Just a short little Tomoyo x Tomoya fic I wanted to throw out. Special thanks to Kiiroi Senko for taking a look at it! :D

DISCLAIMER: If I owned Clannad, you would have heard my shout of joy no matter where you were in the world. You haven't heard it, so obviously I don't. :\

"Do you ever regret it?"

When he asked that softly voiced question, they had been leaning against each other while sitting on the couch, thighs touching with his arm wrapped around her shoulders. Tomoyo's head had been leaning on his shoulder, her eyes closed as she relaxed in his embrace.

It was a question Tomoya wondered about every so often. Not because he wanted to, because it hurt to think that she might regret the time they had spent together, but he did wonder. He never pegged himself to be insecure, but since they'd been in high school this woman had been able to affect him in ways he never thought possible. How strange that those days seemed so far away and so recent all at once!

Even though they were happy, he did wonder if there were regrets she harbored in her mind. Surely there had to be some. While they lived comfortably, he knew that he did not provide as well as others could, as she could probably have done for herself. She was here with him, a simple machine shop worker, when she could very well have been so much more. The future had been open to her; with her intelligence, ability, and determination, anything was possible. Anything could have been hers.

Given this, surely there had to be some regrets?

Slowly, she opened her eyes. Instead of looking at him, she turned a smile instead at the gold band on her finger. Her eyes shimmered gently, an expression of quiet happiness in her crystal-blue gaze as her fingers gently brushed over the ring before twisting it with long familiarity. Tomoya's eyes followed these actions and his smile returned, as did all the memories of their time together so far.

Not all the memories, he knew, were pleasant. Some were memories of sadness. Some were memories of pain.

But above all, there were memories of happy times, memories of when they had been exactly what they were now, had been, and always would be: two fools in love.

And through it all, at the end of each memory was the knowledge that, whether through laughter or tears, sorrow or joy, they had been brought ever closer together.

So she leaned more into his loving embrace, and Tomoya pulled his arm tighter around his wife, enjoying her nearness and the warmth of her against him, his worries put to rest for good. Sensing this, she smiled contentedly and closed her eyes again, her expression the very image of bliss. As she did, Okazaki Tomoyo softly whispered her answer to him.

"No."

Yeah, yeah, I know it's mushy, sue me (no, please don't). Truthfully, this just flowed once I started on the idea. These two are so fun to write. ^_^

I don't find it odd to think that, even after being reunited with Tomoyo at the end of her arc, Tomoya would still harbor some doubts. As to the age of the characters in this one, I leave it up to the reader's imagination, because it pretty much works no matter what. Admittedly, I kinda try to forget the ending of Tomoyo After ever happened in this piece. Well, unless you wanna take a certain view on the alternate take where Tomoyo does NOT get completely screwed over in the end. Have I ever mentioned that I almost went into a fit of rage at the end of Tomoyo After? XD Tomoyo-chan needs more love. :(

Anyways, please leave a review if you've made it this far. Flames will be extinguished (it's getting too hot here anyway), but constructive criticism will be greatly appreciated. Thanks again! :D