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The wind whistled outside the house. Stirring the leaves of the tree, making the little wings of the b;ack and yellow bird, spin faster and faster until it seemed like the bird itself was going to take flight and leave the Sohma household in the wake of its flight.
A young girl, around the age 16 sat up straight in her bed. The gusts of the wind scared her, leaving her wide awake, with nothing but the haunting memories of the storms that she had faced while leaving in her tent all alone. Tohru Sohma was used to it, the storm, the wind, the thunder, but something about this storm seemed diffrent. This storm seemed dangerous. The drops that splattered on the screens of her room, mocked her. So close to getting in, one lttle barrier between her, and the wetness that the storm would bring. A flash of lightening, made her shiver. The glowing, eerie blue light, cast shadows in her room.
A roll of thunder, sent Tohru out of her bed, and onto the floor, a scream erupting from her pale throat, and coming out of her rosy pink lips. She quickly covered her mouth, fearing to wake those that slumbered in the same house. A shudder went down her spine, as a drop of sweat fell from her forehead, she wiped it away.
Standing, she stretched slightly, afraid to stretch to much, and attract the storms wrath, as though the storm was a person, that was watching her move, waiting for her to mess up.
In a room not far from Tohrus a young man sprang up in his bed. Her scream hadn't awoken him though. He was already awake from the sounds that the storm made. Her scream, offer, had frightened him. Chilled him to the bone, like nothing else could. Her scream was full of fear, the spine tingling, horror movie, the monsters have gotten me scream. He knew it well, he had done it often, suffering through the life that he had led the past 16 years.
He crept out of his room, grabbing a robe off the back off his door as he went. Quiet as a mouse, he snuck off to Tohrus room, hoping to ease her pain, and comfort her.
Pulling back the screen, the first thing he saw, was a tiny figure, hunched in a corner, small, pitiful whimpers coming from her mouth. Her face paler then normal, and somehow she was soaking wet. A few drops fell on his head, and he looked up to see a hole in the ceiling, and he mentally cursed. The repair job had obviously failed, and was soaking the entire room.
Tohrus light pibk pajamas were now a see through, and he fought the urge to shudder with delight. He walked over to her, carefully sitting next to her. She looked up at him, her brown eyes full of fear, and on the brink of tears. She was trying to fight it, he could tell. She was fighting to be brave.
"Don't cry, I'm here," His voice, was low, full of concern. "It's alright now."
Tohrus brown eyes met his purpleish eyes. "Thank you, Yuki-San."
He simply nodded, and comforted her as much as he could, as much as the curse would allow. He leaned over, looking deep into those chocolate orbs, and kissed her forehead, a simple, soothing kiss. A slight smile crossed her lips.
Leaning into him, but not hugging him, Tohru closed her eyes. Soon her small chest was moving up and down with the signs of slumber.
Yuki looked out the window, the storm was passing, and behing the last moving grey cloud, the sun shone, and a rainbow danced upon the early morning sky. He looked down at the young girl who was cuddled near him, and a true smile spread across his lips, matching the golden rays that stretched across the sky.
Leaning close to her ear, he softly whispered, "My sun, my sky, my rainbow."