Chapter 4: Lucky

Disclaimer: Fruits Basket = Not mine. Nothing. Nothing is mine. I have artistic license. I don't own this.

A/N: Fluffy! Kind of toward the end, kissing.

Tohru felt like the luckiest girl in the world. Yuki asked her, Tohru Honda, to marry him.

"Can I try my hand at making dinner tonight?" Yuki asked, picking Tohru up off the bed and carrying her to the stairs.

"Sure, why not? It's only you and I tonight. Kyo ate already, and Shigure is taking a nap."

So Yuki tried his hand at making dinner, and with some help from Tohru, he managed to make bamboo rice and yellowtail teriyaki.

"This is delicious, Yuki." said Tohru, taking a bite of the yellowtail.

"Yeah, it's alright, but I think you're the best cook here."

Yuki was still a bit red from Tohru's compliment. It was usually Shigure or Tohru who cooked, but Yuki had never cooked before.

Wednesday morning dawned, the ground white and the sky grey. Tohru got up earlier than usual and sat with her mother's picture, looking out the window.

"Hey Mom, Yuki asked me to marry him yesterday. I said yes. It's unofficial of course, and I feel so lucky. I love him with all my heart and he loves me too. What should I do, mom?"

"Just be yourself Tohru. You are a special person. Someday, someone will love you for who you are...."

"Thanks mom! Great advice!"

Tohru hugged her mother's picture and set it back down on her desk. She grabbed her robe and slippers and tiptoed out her bedroom door. She tiptoed across the hall and quietly opened the door to Yuki's room. He was still asleep. Tohru shut the door quietly and walked downstairs. She knew it was still too early to start breakfast. The others wouldn't be up for another hour.

She sat, looking out the kitchen window until the sound of footsteps outside the kitchen caught her attention. She started and turned around in her chair. Nobody was up at this hour. She was surprised when she saw Yuki standing in the doorway.

"Oh I'm soo sorry! I haven't made breakfast yet! I didn't know that you would be up so soon! Ohhh I'm soooo sorry!!!" Tohru apologized.

"It's ok, Tohru. I don't mind." Yuki said, hugging Tohru.

"But I'm so sorry for not having breakfast ready."

"How about we get dressed and I take you out to breakfast?"

"Oh that would be wonderful." squealed Tohru.

"And don't worry about Shigure and Kyo. I'm writing a note telling them where we are."

"Oh! Tell them that there are leftovers in the fridge! All they have to do is heat them up on high for three minutes in the microwave."

When Yuki had finished writing the note, he and Tohru ran upstairs and got dressed.

Five minutes later, Yuki and Tohru were walking down the path into the city.

"I'm glad we covered the secret base in November, otherwise we won't have leeks and strawberries in the spring." said Tohru.

Yuki smiled and nodded. He was glad that they had covered it.

"What's wrong, Yuki? Did I say something?!"

"Oh no, it isn't your fault, I just have a lot on my mind today."

"Ok." Yuki moved closer to Tohru and grabbed her hand. Tohru giggled. Yuki made her so happy and she made him so happy. She had never seen him so broadly before she moved in with the Sohmas. Before she knew of his existence from all the dumb fan girls, but had never talked to him. But now, he had asked her to marry him.

"I feel so lucky to love you." she said, squeezing his hand.

"You are lucky, and so am I. You are truly the most wonderful girl in the world."

Tohru went scarlet. She had never been told this by anyone but her mother. Her mother told her every day, that they were both lucky, because they had each other.

By the time Yuki and Tohru got to the café, Shigure and Kyo had woken up. They staggered downstairs, hoping to find a hot breakfast awaiting them, were sadly disappointed to find a note taped to the fridge, telling them that they would have to eat leftovers. They prepared the leftovers as Tohru had instructed, and ate them. They weren't as good as Tohru's home cooking, but it was food, they would survive.

When Tohru and Yuki finished breakfast, they walked to the park.

"So why do you have to ask Akito if we can marry? I broke your curse, so you're free now, right?" asked Tohru.

"Although you broke my curse, I am still a Sohma. I must ask Akito's permission to marry an outsider. I'm sorry." he said.

"It's not your fault. But I want to come with you. I want Shigure and Haitori to go inside with you. You know, just in case..." she trailed off.

"Ok, but I want you to stay outside. I'll have Momiji and Kisa with you. I don't want you getting hurt like the last time we were there."

"Alright, but I don't want you to get hurt either."

Yuki pulled Tohru closer to himself. She looked up at him and he looked down at her. They stared into each other's eyes for a few moments before Yuki began to move closer and closer to Tohru.

"I love you."

They kissed, the snow coming down around them in a swirl.

The snow fell steadily through the afternoon. Tohru sat in the living room, reading a series novel by her favourite author, Hayasaki Miatori. Yuki had gone to get them some afternoon tea. Kyo and Shigure were both busy. Kyo was shut up in his room doing god-knows- what, and Shigure was working on his manuscripts (A/N: FINALLY! LOL.) after a frantic call from his editor.

"I'm back." Yuki said, standing in the doorway with a tea tray.

Tohru put down her book and walked towards Yuki. She took the tea tray from his hands and put it down on the coffee table. Tohru and Yuki both picked up cups of tea and sat down on the couch facing the window. They drank their tea in silence, not wanting to disturb the peace. The phone rang, disturbing the peaceful silence. It had obviously been picked up because there were no other rings in the house after that. Tohru had obviously zoned, because she had not even started when the phone rang.

"Uhhh...Tohru." Yuki said, waving his hand in front of her face.

She started. Shigure, Kyo, and Yuki were all sitting in the living room. Tohru wondered why they were all here. Maybe something had happened.

Shigure opened his mouth and said in almost a half-whisper,

"Akito has died."