Like a Switch
Chapter EighteenYuki practically slammed the sliding door closed as he tried to completely comprehend what he had just witnessed. Then slowly he opened it back up so that he could see for himself. The peace that had befallen those on the bed as they slept had been disturbed by him slamming the door. Yuki watched in a sort of fascinated horror as you groaned in your sleep and tucked your head against Momiji's even further. The half German member of their family shifted as he tried to tuck himself closer to you, trying to keep himself from falling off the bed. Yuki had suspected that Momiji had joined you as you napped. The thing that bothered him the most was that he wasn't the only one.
From behind you, holding you possessively as he pressed himself against the cold wall, was Kyo. The stupid cat had a hold of you as though that was only natural. Yuki gritted his teeth, a hair's breadth from gnashing them together. He watched as Kyo woke up slowly at first then as he sensed his surroundings reality kicked in faster. Or at least what he thought was reality.
"What the hell?" Kyo practically hissed as he let go of you and sat up. His eyes locked with Yuki's and he bristled even further. "What the hell are you doing in my room? Was it your sick idea of a joke to stick the girl and the brat in here?"
"Quiet," Yuki hissed our as he saw that you were waking up despite how you struggled to stay asleep. "For your information, you're in my room, in my bed. As if I would ever willingly step into your room."
Kyo opened his mouth as he tried to process reality. It didn't seem like he was doing a very good job, at least not from Yuki's perspective. But then again, Yuki was a bit biased when Kyo was involved. The fact that he was still near you was bad enough, the notion that he was in his bed made it even worse.
"What the hell am I doing in here?" Kyo asked aggravatedly.
That was exactly the question that Yuki would like answered. Unfortunately it didn't seem like he was going to get a response any time soon. In fact, with the way that Kyo's eyes were darting about and the way that he mouth turned down into a heavy frown, Yuki was willing to bet that Kyo was in no position to tell him. He didn't seem to understand what happened himself.
"Could you be any louder?" Yuki hissed out.
Just because he wanted Kyo out of his room didn't mean that he wanted to wake you up. Yuki didn't know what had happened at your work but apparently it had done damage. Enough damage that Momiji or yourself had called Hatori for a check up. That alone was cause for concern.
What he couldn't figure out was how it happened. It wasn't like you worked a dangerous job...riske, Yes, but not dangerous. And he definitely couldn't understand why Hatori had brought you to their house. Did he think you needed to be watched over? Was there something wrong with you that no one had told him? That would have been a mistake - out of everyone in the house, save for Miss Honda, he was the most responsible one at the house. He should know why you were left in their care. But he didn't."What are you so concerned about rat boy? That she'll wake up? News flash- that's not the end of the world. Now why don't you explain why I'm in your bed with these two?"
"How am I supposed to know?" Yuki tossed back at him.
That seemed to fluster the orange haired boy. Kyo didn't really have any responses to throw back at Yuki. So he settled for making frustrated sounds as he managed to get off of Yuki's bed without moving you too much. He got the distinct feeling that Yuki was likely to break his neck if that happened. And while he wanted to beat the rat to prove that he was better, Kyo knew there was one time that he should never try that - when Yuki was waking up. Seeing as how concerned he was about you being woke up it sort of felt like the same kind of situation.
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Like a Switch [Fruits Basket]
FanfictionEveryone knows that things in nature must maintain a balance; every yang must have it's yin. That's where you come into the picture. You were a part of the curse as well but you are their respite from transformation. You can touch them in any way an...