OK, this is a Yuki x Kyou fic! Yay!

Warning~ Shounen ai, and it's sappy. And my first fanfic ever. T_T Hn. I can't write. Be afraid of cliche romance-ness. Be very afraid.

** I'm sorry if you don't like this pairing. I understand why people don't, cause I really didn't get the shounen ai vibe from their relationship in the series. (Although, I admit, I desperately tried to find hints of it.) It's too bad though~ they're *so* cute together! Remember Tohru's 'vision' of Yuki and Kyou as friends? It was just too adorable! ^_^ **

Disclaimer: ~I don't own Fruits Basket~



Chapter One: Bad Day

'Damn that Hatori. All right, Akito wanted a picture of Kyou and me. It's even ok that we were together... but why couldn't he wait until I wasn't wearing a *dress*!?' Yuki sighed. He was frustrated. But, even though he wanted to blame his bad mood on Hatori, there were other things bothering him. He was annoyed at the upperclassmen for making him wear a dress. Upset with himself, for wearing it. Aggravated that Momiji had caused such a problem in front of his classmates. The list went on. The whole day had been a blow to his masculinity, and thinking about it only gave him a headache. Even tending his garden didn't help. 'Oh, well. Might as well find something else to distract me. Wonder what the baka neko is up to?' Standing up, he walked towards the house. On the way, he wondered why he had thought of Kyou first. He was only looking for a distraction. Why not Tohru, or even Shigure? Well, anyway. A fight with Kyou might be just the thing to get his mind off his troubles.

Inside, Yuki found Tohru cooking. 'Sukiyaki.' It was okay, not one of his favorite meals. 'Well, I guess it could be worse.' Maybe his day would take a turn for the better.

Soon it was time for dinner. Tohru, noticing Yuki's mood, tried to cheer him up with pleasant conversation; Kyou was busy eating; Shigure, being his usual self, babbled inanely about... something, to which no one paid attention. Yuki just sat there. He didn't feel like eating, so he looked around the room instead. Tohru was talking. She always seemed so... happy. Always. He wondered if that was a good thing. He looked at Kyou, who yawned.