A/N: Welcome to my very first Fanfiction! I hope you like. Me and my friend Savi were thinking about this one for a while, and I thought I'd see what I could piece together.

Reviews: I'm not going to whine for reviews, but I'm an insane perfectionist, so I would really like some. I appreciate flames as well. Even if they don't make sense, it's still fun to read them. So please review, and I hope you enjoy!

Also, I want everyone to know this-I have NOT finished reading the manga yet, so I go off of the Anime! I may switch back and forth for different stories, but never will I mix anime/manga together in one story. And I'll let you know at the beginning of each one how it'll turn out.

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-Shigure-

I snuck into Kyo's room, a face-splitting grin cut into my face. I couldn't wait to tell Ayame about all the fun he'd missed by not coming! I stepped as lightly as I could over the carpeted floor, resulting in little thuds and creaking noises, that I hoped Kyo's keen hearing wouldn't catch. That was the last thing I needed-another beating from Kyo.

I stopped, the smiling dying on my lips as Kyo stirred slightly. My breath hitched in my throat and I clutched the plastic bag in my hand tighter. I was suddenly aware of every nerve in my body, and I could feel every inch of my yukata that touched my skin.

After a few seconds, Kyo settled down, but I stayed still a moment longer out of caution. If Kyo woke up, there would be no escaping to the safe haven that was my study. He'd have me beaten bloody in five minutes.

Okay, maybe two.

I continued on to the closet where Kyo kept his clothes. I opened it as silently as I could before reaching into the plastic bag that was clutched in my fist. I pinched a bit of the ground up leaves and sprinkled it on the hanging clothes, making sure to get it on all the collars.

I walked over to Kyo's bed and sprinkled a little of the substance on his pillow, being careful not to get it on his person.

When I was finished, there was still alot of the stuff left, so I added one more coat to his clothes before leaving his room. I snuck back to my room and put the stuff in my drawer, where Kyo wasn't likely to search for it. He didn't have much reason to bother looking through my things.

Kyo had been getting incredibly irritable with the way it was pouring buckets outside. He could barely bring himself to leave his room, let alone the house. So I figured: Hey, why not give him something to cheer him up a bit?

And what do all cats go for, no matter what?

Catnip.

-Still Shigure-

I woke this morning to the sounds of Tohru downstairs preparing breakfast. I stood up and put on my fresh yukata, tying the obi especially slow. I just wasn't ready to get up yet! Why was I so tired? Did I stay up late...?

My eyes snapped open as I gasped, realizing why I was so tired. The catnip experiment! I rushed out of my room, trying to be quiet as I padded down the hall. I had to work hard to suppress the giggle that threatened to escape my lips.

When I reached Kyo's room, I couldn't wait to see, so I just opened the door. What I saw almost made me burst out laughing.

Kyo was unconciously rubbing his head up and down on his pillow, eyes closed in sleep and content. Well, I guess it worked.

"Kyo!" I sing-songed. "Time to get up and stop cuddling your pillow!" Okay I couldn't resist that one. He made it too easy! Okay, well technically I made it too easy by supplying the catnip, but still.

His eyes opened quickly and he stopped moving his head on the pillow as soon as he was concious enough to realize what he was doing. The furious blush that rose on his face was reward enough alone for my sneaking into his room, which was extremely risky in itself.

"What the hell are you doing in my room!" Kyo hollered, throwing a nearby book at me. I ducked out of the room just in time. I heard him mutter "Damn dog!" as I closed the door.

I chuckled as I went downstairs for breakfast. "What is my little flower preparing for this morning?" I asked loudly as I entered. I really didn't need to, because I could smell the beef stew and miso soup.

Tohru, however, jumped at my voice, almost tipping over the pot of soup.

"Shigure!" she exclaimed, putting a hand on her chest. "You startled me!" She smiled brightly. "It's beef stew and miso soup today, with some salmon onigiri on the side. Kyo hasn't been feeling very well, so I hoped serving something he likes might make him fell a little better."

