Me: We're back! Finally after such a long wait, the sixth chapter is here!
(crowd behind me roars with cheers! )
Kyo: Can we just get onto the story this time?
Momiji: Yeah! I wanna see what happens next! Please!
Me: I can't resist! I fall to the cuteness and start to write this chapter!

Chapter Six: Stolen Love

Yuki was speechless, but he couldn't turn his eyes away from Kyo and Tohru's kiss. He saw them embrace, soon followed by a small POP with a cloud clearing to show an orange cat held in Tohru's arms. Yuki tore his eyes away as Tohru descended down the ladder with Kyo draped over her shoulder.

He kept glaring at the roof and could feel a small tear drop down his cheek. He dropped the vegetables he was holding and ran back to his garden. Yuki could barely see as he tore down the path he and Tohru had taken so many times before. Throwing himself down on his knees, he ripped out the strawberries he had lovingly planted for Miss Honda. The small berries were still a little green and covered in mud.

When he thought about, the strawberries were a little like his relationship with Tohru. It had been developing fine until just a little while ago. He thought he was getting somewhere, representing the green of the strawberries, but the mud was what just happened. He didn't know how he could go back to the house and pretend like he hadn't seen anything.

Yuki imagined what life would be like now. Instead of standing in between Kyo and himself holding her hand, she would only hold that stupid cat's hand. She would make special meals for Kyo. She would ask Kyo to accompany her to the store so he could carry the bags. He would become completely detached from Miss Honda's life. Tohru was the only one he had shared something with. Yuki took one last look at the strawberries before flinging them behind him into the trees. Yuki stood up, brushed off the mud, and returned home.

When he walked in the door, Tohru ran up to him. "Yuki-kun! You're soaked! I'll go get you a towel." She dashed up the stairs, leaving him standing in the door. Yuki squinched up his face so he wouldn't cry. He slowly took a step forward but before he did Tohru came racing down the stairs with a couple fluffy towels in her arms. She threw the top one over his head and another around his neck. She began to rub the towel on his head furiously to dry him.

Yuki's head started to hurt from all the shaking, but he could live on this one moment for a week. It was Miss Honda taking care of him, not Kyo. He took his right hand and put it on top of hers to stop the rubbing. With his other hand, he lifted up the front of the towel so he could see Miss Honda's face. He gave her a gentle smile and said, "I think I'm dry enough for now. Thank you." Tohru responded with a bright, bubbly smile.

Yuki wished he could keep his hand on hers forever, but she had to make dinner. She ran off and Yuki went up the stairs to his room. He took the towel and looked at it. He brought it slowly up to his face and inhaled. Her scent lingered on the towel. She always smelled like she was straight out of the kitchen. Yuki brought the towel away from his face and dropped it to the ground. He stood up and walked down the stairs. What awaited him at dinner time? Yuki had no idea.

Me: TADAH! A longer chapter than usual. For people just now reading my story, my chappies are usually fairly short. But I got rid of my writer's block and words just flowed out.Momiji: Yay for flowing words!
Yuki: You make me look like a weakling.
Me: Well, if you had your true love stolen from you , then wouldn't you be a little bit sad?
Yuki:…
Kyo: Haha! Stupid rat.
(Yuki punches out Kyo in one hit)
Me: YUKI!
Yuki: He had it coming.
Me: Ok…Well, see ya next chapter!

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This isn't part of my story but I want yall's opinion.

I'm part of the marching band at my school and I've been wondering what it would be like if Tohru decided to join her school's band! Review my story and tell me if you think this is a good idea for a story and if it is then what instrument she should play.

I've been considering French horn/mellophone (because it's what I play), the flute (it's delicate sort of like she is), or to make it humorous and have her play tuba/sousaphone. Tell me what ya think! Thanks