Here's the latest chapter of the story! Tohru is still 8 weeks along since it's still the same day.

Just as Tohru was about to step foot into the classroom, Yuki placed his hand on her shoulder.

"Maybe we should just wait, Honda-san. We could announce this another time."

"It'll be fine, Yuki-kun," said the Onigiri whilst fixing up her disheveled appearance. Yuki's gentle grey eyes peered at the brunette's face-her usually clear skin was blotchy and red from crying and her eyes were a murky blue rather than a clear cerulean.

"Are you sure about this? You're not in the greatest condition right now and I think that going in there will only make you and the babies more stressed."

Tohru forced a slight smile. "We'll be alright. As a mother, I should be able to withstand some harsh words to protect my children. I'm sure there will be worse things to come in the future as a young parent, and this moment will be training for the future. Right, Yuki-kun?"

The rat zodiac gave a reassuring smile to the rice ball, and let go of her arm. "You're right, Honda-san. Thank you for teaching me yet another valuable lesson to learn as a parent."

The two entered the chatter-filled classroom as if nothing was happening.

"Hey, look! It's Tohru-kun," announced a girl, pointing towards the door way. The entire class turned around to see the rice ball, who looked unaffected by the intense stares. The attention then shifted to the handsome boy, who looked as calm as Tohru.

The rice ball and rat made their way back to their desks, acting as if nothing strange was going on, despite the heavy silence that weighed down on them. Tohru wasn't sure how long she could keep up the facade, but she was trying her hardest not to cave in.

When the rice ball reached her desk, she saw her desk covered in scribbles of profanity and hurtful comments. She felt her face heat up, but ignored the vulgar markings and sat down.

Kyo watched as the brunette, red-faced and humiliated, sat in the seat. He felt his blood boil at the thought of Tohru being the victim of this helpless situation. I have to help her, thought the cat, his sharp amber eyes never losing sight of the brunette for even a second.

Not a peep had been heard since Tohru and Yuki had entered the room and it made the air feel even more uncomfortable than it had been before. Some students couldn't bring themselves to accuse the rice ball of her sin (as the PYFC girls put it) because of how frail the brunette had looked when she stepped into the room. Other students were too enraged to even speak.

Kyo ran his fingers through his orange locks and stood up. "Tohru, switch seats with me."

Tohru abruptly turned her head towards his direction, surprised by the sudden calling of her name. When she saw Kyo, her surprise was quickly replaced by relief.

"S-sorry, but what did you say?" questioned Tohru, her voice quiet and shaking. She was slowly losing her once relaxed composure.

Kyo sighed and walked over to Tohru's desk. He grasped her arm and softly pulled her out of the seat, quickly sitting in the spot before Tohru could protest.

"Eh?! Kyo-kun, what are you doing?" The rice ball grabbed his built arm and tugged in vain. He wouldn't budge from the seat. "You don't have to do this for me," said the rice ball quietly.

The cat rubbed his temples, his eyes closed in annoyance. "Just sit in my seat, it's not a big deal."

Tohru cringed at his icy words and sat at Kyo's desk without question. She blushed at Kyo's effort in kindness and silently thanked him. Kyo-kun must have been extremely embarrassed to do that for me... He really is a person I'm very grateful to, thought the brunette.

During the seat exchange, quiet murmurs echoed throughout the room, each voice questioning the relationship between Tohru and Kyo.

"Maybe Sohma Kyo is the dad."

"No way! We all know Yu-"

"Don't you dare mention his name or else I'll-"

"Do you think Kyo would be reckless enough to, y'know?"

"How could Honda-san fall for someone as mean as him?"

Meanwhile, a student in the corner had a spine-chilling grin on his face. This student was none other than Chiba Kosuke, the school rebel. He was enjoying every second of the drama.

"It's been a long time since something fun has happened in this school," muttered Kosuke, chuckling under his breath. He pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and a black pocket lighter. He drew the cigarette to his mouth and lit the end, sucking in the fumes. He had been caught a countless number of times, but they didn't stop him from bending a couple of rules.

Kosuke leaned back in his chair and smoothly placed his legs on his desk. He brought the cigarette to his mouth again, briefly glancing at the rice ball on the opposite side of the room. His onyx eyes met Tohru's dull blues. She glanced away first in a hasty manner. Kosuke chuckled, smoke dancing out of his mouth as he did so.

