Author's Note:
Hmkay, I've never done this before, and I hate to do it now, but I'm not going to post the next chapter until I have at least ten reviews. I feel silly writing a story that doesn't get any reviews. I have enough Oneshots that don't have any, and it takes a lot of effort to write this stuff, I want some feedback. So, once that review count gets to ten, I'll post chapter two. Agreed? Great.
Here's your motivation to press that little purpley –blue button:
Tohru, for the third time that day, dropped all of the packages she was holding. "Married?!" She was shrieking, hair practically standing on end, throwing her arms out in front of her, "but that's great! When? What day? Oh, you'll need a caterer, and decorations, and –"
Haru reached out and put his hands on her shoulders, forcing her to stop, and look him in the eyes, his piercing stare calming her down immediately. "Tohru. Listen to me. We've got it all worked out. But that's not why we're here. Well, not right now, anyway. There's something you need to know. About Kyo."