Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Dark Prince ❯ Chapter 7

Dark Prince

 

 

 

Chapter Seven

 

 

 

Yuki caught Tohru before she collapsed to the floor. He picked her up effortlessly, pushing the door closed with his foot as he walked inside the house. He barely gave the place a cursory glance as he headed upstairs to Tohru's room. He was more concerned about Tohru than the house he hadn't seen in two years.

 

He entered the room and headed straight for the bed near the rear wall adorned with a pink bedspread. He laid her down gently, a worried expression on his smooth face. He hadn't expected this sort of reaction from her. Shock, maybe. Or even a little anger, but not fainting.

 

He sat on the edge of the bed, smoothing the hair back off her forehead. It had been a long time since he'd seen her up close like this. Against his better judgment, he let his fingertips skim over her features, lingering over the curve of her lips.

 

She was beautiful, yes, but it went deeper than that. It was something that radiated from within her. Yuki found himself inexplicably drawn to her, his eyes trained on her lips. He wanted so badly to kiss her, to taste that sweetness that was surely Tohru herself.

 

`Don't do it! She'll only cause you more pain!'

 

Yuki ignored the voice, telling himself that he deserved at least this small consolation. She may belong to Kyo now, but for this moment, he would take what should have been his.

 

He was mere inches from her lips, his hair falling forward to caress her smooth cheeks. Just one kiss and then he would leave…

 

His lips descended upon hers softly, the first touch tentative. He'd fantasized about kissing her so many times, wondering what it would be like. No fantasy could ever compare to the real thing. Her lips were softer than silk, sweeter than the nectar of the gods.

 

Were these the same thoughts Kyo had every time he kissed her?

 

Yuki drew back slowly, disturbed. Why had he done that? He'd worked so hard to become immune to Tohru's innocent charm, but…here he was practically molesting her as she slept.

 

With sudden realization, Yuki quickly rose to his feet. He had to get out of there before…

 

“Yu…ki?”

 

The softly whispered name made him cringe inwardly. He took a deep breath before meeting Tohru's astonished gaze.

 

“It is you!” She exclaimed. Before Yuki had time to respond, Tohru launched herself from the bed and threw her arms around his neck.

 

“I knew you would come back, I knew it! Everyone said you wouldn't, b-but I…I…”

 

Yuki was surprised to feel tears soaking through his shirt. She was crying because of…him. He stood there, confused, as Tohru clung to him, her hands fisting in his shirt.

 

“I-I missed…”

 

“How are you feeling?” Yuki interrupted, trying to keep his tone neutral. Tohru leaned back, her face registering surprise. “Huh?”

 

“You fainted,” he reminded her, a small smile on his face. She was still the same Tohru, as oblivious as always. A bright smile lit her face as she waved her hands at him.

 

“Oh, that! I'm fine. Promise!” She said, putting her hand over her heart. Yuki's eyes followed the gesture, noticing something catching the light. He lifted his hand and touched the small charm that hung on the gold chain, his expression blank.

 

Tohru looked down at Yuki's hand, her heart suddenly picking up speed. She didn't know why, but she felt she owed him an explanation.

 

“It was a graduation -”

 

“I have to go.”

 

Tohru watched, speechless, as Yuki turned abruptly and left the room. Once she got over her shock, she hurried after him, catching him before he opened the front door. She grabbed his shirtsleeve, forcing him to stop his retreat.

 

“Yuki, please don't go!” She pleaded. He kept his back turned to her, his body stiff. He was afraid of turning around, afraid of breaking down. He knew he shouldn't have come here, but he couldn't stay away. She still had a hold over him. He shook his head slowly.

 

“I can't stay,” he said, a note of finality in his tone. Tohru bit her lip, trying not to cry out of sheer frustration. She finally got what she'd wished for all this time, only to have it snatched away.

 

“But this is your home,” she said softly. Yuki smirked, yanking his arm from her grasp. “Not anymore,” he said, opening the door and shutting it firmly behind him. Tohru stared at the door, torn. Did he really mean what he said, that this was no longer home to him or did he say it because of…

 

With determined resolve, she flung open the door and ran out into the night, following after Yuki's quickly disappearing form. She wouldn't let him slip away again.

 

“Yuki!” She screamed, feeling hot tears spill down her cheeks, blurring her vision as she ran. He stopped and turned, his beautiful face illuminated in the moonlight.

 

Everything Tohru had ever wanted to tell him, everything she'd ever wanted him to know ran through her head. She wanted to tell him now, right at this moment, but she felt her feelings for Yuki were so much more than words could ever express.

 

She came to a stumbling halt when she finally caught up to him, her breathing labored. He stood staring at her, his eyes betraying nothing. Tohru felt awkward, as if she were just meeting him for the first time. Who was this cold man standing there? Where was the kind, generous boy she'd grown to love?

 

`He's there…he's hiding, but he's still there.'

 

Taking a step forward, Tohru reached up, her hands lightly cupping his cheeks. Gray eyes widened in surprise as she leaned up, sealing her emotions with a kiss.

 

Tohru felt as if the world suddenly stood still, holding its breath. She'd dreamed of doing this for so long, wanting to show Yuki how much he meant to her. Nothing else mattered at the moment.

 

She felt him respond to her kiss, his mouth slanting over her own, taking control. Tohru could do nothing but melt against him, her hands moving down to grip his shoulders. This kiss was so much different from the one she'd shared with Kyo. Although she'd felt a tingle of excitement when Kyo had first kissed her, it was a mere flicker compared to the inferno Yuki ignited inside her.

 

Her body seemed to communicate with his, leaning into him, their bodies meshing together as if they were created to be a perfect fit. His hands moved down to her hips, holding her tightly against him. Tohru suddenly felt a yearning building inside her, a yearning for more. The feeling elicited both fear and excitement.

 

A small moan slipped from her lips, unbidden. The sound filtered through Yuki's lust-filled mind and he immediately ended the kiss, taking a step away from the enticing creature before him. She stared at him, her lips slightly parted. Yuki stifled a groan. Sunshine was nothing compared to moonlight when it shined down on Tohru. Her flawless ivory skin gleamed in the pale light, as if she were sculpted from the finest porcelain. Her lips, so deliciously swollen from his kiss, beckoned him to take them again, to show her again what it was like to be thoroughly kissed.

 

“Go home now,” Yuki ground out, his eyes two narrow slits. Tohru gasped, not understanding why he was treating her this way.

 

“Yuki, did I do something wrong?” She asked, her voice small. Before he could stop himself, Yuki reached out and ripped the thin chain from her neck.

 

“No,” he sneered, letting the necklace fall to the ground. “You didn't.” He turned away from her and started walking slowly back toward town. Tohru watched him go, her expression a mixture of confusion and hurt.

 

`What happened to you, Yuki?'

 

She knelt and picked up the necklace, clutching it tightly in her hand. The joy she'd felt earlier upon seeing Yuki was gone, leaving her cold. She'd been so happy to see him, to hold him…hold him…

 

Tohru frowned, realizing something she'd failed to notice before. She'd been so excited and relieved to see him that she'd completely overlooked something important, something that worried her.

 

After waking up and seeing him, Tohru had immediately embraced him…and nothing had happened. Yuki should have transformed upon contact, but he hadn't.

 

“Why?” Tohru whispered, looking out into the darkness, searching for answers only one person could give her.