It had been only a few days after Kyo's transformation. The Sohma house had been unusually silent since then. Even Shigure said not a word, except to thank Tohru for her daily hospitality. Kyo, whenever he could, would glance at her, biting his lip to keep his eyes from releasing tears when the events of that fateful night flashed in his mind. Yuki noticed that something had changed, that the atmosphere between Kyo and Tohru had heightened to a new intensity. Yuki saddened at the thought of what the change meant, but kept the sadness inside as always as not to trouble Tohru.
Tohru could not stand the silence anymore. Night had fallen, and after finishing the dishes, Tohru went upstairs into her room without saying a word. She changed into her summer nightgown, a pale flowing peach dress that reached a little above her knees. Silently she climbed out the window onto the roof, and kneeled upon the shingles, engulfed in the moonlight, and gazing at the stars, collecting her thoughts. She wanted...what did she want? She knew, but was unsure how to go about...admitting what she wanted. After Kyo's transformation, and the events that followed once she…unveiled the thing she wanted most. She knew though, that Kyo being a guy, she had to make herself clear…
Kyo sighed, arms behind his head, laying on his bed, listening to the wind rustle the curtains of his window. What the hell am I supposed to do? Kyo thought. How was he supposed to bring up that night? Tohru…Tohru Tohru Tohru. He liked to roll that wonderful name on his tongue. She had done what he thought was truly impossible. She took him into her arms, willingly, like…she wanted him. He shook his head. This wasn't possible. She was just being Tohru…no. He knew something was different. They had been stealing glances at each other for three days now, both afraid of the change. He suddenly felt stuffy in his room. He climbed out the window, and saw as he lifted himself on top of the roof, the moon lit figure of the one person that could render him speechless.