A ray of sunshine crossed across softly closed eyes, long lashes laying against pale cheeks. Torrhu blinked her eyes a few times, rolling over to peek out the window. Birds were chirping in the yard, the wind playfully swaying the branches of the trees that stood across from her window. Sitting up on an elbow, her eyes fell to a single daffodil, resting against her pillow. Its stem still seeped slightly, its fresh green fragrance finally reaching her nose. Smiling, she picked up the blossom and brought it to her face, happiness sparking in her heart. Looking around the room, she didn't see any evidence of someone coming in…just the little flower.
Hopping out of bed, she hurriedly dressed, tying her hair back so that she could go and make breakfast. With renewed energy, she practically skipped down stairs, the flower placed in a glass of water on her bed side table.
Kyo put a palm to his face in irritation as he stopped his morning jog, leaning against the trunk of an oak. He sighed to himself, tugging his tank down over the bare spot of abdomen he always seemed to have despite his best efforts. He hadn't apologized yet for running out on dinner. Watching Toorhu last night, he'd come up with a million things to say when he'd see her, about how her cooking was amazing and how he loved to be able to share meals and things with her. But this morning, it had all sounded so stupid to him that he'd just left her a flower. A stupid flower… How idiotic could you get? She deserved way better. Taking up his running again, he jogged on through the wooded area, the dust from the path rising up behind him.
Yuki buttoned his shirt, staring off into space. He could hear the sounds of Toorhu working in the kitchen, up early as usual. He hadn't heard anything smash yet, so he assumed the cat was out doing something, and Shigure would most likely have his nose buried in the morning paper by now. Running a hand through unruly hair, he left his room, walking downstairs. Today is the day… Turning into the kitchen, he smiled as Toorhu hummed a little tune to herself, stirring something that smelled delicious in a big pan. She seemed happy today. Walking up behind her, he ran gentle fingers along her arm, smiling down at her. Torrhu jumped, so into her cooking that she hadn't noticed his arrival. Turning to him, she grinned.
"Good Morning, Yuki! I hope that you slept well." He nodded, noticing just how much food she was cooking. They must be expecting someone… "I slept fine." He was already so close. All he had to do was lean in a little closer and he'd be able to touch her lips with his! Okay..steady Yuki…
The silver haired boy held Toorhu's wrist in a hand, the other came up of its own accord, brushing a few strands of hair back from her face, a thumb running across her lower lip lovingly. Torrhu stood stock still, a blush creeping across her cheeks, her eyes fluttering closed as Yuki leaned in closer. "Toorhu, I love--"
"Little brother! Are you in the kitchen?" Yuki cringed. Toorhu jumped back half a foot, eyes wide as Aya made his way into the kitchen. "There you are little brother! I just had to see you today." Aya's voice grated on Yuki's nerves like nails on a chalk board. Rubbing a hand over his face, he turned to Toorhu, giving her a quick smile before turning his attention back to his obnoxious older brother."
"What are you doing here?" His eyes flashed slightly as Torrhu turned back to her pan to keep the contents from burning. "Well, Shigure told me about his new story, and curious little me, I just had to come over. That, and to check on my sweet baby brother's progress with his lady." Yuki rolled his eyes, wrapping a hand around a handful of long silver hair, forcibly tugging Aya from the room. "Good morning Princess!" Aya's sing- song greeting made Torrhu giggle as she transferred the food to plates.
Breakfast went as usual for the Sohma house, even with the addition of their extra guest. Shigure seemed rather laid back, laughing and chatting with Aya about the good old days, the two flirting so much that Yuki had to glare at Shigure to keep him from embarrassing poor Toorhu. Kyo had tromped in late as usual, his sarcastic comments at Aya's arrival bouncing off the man in its normality. Torrhu would smile at all the little exchanges, serving tea around the table to the snake's loud praise.
A hand slipped under the table, taking her fingers in its own, rubbing a thumb over her knuckles lightly. Blinking in surprise, she turned, Yuki's eyes looking into hers. Turning back to the rest of the table, she thought she saw a wink from Shigure, a pen running across a napkin as he spoke with his old friend.
Was it just her or was something going on here?