KEY: Italics: thought

It was a bright Saturday morning. Tohru had already started her daily chores. Yuki silently watched from his window at the beautiful young girl hanging clothes in the shimmering light. He jerked his vision away for a brief moment to notice Kyo approaching in her direction. He seemed shy…

Kyo silently stepped towards Tohru. Before he even could say anything, she looked up at him and smiled.

"Kyo-san! Would you like to help me hang the clothes?"

She smiled her sweet tight-lipped smile that would make him tingle. He couldn't open his mouth. All he could do was nod his head. He stooped to pick up a shirt and began hanging clothes… next to her.. He wondered silently to himself if she felt the same way about him as he did about her. His thoughts wavered to the pure bliss he had only imagined a few nights ago on the roof. As he picked up a pair of pants, he remembered every move, every thing said in that wonderful dream.

"Kyo-san. I… I think…"

"Please. No more of this formality."

"Right. Kyo-s, Kyo, I think…"

"Tohru, I love ---."

His daydream was interrupted when that damn rat stalked near. He cast a hard glare at him and hoped, just hoped he wouldn't take her away…

Yuki knew what Kyo was thinking.

He was afraid that Yuki would take Tohru-sanF