At that moment, Yuki stumbled down from the stairs, his hair covering his eyes. Tohru greeted him cheerily, either unaware of or ignoring the fact that he was still half asleep. He made his way silently to the dining room, groaning a bit in response. A few seconds later, a thud followed quickly by a light snore announced that Yuki was officially passed out on the table.

Tohru looked concerned for a moment before getting right back up and putting together a few table settings for breakfast. She carried them into the dining room and I gave a slight chuckle as I watched her scuttle about.

She's so cute when she's like that, I thought. Hmm; she was very good at it too. Maybe she should get a job as a waitress or something. She'd probably be better as a waitress than a maid. During the small amount of silence as Tohru put together the fourth and last table setting, I made a less-than-inconspicuous announcement.

"I'm going to go and see what is keeping our friend Kyo this morning." I declared. I walked out of the kitchen, heading upstairs. I tried to brace myself for whatever I would find, but once again all of that flew right out the window the second I opened Kyo's bedroom door.

All his clothes were spread in a pile, and some strewn carelessly across the room. It looked like Kyo had torn his closet apart! But what was really funny was Kyo himself.

He was in the midst of the pile, rolling around, his eyes glazed over. His moaned contentedly as he flopped back and forth against the clothes. I burst out laughing, causing Kyo to jump up, already in a fighting stance. It was as if he had forgotten the show he was just putting on completely.

If I didn't see the blush creeping up his neck, I would've lept down the stairs and burst into the dining room to, well, hide behind Tohru. It's not like I don't care if Tohru gets hurt, God, no. It's just that Kyo wouldn't dream of even accidentally hurting her, so it wasn't like he was going to go through her to get to me.

He let out a growl and lunged at me. "Get out!" he said. Just before I jumped away from his door, I caught sight of the tomato-like blush that furiously burned away at his whole face. I giggled as I walked downstairs. Tohru and Yuki were sitting at the table, and Yuki was barely awake as he monotonely ate his rice.

Tohru looked at me in concern. "Is Kyo alright?" she asked. "He's not sick is he?"

I shook my head, lazily waving it off. "He's just getting dressed. He's a bit slower than usual though, because of the rain." I sat down to breakfast next to Tohru, and dug into my beef stew. Tohru was an excellent cook.

"Once again, I am in heaven!" I declared melodramatically. Tohru blushed hotly. "My darling little flower's beef stew is as impeccable as ever! Oh how I wish that Ayaa was here to share-" I was about to say "it" when Kyo came in, slapping me hard in the back of the head.

"Finish that sentance and I'll take you down," he said, seriously. I threw my gaze down, knowing that I had blackmail material to use should the need arise. I hmphed and we continued the rest of our meal in silence. I couldn't help but notice that Kyo squirmed a little more and rubbed his arms against the table in his long-sleeved uniform more often than normal.

He's trying to rub the catnip into his skin, I thought with a mental chuckle. I smiled knowingly, ignoring a now awake Yuki's questioning gaze.

Breakfast was unofficially deemed "over" when Yuki and Tohru began clearing plates and dishes from the table. Finally, it was just me and Kyo, sitting there.

"Hey," he finally said, looking down so that his hair covered his eyes. "Whatever you did, don't do it again. If you do, you'll be sorry." I smiled and gave a little chuckle as Kyo stormed out of the room, probably on the verge of a breakdown. Or rather "blow up".

They left for school about ten minutes later, Kyo still fuming. Tohru chatted happily as they walked out the door.

I waited and made sure they were definately away from the house before rushing over to the phone. I almost tripped because of my yukata getting tangled around my feet, but I scrambled up and continued anyways. I dialed the number I'd memorized from years of use. The phone picked up on the third ring.

"Hello, this is Ayame!" came the regally laid-back voice.

"Oh, Ayaa!" I exclaimed melodramatically. "I have the most hilarious story to tell you!"