Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket

Chapter 1: Milk

It was a beautiful day.

"I like chicken, I like liver," Kyou sung to himself as he rifled through his drawers in search for a clean shirt. He had woken up early in hopes of getting into the kitchen early enough to get a few precious moments of Tohru to himself…I mean…of the milk…to himself, like he always did, only to realize that the girl…I mean…milk…wasn't even awake yet. So instead, he was allowed two full minutes and thirty-four seconds to bask in her glory without anybody being the wiser.

"Meow mix, meow mix, please deliver," Kyou wasn't trying to be all weird and kind of stalker like by watching her sleep, he just liked spending time with her…and by her, I mean milk.

"Kyou?" Yuki poked his head into Kyou's door just in time to hear the last few notes of the short tune Kyou was humming. "Are you singing the meow mix song?" Yuki asked incredulously. Sometimes he didn't think Kyou ever grew up at all.

"I didn't watch the milk sleep! I swear, I didn't do it! And even if I did, I didn't touch her, not even to just swipe away a tiny piece of hair that hung in front of her eyes! Somebody else moved it for her, maybe the wind did it! I haven't even seen the milk today! Why won't you believe me?" Kyou yelled as he pointed angrily at Yuki's face.

"Milk?" Yuki questioned nobody in particular. Kyou really didn't mature at all in the past two years. "Kyou, we're all graduating from high school in a few weeks. We're supposed to grow up into responsible adults now. I sincerely hope you don't still refer to Tohru as…'milk'"

"What, so you can still call her Honda-san and hide behind your stupid polite charade…but I can't have my one little special code name!" Kyou yelled, his accusing finger shaking with fury before pausing to think for a moment. "That's what I would have said if I had a code name. Which I don't," he hastily added.

"I just called her Tohru two seconds ago!" Yuki said tightly through his twitching jaw. "And everybody with half a brain knows that when you talk about milk, you mean Tohru!"

"Not everybody! I've kept it a secret really well!"

"You were mumbling about the milk's adorable soft giggle and warm brown eyes!"

"That was when I first invented it!" Kyou defended himself furiously, though by doing this, he managed to forget that he was supposed to be defending the fact that there was no code name.

"That was yesterday!" Yuki shook with annoyance. How could a single human being be this incredibly stupid? Suddenly, flashes of Tohru, Shigure and Ayame tap-danced on his brain. "Never mind…you go on calling her milk. I don't care," Yuki took a seat on Kyou's bed. "Actually, right now I wanted to talk about something important."

"I can't believe this. First you insult my stealthy secret keeping abilities and now you expect me to listen to you. You really do think you're better than me just because you're the damn rat, don't you Yuki?" Kyou could not believe the nerve of his cousin. Did he really believe that he could just boss him around all the time? Everybody else might think that he was the all mighty Yuki, but Kyou knew that one day his doom would come.

Oh yes, your doom will come. Just you wait

"Actually this is about Kagura," Yuki started. Instantly, the rage in Kyou vanished. He stared blankly at Yuki as he waited for the feminine boy to think about how he should word his news. He had learned over his past experiences that when it came to Kagura, he couldn't afford to think irrationally. He had to learn as much information as humanly possible about the enemy before he could plot his escape route.

"We've been seeing each other for a little while now, but we've been trying to keep it a secret. Mainly because of Akito."

Plus we got together when she still looked like she was chasing you and we weren't sure how to break the news to you without crushing your ego

"Well, now we've told Akito, and he…sort of…approves, so we've decided that after we graduate, we're going to get married," Yuki finished. He knew that even though Kyou always rejected Kagura, there was always the slim, freakishly slim, chance that his cousin really did have hidden feelings for his…other cousin. There was so much incest in their family.

"Are you serious?" Kyou hesitantly questioned Yuki. After a slow yet confident nod from Yuki, Kyou jumped off the bed and gave the gray haired boy an uncharacteristic hug with all his might. "I'm so happy for you!"

But mostly for myself! Doom, thy name is Kagura

"Really?" A surprised Yuki squeaked out. After Kyou finally release the groom to be and let him breathe, Yuki gathered the courage to ask Kyou the question. "Well, in that case, will you be willing to be my best man in the wedding?"

"You're asking me?" Kyou asked. It was his turn to be surprised. "I know we've managed to get along better lately, but we aren't exactly the best of friends."

"Yes…that's true," Yuki looked at the floor embarrassedly. "But, I…I don't have many close male friends."

"You could always ask Haru."

"I meant, I don't have many close male friends that don't want to become more than just friends," Yuk sighed, most of his embarrassment had been rubbed off by the anticipation of Kyou's oncoming dejection, but he decided that he may as well get a definite answer. "So will you do it or not?"

"Of course I'll do it! Yuki, you have made me the happiest man alive!" Kyou exclaimed! He bounced back onto his bed with a smile on his face. "Now I can go after Tohru with everything I've got without having to worry about Kagura beating me to a bloody pulp.

"Ah, so you admit that you like Tohru." Yuki teased.

