Disclaimers: I own no part of Fruits Basket OR the Matrix movies.

Author's Note: Well, my dilemma ended. *^^* I guess I'll continue for a while. Even though I didn't get as many reviews as I would have liked, but . . . the ones that I got were very encouraging! ^_^ Thanks to DojoMistressBra, Jessica_f and Athena.

Overview: A basic daily life, portrayed from the POV's of the main characters. KxT!!! Please r&r!

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---Yuki's POV--- When I woke up, it was already morning. I could hear Tohru's pans clattering in the distance. I stood up to massage my aching head. I knew that it would subside soon, but I was glad when I saw some aspirin at the side of my bed. I stood up, got dressed, and stepped out of the white room. Something was different about this place. . . life had been diminished, and Kyou, surprisingly, was working.

"Oi," he greeted, when he saw that I was up. Kyou's black eye had gone, but many cuts still made Kyou's face their temporary home. "How are you feeling?"

"Fine." I said, giving a small smile. "You?"

"Okay, I guess," Kyou spat.

I looked around for Haru. "How's Hatsuharu?"

Kyou flinched. "He's over there."

I followed his stiff finger as it traveled to the Matrix Transport chairs. Haru's body lay limp in one of them. "What happened?" I asked calmly.

"He went in. I wanted to unplug that bastard so badly. . ."Kyou said, trying to restrain his anger, ". . . but Kagura and the others wouldn't let me." "It's a good thing you didn't," I responded. "We wouldn't want our chief engineer dead. Meanwhile, during his absence, I expect you to fill in for him."

I turned away from him, disappointment flooding me. Haru had left us . . . to do whatever he wanted to do. There was no way to track him anytime soon . . . Even though Kyou was the One, it wouldn't be an easy task to read all those scripts from the Matrix computers.

My nose led me to the kitchen where Tohru was cooking breakfast. I looked around - today would be a simple breakfast, consisting of toast, eggs, some bacon and salad. I walked over to the angel standing before me. Locks of honey brown hair shimmered under the fluorescent lights, framing her delicate skin and bones. Her deep blue eyes twinkled merrily as she cooked. Her miniscule hands worked efficiently, even though her nature was clumsy. She wore a timid jean skirt today, a white tank-top, accompanied by a light pink sweater. She looked so gorgeous, just standing there. God, how I love this girl, I thought. She doesn't know about my feelings, but ever since the first day I saw her, I felt attracted to this cheerful, happy, pretty girl. I approached and placed a shy hand on her shoulder. She turned around to face me, a smile on her face. "Ohayo," I said, weakly.

"Ohayo gozaimasu, Yuki-kun!" she replied. "Breakfast is almost ready. Please have a seat!"

I occupied my usual seat around the round table in the small dining room. Tohru had taken great care to sew cushions for the hard wooden chairs, each with our animals on them. Mine was purple, and a grey mouse with purple eyes sat in the middle of my cushion. At first, I thought the idea was very childish, but now, I have grown to love my adorable cushion, filled with Tohru's love. I also realized it increased the comfort in meals greatly.

I continued to stare at the love of my life as she set the table. Tohru turned around to generously donate a smile to me. "How is your wound, Yuki- kun?"

"It's fine, thanks to your wonderful treatment." I replied. I watched with pleasure as a blush crept upto Tohru's cheeks. Soon, she walked out the kitchen door and rang her bell. "Everyone! Breakfast is ready! Please join us!"

I watched as people filed in, taking their rightful seats. I was happy to see Kyou compliment Tohru on his new cushion. I expected a harsh reaction from my hot-headed partner, which vbgwould have upset Tohru greatly. It was fantastic that they were getting along - maybe they will even become friends sometime.

The meal was indescribably delicious, and it would have been a perfect start if it hadn't been for the disruptions of Shigure and my so-called brother Ayame. Both annoying and perverted, I had to rise from my seat several times to shut them up. I wanted to be the last to leave, to help Tohru with the dishes, but Kagura had volunteered. I marched out, thanking Tohru once again, Kyou a short distance behind me, angry that he had been assigned "dirty Haru"'s job. Some more cursing followed.

I had promised Kyou during breakfast that I would take him training after. I plugged both of us into the Matrix. I heard Tohru humming in the background. A smile occupied my lips, as happiness fluttered into my heart.

Today was going to be a good day.

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--Tohru's POV- Washing dishes with Kagura-san was enjoyable. I loved spending time with this older girl, she was like a sister to me, maybe even closer. Like a mother, almost. She helped me through my day, always giving me advice, making me smile. Her energetic and sometimes over-hyper personality always cheers me up.

