Chapter 25: Sweet yet Sour

Princess Sango

Tohru woke up on top of Kyo-san, on the couch. She blushed and pulled away and took the blanket and covered Kyo-san back up, and then stood up and walked towards the kitchen when Kyo-san's eyes opened and saw Tohru's back. "Don't leave Tohru-chan, or are you still Destiny?"

"I'm Tohru now, what is it Kyo?" asked Tohru, sitting back down on the couch.

Kyo-san smiled, pulling her to him again, "Tohru-chan, please tell me, how do you feel about the whole thing?"

Tohru sighed, "Oh, you mean Despair and Hope? I feel frightened, scared, upset… Knowing one of your children will die when you've only known them for ten years, it hurts me deeply. I have no control over it either, and I know both of them love each other, unlike the other pair of twins from the last time…"

Kyo-san looked at Tohru, "What do you mean?"

"No Hope or Despair liked each other. I don't know why Kyoko or Kyo-kun liked one or another so much, and this makes more pressure. Once they showed hateful feelings towards each other, when they were six, but something happened then, and they were instantly friendly. I've talked to both of them separately, and I've been told by both they don't hate each other, that they want to know that if one leaves the other will carry on the legacy and life for the other. They also don't look forward to the day," Tohru explained, looking away. Kyo-san understood and silently stroked her hair and tried to comfort her.

"Tohru, is it possible that both Despair and Hope can win?" Kyo-san asked Tohru.

Tohru shook her head, "No, only one emotion is aloud to win, only one."

Kyo-san saw tears creeping down Tohru's face and gently wiped them away, "Tohru, please don't cry, we've got two years with them. We've just got to be happy, now quit crying, you know I hate it when you cry."

Tohru covered her face with her hands and tried to calm herself down. It was still quite early but calmed herself, and blinked the remaining tears away. She felt uncomfortable and who wouldn't, know one of your own is going to die? No words were needed to express for anyone. They were waiting, waiting for the day where they're fate would be decided.

TBC...