The night wore on as Kyo ran through the forest, searching. "Tohru!" He looked around, frantically. "Tohru, where are you? I'm sorry, Tohru, I shouldn't have yelled!"
His lungs burned and his energy was running low. "Tohru! C'mon! Can you hear me?" His foot hooked around an uprooted tree. He hit the ground, hard, air painfully exiting his lungs. He knew he should rest, but she was out there. Somewhere. The memories flooded back.
"Miss Honda, who was that boy you were walking with?" Yuki set his chopsticks down gracefully and rested his cheek on his hand.
"Um… just a friend, Yuki-kun," Tohru said nervously, picking at a suddenly-interesting string hanging off of her sleeve. Shigure almost missed the barely perceptible blush that flooded her cheeks. But writers pride themselves on not missing a thing.
"Why, Tohru. It seems he is much more than that," Shigure winked at her. "So who is the lucky boy?"
Yuki and Shigure leaned forward, while Kyo was fuming.
"His name is Minoka Ie. Ie-kun. And he's just a friend."
"The way you say that leads me to think otherwise, Miss Honda," Yuki smirked.
"When did you meet?"
"Is he a good person?"
"Where were you walking?"
"Has he taken you on any dates?"
The two guys threw questions at her like gossiping teenage girls.
"Enough!" Kyo slammed his hand on the table, startling everyone around him. He stood up quickly, hiding his eyes with his bangs, and stalked out. But not before throwing his uneaten food into the trash. This was a slap in the face to Tohru, an insult. Tohru tried to recover and smiled weakly. The men were aware of her fake smile. Tohru picked up her food (also uneaten) and threw it into the trash. "Dinner wasn't that great tonight, guys. I'll order takeout for you," she rounded the corner, but not before stopping at the doorway. "Sorry." She whispered.