For as long as he could remember, Kyo had hated Yuki. Even before he knew him, when he was just "the Rat", Kyo had despised him. That was the way it was supposed to be, and that was the way it would always be. It was a simple relationship in a life where nothing was simple. Kyo's mother had said she loved him, but her actions had showed she was more of afraid of him. His father, who should have loved him too, wished he'd never been born. Kazuma loved him like a father but didn't have the power a father should have had to let his son find happiness. Kagura insisted she loved him without any reason that he could see, and without stopping to consider what he felt in return (fear at this point, and maybe the fondness of familiarity, but not love).
But his feelings for Yuki had always been straightforward. The only person Kyo hated more was Akito, but even the Cat still loved the emperor, and that was mixed up in the hate until it hurt Kyo much more than it ever would Akito. Yuki he hated, pure and simple.
Except that maybe it wasn't that simple because he was currently kissing Yuki, and that wasn't something people normally did to someone they hated, was it? Kyo wasn't great with normal interpersonal relationships, but he was pretty sure of that. You weren't supposed to kiss the person you hated most in the world, and they weren't supposed to kiss you back when they hated you almost as much. Yuki did hate him, right?
It made no sense, but then, nothing had been making a great deal of sense lately. Tohru was gone, but her memories were intact so that she could remember them all but never see them again. Yuki and Kyo were both back at the main house when only one of them was supposed to be there. Kyo wasn't locked away, but neither was he free to leave. Akito was toying with all of them and Kyo hated it. He hated this man—boy, practically—who had so much power over them and he hated this place that had never been his home and he hated Yuki's tongue in his mouth not because it was bad but because it was good and it was Yuki, so it wasn't supposed to be. How had things turned out like this?
Yuki pulled away for a second, his expression almost dazed. "What are we doing?" he asked breathlessly.
"Shut up," Kyo grunted, tugging him forward again. He didn't want to ask that because he already knew it was all wrong and as soon as they stopped he would hate himself on top of everything else, and that might be too much. He'd rather put off thinking for just a little longer.
For once, Yuki did what Kyo told him and abandoned talking for further kissing. Kyo knew it was stupid, knew they'd both regret it afterward, knew that he didn't need this complication when everything was already a mess, but just for a second he forgot that. For one brief moment, he forgot to hate Yuki and thought that, despite the past they had between them, maybe that could be simple too.
Author's Note: As per usual, this is a one-shot. That means there's no more. Really. I'm sorry if anyone finds that disappointing. That's said, thanks for reading. Reviews are always very much appreciated...