Today was different though. Mixed emotions occupied me. Feelings I felt, that I needed to get out. Should I tell Kagura-san? Yes, I decided. She was older, and she would listen to anything I said. She would be of great help.

"Kagura-san . . ." I began, shuffling my feet, "I. . . can I. . . tell you something?"

"I promise to keep it a secret!" Kagura smiled, reading my mind.

I quickly thanked her before resuming. "Well. . . I . . ." I gulped. "I think I like someone."

"EH?" Kagura responded, obviously surprised. "Wow, Tohru-kun! Congratulations!"

I blushed furiously. "It's nothing to congratulate, Kagura-san. . ." I said. "I don't know what I feel. . . he's on my mind all the time. . . whenever I'm around him, I feel so comfortable and nervous at the same time. I always want to see him, but when I do, I'm scared to face him. I'm scared to talk to him. . . but I so desperately want to. When he talks to me, when he smiles at me. . . I feel so happy. . ."

I unconsciously clasped my hands over my heart. I recalled the happenings of last night, when Kyou had taken my hand. It had felt so warm . . .

Kagura interrupted my thoughts with a giggle. "What you are feeling is so obvious." She nodded her head proudly. "It's love!"

"L-love?" I whimpered. So it was what I had thought. I never thought it would happen to me . . . but it did. . . with a very unexpected person too.

Suddenly, thoughts raced through my mind. I don't deserve him, I thought, he's the One. I'm too low for him . . . How could I fall in love with such a person?

"Ne, Tohru-kun, who is this lucky guy?" Kagura asked, with a mischievous grin on her face, "It's okay, Tohru. I won't tell anyone. Is it Yun-chan?"

"Yuki-kun?" I vigorously shook my head. "No, Kagura-san, it's not him. We're just very good friends."

"Then who? I promise, I won't tell." She said.

I didn't worry about Kagura telling anyone . . . I would trust her with my life. She and I had been best friends for as long as I could remember . . . I could tell her. "It's . . ." with this, I blushed even more. "It's Kyou- kun."

I was expecting a reaction from Kagura-san, but when I got none, I became worried. "Kagura-san?" I looked up. Kagura's face turned somewhat pale, and she had been looking at the wall. "Kagura-san?" I called again.

"Huh? Oh. Umm. . . I'm happy for you, Tohru. . ." Kagura stated. She then dragged her feet out of the kitchen. Still holding a wet dish in my hand, I stared at the spot where Kagura had stood, transfixed. A horrible feeling grew in the pit of my stomach.

What had I done wrong?

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--Kyou's POV- Training had been hard. I lost again. Today had been the second time, training in the Matrix with my partner, Yuki. But today, we had time to enjoy ourselves in the Matrix after training, because somehow, Yuki had managed to buy us double our normal time. Even though I was aching all over, I was delighted when we took seats in a noodle stand. I had been hungry, and I had been craving something hot.

Over the past three (or was it four?) days, I had taken a liking to Yuki. His passive, calm personality contradicted mine so drastically, that even though I envied him, it still felt good to be around this guy. For a partner, I thought he was perfect. Except for the fact that he was stronger than me. His overwhelming strength sometimes made me wonder if HE wasn't the One, and not me. It seemed probable.

"What are you doing?" Yuki's voice sounded across the table. "You're boring holes into me."

I chuckled. I wondered if it was possible to bore holes into someone that seemed as if he was made of steel. He was so goddam strong!

"Yuki," I asked, "How did you get so strong?"

Yuki looked taken aback from this question. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, you're very strong," I said. "You've beaten me twice, with me barely inflicting any damage on you. How do you do that?"

"I concentrate," he said, looking at me. "Which you, Kyou, don't often do."

"Kuso nezumi, of course I concentrate," I spat. "What else do you think I do while fighting someone like you?"

"You think about something else," Yuki replied coolly. "Your mind is always on something else, Kyou, I can feel it."

I tried to retaliate, but I stopped myself. I realized that my mind WAS always on something else. And I knew exactly what it was.

Tohru.

Then it struck me. Last night, while I shared the precious time with Tohru, it had occurred to me that I loved the girl. But was that what it was? It could be just like friendship or something. Kuso . . . why was this so hard?

I could discuss this with Yuki. He wouldn't laugh, and I'm pretty sure he's had some experience. Perhaps he was in love with someone right now, too, and he could tell me if it is love or not.

"Would you like to discuss the matters on your mind with me, Kyou?" Yuki said, his voice echoing through me.

"Umm. Un." I said. "I. . . don't know what it is. . ."

"Is it a girl?" he said, interest approaching his eyes.

