Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket. I do, however, own a particularly tasty basket of fruits.
A/N: Okay, so this is a short two-shot I wrote in honor of fall. This chapter is Kyoru and the next chapter is Yukichi. I hope you like it and please, please review! Reviews encourage me to write more!
Orange
-Kyo-
Kyo and Tohru lay side-by-side on the roof, both of them completely silent as they each mused over their own thoughts.
Kyo's arms were folded behind his head and his eyes were closed as a peaceful expression settled over his face. The only thoughts currently occupying Kyo's head at the moment all revolved around the girl that lie beside him. Tohru.
"Kyo-kun, can I ask you a question?" Tohru asked uncertainly, breaking the silence.
Kyo peeked his eyes open a bit in order to glance at her quickly. Unlike Kyo, her arms were resting on her chest, her fingers intertwined. Her eyes were wide open, and were currently gazing distantly up at the blue, cloudless sky and the swirling red and orange autumn leaves.
Kyo closed his eyes again. "Mm-hm," he replied, his thoughts already beginning to stray back to Tohru.
"What's your favorite color?"
"Pink," he murmured absently, not fully realizing at first what he had just said. Then, after a few seconds of stunned silence had passed, Kyo's eyes flew wide open in shock and he sat up abruptly. Tohru, however, remained unmoving, the only change being a look of slight surprise in her eyes.
"Really?" she said, "I never would've guessed, Kyo-kun."
Kyo gaped at her slightly, 'How do I explain this?' he thought.
"I mean—I just…it's not like—you know!—I don't—argh!—I don't like to wear it or anything! And I don't particularly like pink stuff! It's just I, uh, only said that because…" 'I was thinking of you.'
Tohru giggled, "It's okay Kyo-kun. I get it…I think."
"I highly doubt it," Kyo mumbled, more to himself than anyone else.
Several minutes of awkward silence passed between them before Kyo finally broke the silence.
"So…um—what's your favorite color?" he asked.
Tohru thoughtfully pondered the question over in silence for a few minutes, rather than saying the first thing that came to her mind, like Kyo had.
Kyo watched her, fascinated, as she continued to stare dreamily up at the red, orange, and yellow leaves that rained down upon them.
"Well…" Tohru said slowly, carefully, "right now, I really love fall—with all its cool weather, crisp winds, blue skies, pretty leaves—so I guess I'd have to say…" Tohru turned her head so she faced Kyo, her eyes gazing at his orange hair and amber eyes thoughtfully, "orange," she said finally.
Kyo's eyes widened in amazement. 'No way,' he thought to himself hurriedly, 'That could never mean that. I'm sure she doesn't mean that. It doesn't me she likes me back. There's no way it could ever mean that.'
Tohru, on the other hand, didn't trouble herself with what she had said at all. She already knew of her own feelings towards Kyo, and she'd already accepted them. She knew the real reason behind her liking the color orange, and she was okay with it. Comfortable with it, even.
Tohru yawned slightly and stretched her stiff arms out in front of her. Then she shifted her position slightly, and carefully moved herself over, closer to where Kyo was, so that their bodies were touching and she leaned into his side ever so slightly.
Kyo's chaotic thoughts all came to a sudden halt at the contact. He glanced over at Tohru, his eyes huge with shock. But Tohru's eyes were closed now; a peaceful expression graced her features. Kyo's expression immediately softened at the sight and he forced himself to relax and just to enjoy the moment for now. With all his crazy relatives constantly hanging around, who knew when he would get an opportunity like this again?
So Kyo leaned over and place a gentle kiss on Tohru's forehead, who was seemingly sleeping. The he lied himself back down beside her, completely relaxed. Unseen by him, Tohru smiled slightly.
'Maybe…' he thought as he was drifting on the edge of sleep, 'Maybe there was a chance…maybe it was possible that Tohru loved him too.'