"Ahh! Are you still here! Get out of here!" Kyou yelled, as he jerked his head towards the closed door to direct the boy to the exit. "And take your crazy ideas about me liking Tohru with you!"

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving," Yuki chuckled at the thought of the content features on the usually defensive Kyou as he talked about the gentle girl that had been living with them for the better years of their high school life. "You might want to get dressed now Kyou," Yuki called back as he opened the door to exit.

"I would have been dressed long ago if you hadn't come," Kyou bit back, always eager to get the last word.

Yuki left the topless Kyou stretched out on his bed with a satisfied smile on his face. As he closed the door behind him and strode out, he almost walked directly into a shocked Tohru.

"Ah, good morning Tohru," Yuki greeted the slack-jawed girl. Yuki sometimes wished that she and Kyou would get together. It was obvious to anybody with eyes and ears that they both liked each other. Sadly, they were both either missing their eyes and ears, or were too oblivious to realize that their feelings were mutual.

"G-good morning. Eh…Yuki, did I hear you two talking about a wedding?" Tohru prayed that she had simply jumped to the wrong conclusions. It just wasn't possible for Yuki and Kyou to want to get married. Sure they managed more conversations now than when she had first entered their lives…but they were hardly happy with each other.

Then again… I did just see Kyou lying on his bed, shirt replaced by one of the brightest smiles I have ever seen on him

"Oh, did you overhear us talking?"

"H-hai," Tohru answered as she tried to block out all of the thoughts of the things that might have happened behind those closed doors.

"Ah, I wasn't planning on you finding out that way, but yes, the Sohma's are having a wedding," Yuki beamed, grateful that Tohru had been the one outside of the door, and not somebody like Shigure, who was at Hatori's house that morning and hadn't been there to eavesdrop. "I'm going to be married to the love of my life in just a few weeks."

Kagura is such an angel

"Congratulations Yuki! But…is Kyou apart of this wedding too?" Tohru's heart pounded anxiously against her chest as she waited for the answer that would decide the path of her love life.

"Hai. He just agreed to being my…my…

What was that thing called again? Kagura and her stupid western styled weddings

"…my…man of the wedding a moment again. He seemed pretty happy that I asked him," Yuki was pretty surprised that he had agreed so easily. Then again, he probably should have suspected that Kyou would have done just about anything to prevent Kagura from hitting (on) him.

Poor sucker doesn't know what he's missing

Tohru's heart stopped beating for just a second. The initial shock of finding out that the love of her life was in love with what would have been the love of her life, if it weren't for the love of her life, was soon replaced by dejection. For years she had lived with the Sohma's happily, and for almost that same amount of time, she had been attempting to repress all of her not-so-platonic feelings towards the Yuki and Kyou. At about the same time she realized that it was stupid of her to deny her feelings, she also figured out that the tempered redhead was the one that complimented her own traits perfectly. He was the one for her.

Or, at least I thought he was

"I-I-I'm so happy for you two!" Tohru exclaimed in the brightest tone she could muster up. She really was glad that the two had found somebody to make them happy. In her eyes, they both deserved the best. Yuki had been, and still was, one of the best friends she had ever had…and Kyou, well, he was Kyou.

So Tohru was happy for them…she just wasn't entirely happy for herself.

"I'm glad you approve Tohru. In fact, I was actually hoping you wouldn't mind helping us plan a few things. We want our wedding atmosphere to sort of feel like home…and since neither of us are very good at domestic things…" Yuki and Kagura were going to desperately need Tohru's help. Yuki could do the planning, and Kagura would probably love to bargain on the ridiculous wedding prices…but they needed somebody to help them put the pieces together.

"Eh…I'd love to help. But…can we talk later, I…I still need to go make breakfast," without waiting for a reply, Tohru turned and began making her way towards the kitchen. She didn't know how much longer she was going to be able to keep herself from breaking down and she desperately needed a calming distraction, such as cooking a meal!

Cooking for the very people that are breaking my heart? Great distraction

She finally let the smile that had been plastered onto her face fall since she didn't need to face Yuki any longer. Just because she wasn't happy didn't mean she had to bring him down with her.

That's right Tohru. Don't drag everybody else down too

Tohru sighed as she began to pull the breakfast ingredients from the fridge. She had decided on making a more simple breakfast. She didn't feel confidant that she could manage to make anything special that morning without ruining it completely. Her mind was elsewhere.

Yuki and Kyou are getting married now. No more silly fantasies about a certain adorable kitty cat

She piled the food onto the counter, and turned the stove on. She hadn't made scrambled eggs for a while now.

You can get over him. All you have to do is keep your distance

She reached to the side, grabbing the milk since she recalled somebody telling her that it kept scrambled eggs soft, only to realize that the carton was empty.

"I hope Kyou doesn't get upset when he finds out he's not getting any milk."

Author's Notes: Thank you to everybody who gave my story a chance And a gigantic big 'Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou', to those readers that took the time to review (KyosKitten, jackragdoll, outcast shadow, sumi101)!

So to those of you who review, please keep it up! And for those of you who don't, try to pick up the habit…it's nice to have feedback.

Don't flame though…that's a nasty habit.