Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Sick Of Secrets ❯ The Winner Takes It All ( Chapter 9 )

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Sick Of Secrets ch.9
All characters are (c) Natsuki Takaya
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SICK OF SECRETS ch.9

KYO


"I’m just gonna skip breakfast today..." Kyo murmured while turning over in his bed. There was no way in hell I'm going downstairs where he is...
Someone knocked on my door. I should just pretend to be asleep.
"Kyo?" Tohru whispered. I stayed silent. Hoping she would leave me alone.
"Are you feeling okay?"
"What?!" I yelled aggravated.
"U-umm... I was, uh, just seeing if you were feeling good...umm... do you want me to take your temperature?"
"Go away."
"Right! I'm sorry!" I heard her walk down the stairs.



I don't wanna talkAbout the things we've gone throughThough it's hurting meNow it's historyI've played all my cardsAnd that's what you've done tooNothing more to sayNo more ace to play


They should just give up... I don’t ever want to leave my room again... I heard more footsteps, this time coming up the stairs. My door slid open. I think it was Haru. I couldn’t make out the image for my cover was over my face. Whoever it is... they better leave.
"Kyo. Get up." It was Haru.
"Fuck off."
"You can’t sleep forever..."
"Watch me."
"Kyo!" He walked towards my bed and sat down next to me. "I don’t like you like this..."
"I don’t like you period."
"Oh, come on." He patted my shoulder. "You know I care about you... that's why I came up here."
"When are you leaving?" I pushed him off my shoulder.
"Soon, soon. But until then... I wanted to talk to you. It's important." His voice became more serious. I just know this was going to lead to what happened last night. I'm not ready to confront it-- just yet.
I heard a car pull in.


The winner takes it allThe loser standing smallBeside the victoryThat's her destiny



"I'm sorry..."
"Huh?" I poked up from my sheltered bed.
"I know you were uncomfortable with me sleeping over last night..." He paused. "But... I want you to know... there’s nothing going on between me and him." He looked sad. He covered his eyes with his hair and averted his face. Was he going to cry?
"Are you okay?" I asked, not really caring either way.
"No."
"Haru! Ha'ri's here to pick you up!" Shigure called from downstairs.
"Okay!" Hatsuharu replied. "I’m going now. See ya later." He got up and trudged towards the door. "It was nice seeing you again." He shut the door.



I was in your armsThinking I belonged thereI figured it made senseBuilding me a fenceBuilding me a homeThinking I'd be strong thereBut I was a foolPlaying by the rules


What is up his ass? Why did he look so solemn? Was he actually going to cry? For some reason, I really wanted to find out. I got up, put my school uniform in a backpack, and threw some clothes on and ran out the door. I practically flew down the stairs.
"Where are you going?" Shigure asked.
"I’m going with Haru. I won’t be home tonight." I ran out the door.


The gods may throw a diceTheir minds as cold as iceAnd someone way down hereLoses someone dearThe winner takes it allThe loser has to fallIt's simple and it's plainWhy should I complain.



Hatori's car was already slowly pulling out of the yard. I ran to catch up and banged on Haru's window.
"Open the door!"
"Kyo?" Haru opened the door, car still moving. I slid in and slammed the door.
"Would it kill you to stop the car?!" I yelled up front.
"Your so reckless, Kyo." Hatori sighed.
"Kyo, what are you doing?"
"I’m not staying in that house tonight." Haru looked kind of happy.
"Yay! Slumber party!" Haru sang jokingly.
"Whatever..."


But tell me does she kissLike I used to kiss you?Does it feel the sameWhen she calls your name?Somewhere deep insideYou must know I miss youBut what can I sayRules must be obeyed


We pulled up to the main house. I hate this place. Everything about it, the scent, the look, the sounds, everything-- reminds me of haunting memories that are better off forgotten.
"What made you want o come here, anyway?" Haru asked.
"Just... " I paused," No reason." I stepped out of the car.
I followed Haru to his room and set my bag on his bed. He gestured me to take a seat at his coffee table in the center of his room. I did so.
"Can I ask you something?" Haru looked down at his feet; hair covering his face.
"Okay."
"Have you ever been in love?"
I thought about it for a while. I don’t know how to answer that. I've been having these feelings that some might consider affections but... I'm not sure if thats what I really feel.
"I’m not sure."


The judges will decideThe likes of me abideSpectators of the showAlways staying lowThe game is on againA lover or a friendA big thing or a smallThe winner takes it all

"Let's do something fun tonight!" Haru gleed.
"Like what?" What could we possibly do tonight?
"Let's get down on the town!" He laughed, striking a pose.
"Huh?"
"Rock 'n Roll all night, and party everyday!!"
"Make sense, will you?"
"Let's go out!!" He yelled, slapping my head.
"Why didn’t you say that in the first place?!"
"I did..."
"Alright. Fine. Let's go." I started walking out, anxious to leave his boring chamber. He grabbed my shoulder.
"Hold it right there, kitty-kitty", he smirked evilly.
"What?"


I don't wanna talkIf it makes you feel sadAnd I understandYou've come to shake my handI apologizeIf it makes you feel badSeeing me so tenseNo self-confidenceBut you seeThe winner takes it allThe winner takes it all...


"Kyo... You look fucking awesome, man!" He grinned.
I wore a black long-sleeved shirt that had "You Mess With The Cat You Get The Claws" written in red on it. I had really baggy black pants with chains, and a spiked choker.
Haru wore a short sleeved black shirt that had said "Smile. It confuses people", fishnet shirt under that, an upside-down pentagram neckless,and baggy black with purple seamed pants.
He stood in front of his mirror while applying eyeliner to his eyes. I never saw a man put on make-up before... Then again, it is Haru I'm talking about. He turned to me.
"Come here."
"I’m not putting that shit on." I crossed my arms.
"Aw, come on. You'll look hot." He grabbed me and shoved me against a wall. He started putting it on me. I felt his warm breath on my face as he concentrated on my eyes.
"There. All finished."
I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked... good. I actually liked it. I’m not saying it's something I'd want to pursue in the future... it's just good to know that I have options. These clothes were really comfortable.
"Okay! Let's go have some fun!"


Authors Note:
Hello everyone. I wrote this chapter in like 3 hours. From beginning to end. I feel proud of myself. Because I really wanted to get a new chapter out for this story since I created a new one that’s taking a lot of my time. So, I'm happy I had time to work on this. My other story is pretty much well in demand. Haha. I had the nicest review for What I Love About You. They said it was there most favorite Furuba fic they ever read, and she read a lot of them. It made my inspired to type more. Thank you to EVERYONE who actually enjoys reading my stories. It helps so much.





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