I blushed furiously. "Un."

A small smile played at his lips. "What do you feel for her?"

"I don't exactly know," I replied honestly. "Everytime I look at her, I blush. Dammit, I can't help it. . . she makes me. And she. . . kinda stuns me on the spot. When I talk to her. . . I say such horrible things . . . I can't say what I want to. She's so goddam beautiful, Yuki. . . Dammit, did I just say that? Anyways. . . she's . . . my heart . . . it goes crazy . . . it like . . . thaws. I . . . she's . . ." I finished my long explanation, ". . . incredible."

Yuki sipped some tea. "You're not very good at explaining your feelings, are you?"

"Shut up," I snapped, hating to admit my weak points.

"Well, from what I've heard so far," Yuki concluded, "It's love."

I turned scarlet. So that's what it was. Love. Love. Love. It sounded too good to be true. It sounded disgusting. I couldn't believe myself. Why did I fall in love with her? Why? I'm hurting myself. She'll never love me. Never. I don't deserve her. She can do so much better than me. I'm hurting myself by falling in love with her. I should stop right now.

Then it reverted back to a happy thing. Love . . . Tohru . . . her angelic voice, her gorgeous face, her stunning eyes and smile. Her golden hair, her blue eyes, her small hands . . . God, How I love this girl. HOW I LOVE THIS GIRL. Love with her was inevitable, maybe, she was so goddam beautiful. So beautiful. So sweet, so. . . I couldn't explain it. Maybe it was a good thing. But, just being in love with her . . . I realized . . . was worth anything and everything I had.

Just to be in love, with her.

"Well?" Yuki interrogated, "Who is this girl?"

"Huh?" I responded.

"Don't play dumb with me," he said, "Who is she? Kagura?"

"K-Kagura?? NO!" I screamed, louder than I intended to. "Baka. She's. . . I think . . . Tohru."

I felt Yuki's body grow rigid. Surprised, I wheeled around to see him rise from the table. "No time to waste talking, let's go. We'll be detected in twenty minutes."

Wordlessly, I followed the mouse out of the stand. What was that guy's problem? I finally gathered up courage to tell someone, then all he does is slam it in my face. Kuso nezumi. . . hmm. I like the sound of that. I should call him that, when I'm pissed off at him. Kuso nezumi.

Wait. What if . . . what if HE liked Tohru too? Was that why he was acting so strange?

I shoved the thought to the back of my head.

Nah, it couldn't be.

Kuso nezumi.

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--Kagura's POV- I felt myself shiver. My bed seemed so cold. Everything seemed to have deserted me.

What's wrong with me? I should be happy for Tohru. She's in love. Isn't that a beautiful thing? I thought it was beautiful. I thought it was the most beautiful thing in the world.

Beautiful. That's the only word for it.

But now it wasn't beautiful anymore. It was broken. My love. . . Tohru loved Kyou. How could this have happened? My best friend . . . my sister . . . in love with . . .

MY love.

I hated this. I hated this situation. I hated the world. Why? I really didn't want to be rivals of love with her. She was as close to me as my sister. I wanted, more than anything, for her to find the person she loved and have a happy life.

I never suspected Kyou.

Never.

Never.

Never will I let her take him away from me. I love him too. We're closer than her and him. We'll always be close. Since childhood. . . I knew him since childhood.

Never.

Never.

Never will I hurt Tohru. She deserves to be happy. I can watch him from a distance. I'll be satisfied. She needs to be happy. Her parents lost, nothing to grasp . . . I have relatives right here, in the real world. Tohru has nothing. She needs him more than I do.

Never.

Never.

NEVER.

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--Back to Narration. . .- Kyou sat in front of the computer screen. He sighed. He had been a successful hacker in the Matrix, but he had never seen anything like this. Trying to find Haru's location within the complicated program was trying to find a needle in a desert. Kyou had cursed many times throughout the process, and Yuki wasn't helping. The guy had been acting moody for most of the day, and when Kyou had tried to talk to him, he had snapped back at him with a nasty response. Kuso nezumi.

The orange-headed boy leaned back into his chair, trying to relax. I should concentrate, he thought. But Tohru's thoughts would not leave his mind. Worst of all, he had not even seen her once after breakfast, because of the threats that Yuki gave him. If he left the computers, he would be dead.

Still, he thought, I need to see her. I have to tell her my feelings. . . otherwise, I might REALLY die. He stepped down from the metal podium, where the computers had been located. He quietly made his way down the hall, following his instincts. A soft humming could be heard in the lounge. It was undoubtedly Tohru.

