Kyo rolled out of bed, stretching into the sheets and knuckling his eyes. He blinked a few times before the smell of breakfast registered in his mind. That got him moving.
He stuffed his legs into pants and hobbled down the hallway while pulling them up. He ran both hands through his hair, inevitably making it worse. He rounded the corner and there she was, wearing an oversized tanktop and slippers, hair braided down her back. He was so distracted by her that he stubbed his toe on the floor lip leading into the kitchen, and grunted.
She startled, turning around just in time for him to clumsily collide with her. His attempt at gracefully kissing her failed miserably when his nose slammed into her forehead.
Together they collected their balance. She laughed, stroking his cheek and giving a very deliberate, "Good morning."
Kyo kissed her forehead and grumbled - turning to get some juice.
"Did you squeeze this today?" He asked, taking another shot.
Tohru beamed and nodded, "I've been up an hour or so. I didn't want to start on any major cleaning and wake you up, so I did some kitchen chores and worked in the garden a bit. The strawberries are coming in nicely!"
"You're amazing. And perky. How are you always so perky?"
She shrugged, "I guess I'm just happy."
She dished him a plate and they sat to eat. He was always impressed with how she organized a plate – a small thing to notice and appreciate, but she was good at presentation.
"I had that dream again," she said, making eye contact with her bacon.
"Mm?" Kyo grunted, delicately avoiding the topic. She didn't catch on.
"Yeah, only this time he was wearing black. But the rest looked the same – silver hair, purple eyes. So familiar, but I don't think I've met anyone like that. I would remember someone like that…"
Kyo just stared on.
"Anyway, I don't remember much else, except he was wearing black and standing in all the doorways I passed. And it was winter."
Kyo got up to clean his plate. "Weird, maybe you recognize him from a commercial or something but don't realize it. I'll be back around 7 – do you need anything from the grocery store? I can stop there on my way home tonight."
"Just some more leeks and rice would be nice. And more oranges," She half-smiled, still pondering any lingering thoughts about her dream.
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"You know everyone will be here in a few weeks. You know they have to come and that they'll need to see me, right? Then they'll know."
A hand slapped his face so hard he bit his lip. He sucked in the blood and spat it into the dark space in front of him.
"Yes. They'll be here. But as you said, not for a few weeks. We still have time – don't worry."
A rumbling laugh filled the empty black space, which seemed to grow, and grow, and grow . . .