For not getting angry and beating me up." you said with a kind smile.

Kyo looked at you, his eyes slightly angry as he leaned next to your ear, his orange hair lightly brushing your cheek as his warm breath tickled your ear, "Don't think this means we're friends or anything. And I don't like hitting people who don't deserve it. I'm just here to inspire you. Like a muse does." He pulled back, brushing his lips against your cheek in a gentle kiss as he turned to walk away, "Maybe that'll inspire you." he called back.

Your cheeks burned bright red as you held your bag tightly, trying not to scream as you hurried for your final class. Art. You had finally gotten out of your rut and got the inspiration that you needed, thanks to your new muse.