Tohru woke up feeling a great deal better. "Ahh, all I needed was a good
night's rest!" She hopped out of bed energetically and ran down the stairs
to get an early start on breakfast. It had to be extra special for
everything her adopted family had done for her yesterday and she wanted to
try and help Shigure feel better.
She came to the kitchen only to find it was a mess. How could ordering out be so messy? Then she remembered the state of the house when she first moved in and shrugged the question off. First thing first, she had to clean up this horrid kitchen!
Luckily, it didn't take long to do so because most of the rubbish was trash; half drunken soda cans and plastic wrappers. 'I wonder if Shigure- san ate last night,' Tohru wondered. With the state of him the previous evening, probably not. With the memories of the night before, worry began to overtake her. She had better go check on him.
The worried little onigiri crept down the hall and quietly slid open the paper door to see the only father she had ever known asleep with his head on the desk. She smiled at the sight of the elegant man. Maybe he would feel better after a good night's rest also.
Tohru returned to the kitchen to observe Kyo eating a bowl of cereal. "Oh, I'm so sorry Kyo-kun! I was going to make a nice breakfast for everyone to thank you all!" He looked up at her with a cheek jam-packed with food. "Ehh, don't worry about it, as long as you're feeling better." And he looked away, gnawing his cheek full of food.
She grinned again and decided to start on the daily laundry. It seemed it was going to be a beautiful day so might as well take advantage of it. She grabbed a basket of assorted jeans and made her way out into the welcoming morning air.
Tohru hung up each pair of pants and occasional pair of boxers with almost painfully delicate care, blushing lightly to herself every time she held a personal article of clothing. She imagined to herself what Kyo would look like in Yuki's stylish clothing and what Yuki would look like in Kyo's loose comfortable ones. It was almost too fun.
She was harshly interrupted by Shigure's hoarse voice coming from the porch. "Tohru-chan, I need to talk to you!" Happy that she may finally be some help to him, Tohru gladly dropped what she was doing and headed for the house.
"What is it Shigure-san?" "The funeral is later tonight. I was wondering if you wanted to go..." the dog sighed. "Of course! I wouldn't miss it!" She smiled lightly at his sad face. At least he didn't look as bad as the day before, although it was far from his usual manner.
Tohru finished the laundry and went inside to fix some lunch for everyone. Again, she found Kyo eating before she had a chance to fix anything special. To her surprise, this made her very angry. "Why can't you wait on me?!" she yelled, not knowing exactly why she was doing what she was doing.
The loud voice coming out of the small, usually cheerful and timid figure made Kyo jump and she could see his eyes widen slightly. "I...I'm sorry..." he meeped out. Hearing his shaken voice, Tohru snapped out of her rage and realized what she had done. "I am so sorry! I don't know what came over me!"
Still a little shaken by her sudden outburst, the neko turned slowly, not sure weather he should trust her behind his back or not. It was then that Yuki walked in the room, seeing Tohru for the first time that day. "Ah, Miss Honda, it looks like you're feeling better. That's very good to see."
Tohru smiled as if she was swooning over him. "Thank you very much.....Sohma- kun..." Kyo snapped around to notice the girl looking almost longingly at Yuki. "What the hell?!" he nearly shrieked jealously. He wasn't even acknowledged. "Sohma-kun, would you like something to eat?" then looking down in a hurt way, whispered, "No one else wants me to cook them anything..."
Kyo gazed at her, shocked. "I do want you to fix me something...that is...if you want?" Tohru just whipped her head up to Yuki again and looked at him pleadingly. "Will you let me?" Yuki, aware that the girl was giving him special attention, accepted gratefully.
Kyo, now beyond rage, stormed out of the room still holding his piece of tuna. With the new found privacy Yuki decided to see what was going on because, even though he very much enjoyed her attention, he was very confused of why she was acting so strangely.
"Miss Honda, are sure you feel better today?" he inquired. She smiled gracefully at him as part of her reply. "110% Sohma-kun, thank you for worrying about me though!" She brought the newly brewed tea to the table where she had nearly forced him to sit down and poured him a cup.
She stopped suddenly though. "Sohma-kun, I'm a lady, you should serve me the tea, don't you think?" He looked at her stupidly for that remark. Who was this odd girl sitting in front of him? "Uhh....ok..." he mumbled as he took the pot from her hands and poured her a glass.
Needless to say, Yuki got away from her as soon as he could and ran away to the safety of his secret base. There he just gazed at the vegetables for what seemed like forever until he came to one conclusion: He was a bloody coward.
"Why am I here hiding away when dear Miss Honda is clearly still ill from yesterday?" he argued to himself and stood up and marched bravely back to the house like a soldier going off to war. He would help her!
He arrived at the house and saw Kyo up on the roof, sulking no doubt, but Tohru was no where to be seen. He stepped bravely into the house and saw, to his surprise; she was not in the kitchen or living room. He walked slowly up the stairs and knocked on her door lightly.
"Come in!" she called joyfully. He stepped into her room and looked around. She was at her desk looking out the window. "Are you sure you're ok Miss Honda?" Yuki wasn't sure he wanted to be there, but the doubt melted away as soon as the onigiri turned around and faced him.
To his complete surprise, she was the lovely, simple, cheery girl he knew. "I'm perfectly fine Sohma-kun, just trying to get in some studying before the funeral!" She turned solemn for the final word but it still sound cheery in its own demented way. "When is it?"