"Time to shake things up, I guess. This'll be fun," mumbled Kosuke. He turned to Tohru. "Honda, I'm sure you're aware of this, but the class is dying to know what the hell's going on here." The class became silent at the sound of Kosuke's husky voice. Each student was restless in his or her seat.

The rice ball fiddled with her hands and couldn't bring herself to look up from her hands.

She took a shaky breath and started to speak in a quivering voice. "T-the rumor that I'm pr-pregnant is true."

Everyone was silenced. Only wide-eyed stares and raised eyebrows were the response to this new truth. However, Kosuke had anticipated this moment.

"Well, damn, Honda," said the rebel, his eyes glinting with a devilish desire for trouble. "I guess you get around, huh?"

"Shut your damn mouth, Chiba," Kyo interjected. The flames lit up in his eyes were evident to anyone in within a ten-mile radius of the cat zodiac. "Don't associate Tohru with your kind."

Kosuke raised his brows in surprise and a smirk emerged from his attractive face. "You're really protective of her, aren't ya, Kyon Kyon? Does that mean you're the one who knocked her up?" Kosuke turned to the awfully quiet rat zodiac whose eyes were locked on his desk surface. "Or maybe it's the class rep."

The class carefully listened for the rice ball's response. The PYFC girls in particular were anxiously awaiting for some sort of confirmation that Yuki was definitely not the father.

The brunette prepared herself for what she was about to say. How could she tell them that she didn't know? Her image was already tainted by the rumors and she didn't want to worsen it further by leaving the father a mystery.

I'll be okay... I just have to tell the truth. Watch over me, Mom.

Tohru, gaining more confidence, raised her head to face the students and opened her mouth to speak. "The truth is-"

"It's me."

Several students gasped. Tohru could feel the blood rush to her face.

"Prince Yuki?! PLEASE TELL ME YOU'RE KIDDING!"

"I feel faint..."

"Please stop crying, President Rio. This has to be a cruel joke..."

Tohru stared wide-eyed at the handsome boy's pale face. His grey eyes seemed vacant and he was completely expressionless.

Yuki-kun... why did he just say he's the dad? Was it to protect me? Tohru's heart pounded rapidly in her chest.

Kyo, unsure of whether he was angry or sad, just stared at Yuki, unable to say a word.

Chiba Kosuke suddenly cackled, drawing the attention of the awestruck class back to him. "Looks like class rep has FINALLY got some dirt on him. I guess it'll be a little tougher for you to become the class president this year, as a father and all."

Yuki's knuckles turned white as he clenched his slender hands, but he managed to restrain himself.

I'll protect you, Honda-san, no matter what happens to me. Yuki looked over at Tohru, whose cheeks were bright pink. His eyes briefly collided with her gaze, but before he could even react, she whipped her head around. She has every reason to be embarrassed right now, but I hope she understands that I did this for her sake.

Yuki stood from his desk and put on a cool smile. "Now that you all know that I'm the father, I expect all complaints, profanity, and threats aimed at Honda-san to be directed at me. If I find out that Honda-san has been hurt emotionally or physically, then the culprit will feel what hell is truly like." He eyed his fan club, sending chills down the members' spines.

Tanaka Rio, the PYFC president, started sobbing. "Why has your gentle nature changed, my prince? We love you and want what's best for you, yet you easily throw all of us away for that girl who has tainted your precious body." Rio wiped away her tears and a sudden bitter expression overtook her pretty face. "The fan club will not back down. Prince, you are obviously delusional from that girl's curse! We will do whatever it takes to get our Prince back, no matter how much you try to stop us. Even if it means death."

Kosuke, who had lit his second cigarette, chuckled at Rio's dramatic monologue. "Calm your ass, babe. Don't you think death's a little too far?" He grinned as he threw his cigarette on the floor, using his foot to smash it into the ground. "Although, it would be interesting..."

Tohru's eyes widened and her hands trembled. Be strong! I'm a mom now. I have to stand up for myself, thought the brunette.

"N-No-one will lay a finger on me," asserted Tohru, gaining more confidence in her voice as she spoke. "You can push me to my limit, but that won't stop me from trying to protect my babies."

Kyo snapped out of his daze at the sound of the brunette's sweet but firm voice.. That idiot is stronger than I thought.

"Wait a minute," said Kosuke, scratching his chin with a mischievous smirk plastered on his face. "Did you say 'babies'? So there's more than one?"

