Yukito tossed and turned in his bed, unable to get to sleep. He'd thought that after his little encounter with the king, grief would have left him to cry to sleep. Instead, it kept him awake, unable to keep his mind off the last kiss he'd shared with Touya...or the turbulent feelings he'd seen in those dark eyes.
Touya....there's something wrong with you, isn't there? Something more than Sakura's travelling. Oh To-Ya....what is it? Do you even know it yourself?
He was just managing to drift off, when he sat bolt upright in bed, his heart coming to his mouth as he felt a silent scream of agony uttered in Touya's voice, and cried out as a wave of pure grief and anger crashed through him. Holding his head, Yukito gave a whimper, tears beginning to flood down his cheeks.
No! The old High Priest swore to me! He said that I'd never feel emotions like this again! He placed a bond on me and Touya, to stop this ever happ....oh no, Touya.....why's our bond broken? How come I can feel these emotions that aren't mine once more?!
Hearing a knock on his door, Yukito managed to roll out of bed, quickly trying to will the feelings away, and was satisfied to find he'd managed to reduce them to a mere ache in his head. Swinging open his door, Yukito froze, staring at the person who stood there.
"Mula." He whispered.