She tried to smile and reply. "Tonight, I figured everyone was going since he is the head of the..." "Was" Yuki corrected her. "He was, he has no power over out lives now, thank God." He turned and left the room not hearing Tohru's angry muttering. "You think that...."
She came to the kitchen only to find it was a mess. How could ordering out be so messy? Then she remembered the state of the house when she first moved in and shrugged the question off. First thing first, she had to clean up this horrid kitchen!
Luckily, it didn't take long to do so because most of the rubbish was trash; half drunken soda cans and plastic wrappers. 'I wonder if Shigure- san ate last night,' Tohru wondered. With the state of him the previous evening, probably not. With the memories of the night before, worry began to overtake her. She had better go check on him.
The worried little onigiri crept down the hall and quietly slid open the paper door to see the only father she had ever known asleep with his head on the desk. She smiled at the sight of the elegant man. Maybe he would feel better after a good night's rest also.
Tohru returned to the kitchen to observe Kyo eating a bowl of cereal. "Oh, I'm so sorry Kyo-kun! I was going to make a nice breakfast for everyone to thank you all!" He looked up at her with a cheek jam-packed with food. "Ehh, don't worry about it, as long as you're feeling better." And he looked away, gnawing his cheek full of food.
She grinned again and decided to start on the daily laundry. It seemed it was going to be a beautiful day so might as well take advantage of it. She grabbed a basket of assorted jeans and made her way out into the welcoming morning air.
Tohru hung up each pair of pants and occasional pair of boxers with almost painfully delicate care, blushing lightly to herself every time she held a personal article of clothing. She imagined to herself what Kyo would look like in Yuki's stylish clothing and what Yuki would look like in Kyo's loose comfortable ones. It was almost too fun.
She was harshly interrupted by Shigure's hoarse voice coming from the porch. "Tohru-chan, I need to talk to you!" Happy that she may finally be some help to him, Tohru gladly dropped what she was doing and headed for the house.
"What is it Shigure-san?" "The funeral is later tonight. I was wondering if you wanted to go..." the dog sighed. "Of course! I wouldn't miss it!" She smiled lightly at his sad face. At least he didn't look as bad as the day before, although it was far from his usual manner.
Tohru finished the laundry and went inside to fix some lunch for everyone. Again, she found Kyo eating before she had a chance to fix anything special. To her surprise, this made her very angry. "Why can't you wait on me?!" she yelled, not knowing exactly why she was doing what she was doing.
The loud voice coming out of the small, usually cheerful and timid figure made Kyo jump and she could see his eyes widen slightly. "I...I'm sorry..." he meeped out. Hearing his shaken voice, Tohru snapped out of her rage and realized what she had done. "I am so sorry! I don't know what came over me!"
Still a little shaken by her sudden outburst, the neko turned slowly, not sure weather he should trust her behind his back or not. It was then that Yuki walked in the room, seeing Tohru for the first time that day. "Ah, Miss Honda, it looks like you're feeling better. That's very good to see."
Tohru smiled as if she was swooning over him. "Thank you very much.....Sohma- kun..." Kyo snapped around to notice the girl looking almost longingly at Yuki. "What the hell?!" he nearly shrieked jealously. He wasn't even acknowledged. "Sohma-kun, would you like something to eat?" then looking down in a hurt way, whispered, "No one else wants me to cook them anything..."
Kyo gazed at her, shocked. "I do want you to fix me something...that is...if you want?" Tohru just whipped her head up to Yuki again and looked at him pleadingly. "Will you let me?" Yuki, aware that the girl was giving him special attention, accepted gratefully.
Kyo, now beyond rage, stormed out of the room still holding his piece of tuna. With the new found privacy Yuki decided to see what was going on because, even though he very much enjoyed her attention, he was very confused of why she was acting so strangely.
"Miss Honda, are sure you feel better today?" he inquired. She smiled gracefully at him as part of her reply. "110% Sohma-kun, thank you for worrying about me though!" She brought the newly brewed tea to the table where she had nearly forced him to sit down and poured him a cup.
She stopped suddenly though. "Sohma-kun, I'm a lady, you should serve me the tea, don't you think?" He looked at her stupidly for that remark. Who was this odd girl sitting in front of him? "Uhh....ok..." he mumbled as he took the pot from her hands and poured her a glass.
Needless to say, Yuki got away from her as soon as he could and ran away to the safety of his secret base. There he just gazed at the vegetables for what seemed like forever until he came to one conclusion: He was a bloody coward.
"Why am I here hiding away when dear Miss Honda is clearly still ill from yesterday?" he argued to himself and stood up and marched bravely back to the house like a soldier going off to war. He would help her!
He arrived at the house and saw Kyo up on the roof, sulking no doubt, but Tohru was no where to be seen. He stepped bravely into the house and saw, to his surprise; she was not in the kitchen or living room. He walked slowly up the stairs and knocked on her door lightly.
"Come in!" she called joyfully. He stepped into her room and looked around. She was at her desk looking out the window. "Are you sure you're ok Miss Honda?" Yuki wasn't sure he wanted to be there, but the doubt melted away as soon as the onigiri turned around and faced him.
To his complete surprise, she was the lovely, simple, cheery girl he knew. "I'm perfectly fine Sohma-kun, just trying to get in some studying before the funeral!" She turned solemn for the final word but it still sound cheery in its own demented way. "When is it?"
She tried to smile and reply. "Tonight, I figured everyone was going since he is the head of the..." "Was" Yuki corrected her. "He was, he has no power over out lives now, thank God." He turned and left the room not hearing Tohru's angry muttering. "You think that...."