Before Tohru could respond, Yuki answered with a gentle smile. "Chiba-san, you're very sharp. My girlfriend, Honda-san, is carrying my twins."

Tohru squeaked at the word 'girlfriend'. "G-girlfriend? I am no-"

"So I hope that the class understands the situation and is extra careful around her," interrupted the rat zodiac, his smile disappearing.

Something in Kyo snapped after he heard the words 'girlfriend' and 'Honda-san' together in the same sentence.

"You bastard!" yelled Kyo, rising from his seat. He walked over to the 'prince' and grabbed his uniform collar. "Don't you think that's going too far?"

The PYFC gasped in unison.

"He's hurting the prince!"

"Someone stop him!"

Yuki was expressionless in Kyo's grasp. He easily threw off Kyo, who landed on the ground with a loud thud.

"Don't let your own emotions get in the way of protecting Honda-san," snapped Yuki's dangerously low voice.

The orange cat winced as he propped himself up. That damn rat! But he's right... which sucks even more!

Just as the class began to get more hectic, the teacher walked in, red-faced and fuming.

"EVERYONE SHUT YOUR MOUTHS!" yelled the teacher, slamming his hands on his desk. The class became noiseless. "I heard most of the commotion and reported it to the Principal Director. Honda and both Sohmas, go down to the Director's office, now! Maybe then I can hold a normal class!"

The trio complied in silence and walked out of the class room.


The hallways were quieter than usual and the atmosphere between Yuki and Kyo was weighty. Unfortunately, Tohru had to walk across the entire school suffering from the depressing environment as a buffer between the two cousins.

I wonder why Kyo-kun became so angry back in class... I don't remember Yuki-kun saying anything that would make Kyo-kun violent. I guess it's just one of their frequent brawls. Oh, I better thank them for helping me!

"Yuki-kun, Kyo-kun, thank you for protecting me. I don't know what I would've done without you guys."

The orange-haired boy rolled his amber orbs. "Just don't even bother thanking me." It's the rat you want anyway...

"Oh, okay," uttered Tohru, her voice cracking. She felt a pain in her chest. Her nose stung as she urged herself not to cry now. She suppressed the croak in her throat. Why do I feel like crying? It's not like Kyo-kun said anything out of the ordinary...

"What a stupid cat. Anyway, you're welcome, Honda-san," said the handsome prince. He looked over at his "girlfriend" and saw that her cerulean eyes were watering and that the tip of her nose was a pale red. "Honda-san, are you alright? Are you crying?"

"What? Why are you crying?" asked the cat, stopping to examine the rice ball's face. He cupped the brunette's face with one hand, tenderly turning it towards him. The brunette turned beet red.

His hand feels so warm against my face. A tear cascaded down Tohru's creamy skin. Kyo used his thumb to wipe away the rogue tear, his piercing eyes getting lost in the brunette's bottomless blues. His kind side is so touching...

She's so cute... Damn, why do I always want what I can't have.

Yuki cleared his throat rather loudly. Kyo pulled his hand away from Tohru's face, his cheeks tinted pink.

"We should get going," said the rat. He held Tohru's hand and gave her a sincere smile. "We wouldn't want to be late to the Principal Director's office, right, girlfriend?"

Tohru's face heated up and she felt a stir in her chest. "Yuki-kun! That's really embarrassing..."

Yuki chuckled. "It's cute when you're blushing, Honda-san."

"Stop making her uncomfortable," said Kyo as he nonchalantly took her hand in his. He held a firm grip on her petite hand, as if he would lose her if he let go. "Anyway, let's go."

The brunette's face lit up. Feeling the heat of both Yuki and Kyo's hands comforted the rice ball. Her face broke into a wide grin as she couldn't contain her delight of holding hands with the two most important men in her life. It's like we're one big family. Mom, even though I'm struggling a little bit, I'm grateful that I can still enjoy these joyful moments. Please let this happiness last a little bit longer!

A/N: So I'm back with the latest chapter of LLF. I know these updates are taking me a while, but I do what I can. This chapter was a bit of a struggle to write, mainly because I had semi-writer's block. Plus, I was trying to add detail (which I'm really weak in) but I don't know how successful that was. I'll try my best to upload a new chapter soon. Please favorite, follow, and review! I really get encouragement from those little notifications. Thanks for reading!