Kyou ran the lines through his head. "Tohru, I think I love you. No, no, I love you. I think you're beautiful. But that's not the only reason I love you. Um. No scratch that. . . Tohru, you are like . . . my living source. I drain your energy and suck your blood. . . NO NO NO! Dammit, Why is this so hard?"

Kyou finally decided on three words - I Love You. He took a deep breath and charged in. "Oi. I'm not. . . bothering you, am I?"

"No, Kyou-kun. Please, do come in," she graced, standing up. Dammit, why does she have to be so perfect? Why?

Tohru sat down, deciding now was the time. I have to tell him. I have to. I have to. Come on, Honda Tohru . . . remember what your mother told you. . .

Both sat, a wide gap between them on the couch, and both started to speak. "Ano. . ."

Kyou blushed. "I can wait."

"No, no. Please go ahead," Tohru pushed.

"Dammit," Kyou muttered under his breath. He then began. "Well, Tohru, I . . . needed to talk."

Tension building, Tohru waited.

"I . . . feel . . . something." Kyou started hesitantly. "It's like . . . soaking up lukewarm water. And I'm not even a sponge." He flinched. Sponge? Where did THAT come from? "Well. Um. . . what I mean is. . . I. . . I. . ."

He was abruptly interrupted by a clatter of books. Some had magically fallen from the glass table in the middle of the lounge. "Oh, no!" gasped Tohru, as she bent to pick them up. Kyou did the same.

Their hands landed on the same book as colour filled both teenagers' faces. Tohru looked up and so did Kyou - their eyes were so close. Kyou gulped at the proximity of Tohru, and Tohru did the same. She was so close . . . he was so near. . . All he needed to do was lean over slightly . . . and then . . .

Without knowing what they were doing, each did their actions. Tohru let her eyes flutter to a close, and Kyou leaned over. What started out as a tiny gap between their lips closed, as for a fleeting second, Kyou's lips brushed Tohru's. Her lips were so soft, so delicate and smooth. Kyou let the sensation linger as he pulled away, from the light and small kiss. He met Tohru's eyes, as a pair of oceans blinked at him. He turned away, abruptly standing up. He could feel the rejection coming . . . why did he kiss her? Why? He hadn't even confessed yet. Now, he was screwed.

Tohru stood up shortly afterwards. She stared at Kyou's back. She saw the tense muscles and Kyou's nerves standing on end. She touched her lips - the ones that his lips had brushed ever so lightly, but the feelings that she had acquired from the simple kiss had been so sensational.

"Kyou-kun. . ." Tohru called.

Kyou turned around. He noticed pink staining the girl's face, and he realized that he was burning up as well. "Kyou-kun . . ." she called again.

He looked up into her mesmerizing eyes. She looked back. "Kyou-kun . . . I . . ." she reached over to take his hand. "I love you."

Kyou couldn't believe what he was hearing. He had been snatched back from hell and placed up in the clouds. He continued to listen. "I love you, Kyou- kun. Is that what you were trying to tell me?"

Kyou nodded.

"Sugoi!" She exclaimed. "I never knew . . . such a wonderful thing could happen to me." She looked up into his eyes, her childish nature disappearing, sincerity taking over. "I love you, Kyou-kun. And now . . . I'm not afraid to say it."

Kyou couldn't resist. He pulled Tohru in for another kiss, this time, it was passionate, long, and full of life. He kept her away from his chest, lest the magic be broken by the dreaded curse. Tohru returned Kyou's kiss. She ran her fingers through his hair, as Kyou massaged her waist. The two stood in the lounge that way, for many minutes. Neither seemed to want to break away, as they clung on to each other's arms. They finally broke apart, panting from the full blow of what had just happened. After gulping in air, Kyou finally whispered into Tohru's ears, the words that she had wanted to hear the most. "I. . . love you. . . Tohru . . ."

Tohru was nearly in tears. Joy overwhelmed her. The two sat down on the couch, tightly holding each other's hands. Kyou pulled in Tohru for a quick embrace, planting another kiss on her lips before transforming into a cat. Tohru gathered the orange cat in her arms, stroking his fur tenderly. "I love you." She repeated. And hearing Kyou purr, she knew he felt the same way.

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*pants* I put A LOT of thought and it took a LOT of inspiration and reading a lot of fanfics to write that KxT moment. Sorry. . . it's not going to get more in-depth than that. No lemons. *^^* But I hope you guys enjoyed that! I'll make sure I get on with the plot starting next chapter. . . cut back on those KxT moments a bit. Well, please continue to R&R! And watch Matrix Reloaded! It's so wicked! PLEASE R&R! ^_^ bibi!