Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Love lies in the darkest places ❯ The Cat Came Back ( Chapter 4 )

Chapter 4

Saturdays. To a normal, happy person, Saturday, would be their favourite day.

The day that they have no work, school, and the day they can sit at home with their family and be happy.

Me?

I fucking hate Saturdays. It's the day I have no where to go, so I'm stuck here all day, my eyes watching as Yuki, my beloved Yuki, as he wanders after that bitch Torhu, his beautiful eyes filled with love for her.

But not for me.

Never for fucking me.

So I get up, and look for something in this house that might pass for breakfast. Walking into the kitchen, my eyes glazed with sleep.

I just want to stay out of everyone's way today; I'm not in the fucking mood to put up with Shigure, or anyone for that matter.

That's when my day goes down the drain, when it's just started.

I walk into a solid person. Great. It's early, why the fuck is someone up at this hour? Isn't this Saturday of all fucking days? And that's when I hear it. That damn fucking voice, sealing the rest of my day as a bad fucking day.

"Watch it you Baka!" what the fuck is HE doing here anyway? Red eyes and orange hair are what greet me when I glance up.

Oh fucking great, Kyo.

The great fucking Kyo.

The amazing fucking pain in my ass.

What have I fucking done to deserve him in my life right now? I'm sure killing Ritsu isn't worth this kind of fucking treatment. I mean its not like killing Ritsu was a bad thing. I should be getting fucking a gold medal for killing him. He was worthless and annoying anyway.

I resist the urge to slam Kyo into the wall, and smear his brains.

Instead I just give him the finger and move on; after all he doesn't live here anymore. He went off and hid like a little bitch, in the mountains again. Now he's most likely back to challenge my Yuki to another fight.

How pathetic can someone fucking get?

He just sneers at me, but doesn't say anything.

Good maybe my days going to be good after all. Maybe he'll leave, and I can sit around, and figure out a way to kill Torhu, while getting my Yuki.

Yea like that's fucking likely.

Him and me never got along, and I don't fucking like him. Not one bit. If I had my way, then he'd be where Ritsu is right now.

Under a pile of dirt, buried and rotting away, only useful for feeding maggots and worms.

I smile at the thought, glancing over to him. He doesn't see me; he's too busy bitching. Yet again. I wonder if he's gotten stronger. Then again he could just like getting beat up by Yuki. Maybe it fucking turns him on or something.

Then my thoughts are broken, as Yuki stumbles into the kitchen.

His hairs messy, his eyes glazed over with sleep. He yawns and I feel my skin itch.

Itch to throw him down and fuck him until he screams. Rather with pleasure or pain. At this moment I'm not too fussy which. Though he never gets to see the lust that's burning in my eyes, because as soon as he sees Kyo he stops.

Great not only to I have to compete with Yuki's fucking ever-growing fan club; I have to compete for attention from the one person that hates him as much as I do.

I open my mouth to speak, when I'm cut off.

"Damn rat"

Yuki turns his back to Kyo before they start, their yelling, screaming fighting, and bitching.

And all the time, I'm just there.

Ignored, in the background.

Not noticed yet again, by the fucking person that means they most to me.

Just standing there, my eyes never leaving his face, body, so fucking forgotten, as he pays more attention to the person that hates him. As I stand there wishing it was me smashing up that sweet face of his. Wishing that it were me that was giving Yuki that look of pain, of anger. Wishing it was me that marked his beautiful face, with red sweet blood.

Instead it was him. I hate him.

Asshole.

And to think, all I wanted was a fucking good morning when I had first seen Yuki.

I should never have killed Ritsu.

I should have killed Kyo instead.

I glare at him, my eyes shooting daggers at him. Yet he just sits there, acting like he's a fucking victim. His arms crossed, eyes closed. Yuki sits near him, glaring at him.

And once again, I'm just ignored.

Shigure walks into the room, happy as ever. He stops and looks at Kyo. Instantly his eyes dart around his house, to see the damage. For once, it's clean. Then again he can't see the kitchen.

He spreads his arms wide. "Ah Kyo I see your back" The cat just glares at him and Shigure just smiles.

Nothing seems to upset that smiling dickhead.

Except if you mess up his fucking house. Though I don't see why he gets so worked up, his room is worse then anything Yuki and Kyo could do.

Shigure takes a seat, pulling out one of those dumb ass books he writes. All that soft porn crap.

Just as she enters the room.

Torhu.

All eyes turn to her. Mine, burning with a deep loathing that she cant see.

And Yuki's.

Yuki's eyes filled with that soft glow of light, as he gets up, that small smile gracing his lips.

The lips I so want to see.

Screaming out my name.

I inwardly wince my eyes burning with even more loathing. Remember how those perfect lips, Yuki's lips, where pressed against hers. That disgusting bitch.

Hate. God I want to kill her. And him.

I want to slaughter her. Rip her skin off the smiling face. Peel it away from her as blood pours down my hands. Thick sweet blood. Rip her eyes out, and squeeze them until they pop in my hands. Shove my hands into her chest, and rip out her heart. So she knows how it feels.

And make him watch. Make Yuki watch as I destroy the only person he's loved. The person he wants forever. Watch me destroy and kill her. Just like he's down to me.

Yuki….

You don't even notice that my knuckles are white, clutching the table, because it's the only thing stopping me from murdering her.

Don't notice my eyes burning, my teeth clenching, grinding them together, so hard they might break. Feeling them cut into my cheek in my mouth, the taste of mood filling it.

Don't notice my heart slowly shattering, breaking, like someone stabbing me with hot needles.

I looked away, as he took her hands in his, as he sat down. Had to fucking look anyway accept on him. Had to stop my heart from slowly dieing. I turned my gaze to Kyo. I'd rather stare at him, then see my Yuki, touch that whore.

His eyes where wide, burning. Bleeding, as his broken heart, bled though his eyes.

Looking at her.

He turned his gaze to me, and for a moment, one fucking moment, it was like my own emotions where looking back at me. Hurt, anger, and hate. So much hate. Murdering bloodletting hate. And love. Fucking heart shattering, love.

He loved her.

Just like I love my Yuki.

But I loved him more. Kyo would never know the limits of my love. He would never die for her, live for her, or kill for her. Oh but I would. I would kill for my Yuki.

And Torhu was on the top of my list.

Then the spell was broken. As Torhu was smiling, saying hello to Kyo. And I was ignored again, as Yuki sat their watching his love, with shining eyes.

Eyes that should be on me.

Eyes that should be filled with as much pain as I felt as this moment.

Eyes that should have been begging me, filled with tears.

I removed my hands from the table, standing up, and walking outside.

And No one noticed as I walked outside the moon full, and then into the darkness of the tree's.

No one noticed, as I knelt down, in a spot, not so far away from the house, among the tree's.

No one noticed as I moved some dirt away, reviling soft hair. The smell of dead, lingering there as I moved the soil. No one noticed as I cleared away the dirt from the remains of Ritsu.

No one noticed as I smiled at it, touched that dead rotting cheek stroking the dead grey skin, and placed a kiss on that forehead, whispering soon my Yuki as I did.

No one noticed that I buried him back up, and walked inside, dirt stains on my hands.

But I was wrong.

Someone did noticed. And their eyes followed me, as I went up the stairs, that small smirk of my face.

Oh…they noticed. They noticed.