Author's Note: Hello, hello! It's SO close to ending! There is just one more Chapter plus an epilogue. It has a very sweet ending to it. I think that all of you are going to like it very much! Well, enjoy Chapter 13 to it's full extent!
Chapter 13
Surprise, Surprise!
One Month Later
Yuki thought of all the times that he had spent with Tohru. From the time that they had first met, to the time that Tohru had confronted him.
Flashback:
"I can't marry you,"
"Why, why Tohru?"
"I don't love you anymore,"
"You know you love me. Why do you deny it?"
"I don't feel anything anymore. I'm sorry,"
End Flashback
There was a sullen silence between Yuki and Tohru. Yuki stood in front of Tohru and he broke the silence first.
"I offer my congratulations to you," he smiled tightly and glanced at the gold band that had replaced the ring that she wore before.
"Thank you," she looked down before timidly looking up at Yuki's face.
Yuki motioned to take Tohru's hand in his, but, he thought a second time and abruptly said. "Goodbye. It was nice knowing you," he bowed slightly and turned and walked away slowly towards the car.
As he got into the car and drove away, a teardrop slowly dripped down her face.
"Goodbye,"
"Congratulations, you're six weeks pregnant," Hatori smiled at her benevolently.
"I'm what?" Tohru was shocked as she heard this.
"You do know who the father is, don't you?" he peered into her face.
"Yes, I do. It's Yuki," she smiled tightly.
"Yuki?" he had a puzzled expression on his face. "He left for California this morning saying that he didn't have anything here anymore,"
"He…" she drifted off and suddenly bolted out of the room and tore down the road.
"Yuki, please, don't leave me now," she tore madly down the road as fast as she could. Thankfully, the airport was really close.
"Yuki!" she screamed his name into the bustle of people. She saw him standing there in the line to get into the plane. He had a bag slung over one shoulder and his plane ticket and passport in the other hand. He turned his head to look in the direction of where he heard his name be screamed. When he didn't see anyone, he decided that he was just hallucinating now. He shook off the thought that he was doing the wrong thing leaving because of work so soon. Although he had to leave for only about two weeks, he felt kind of bad that he had to leave Tohru hanging like that. But, then again, she was already betrothed to some other man. Why would she care?
"Yuki!" Tohru frantically ran towards his figure.
"Yuki!" She was about five feet away from him. She gasped for breath as she stood on the other side of a stewardess who blocked her way. She shoved past her to get to Yuki.
By this time, tears were running down her face as she gasped for breath. Yuki's face wavered. Then, everything went black.
"Tohru. Look deep inside your soul. Follow the way of your heart. And don't let anyone stop you from going in the way of your dreams,"
Tohru woke with a start. She had dreamed of her mother again. She looked around to find herself in a room with unfamiliar things. She saw a middle-aged woman by her side. Alarmed, she sat up abruptly.
"Oh, I see you're awake," she had a kindly face and smiled gently.
"Yuki," her eyes darted frantically all around the room.
"Oh, the young man who brought you here? He seemed a bit distressed, but he's just in the other room. No, you should really lay down and rest for a while,"
Tohru had started to get off of the bed. "No, I need him. Right now," she was close to tears again and her voice was shaking.
"Let me summon him,"
"There's no need for that," he walked slowly into the room and stood before Tohru.
The lady looked from Tohru to him and smiled silently to herself. "I'll give you two some privacy," she silently left and shut the door with a thud. (A/N: It was one of those Asian doors that slide and shut.)
Tohru parted her lips to say something but Yuki spoke first before she could say anything.
"Hatori called," he casually started.
She looked up at him alarmed knowing what was to come.
"You're… is it…?" he asked hesitantly.
She nodded her head. "Six weeks into it," she smiled soberly.
"I… wow," he finished shaking his head.
"Yeah,"
There was a pause as each thought to themselves.
"So, where do we go from here?" Yuki finally asked.
"I don't know," Tohru meekly answered his question. Right now, that question didn't have many answers. They either got married or Tohru raised the unborn baby as a love child with the Prince.
That was the last thing that Yuki wanted.
"I think… I have a plan,"
"Tohru's pregnant with my child,"
"You're what?" her Grandmother stood up from her cushioned chair and put her hands on her hips.
Tohru bowed her head and whispered ferociously at him. "This was your plan! This is not a good plan!" she crossed her arms and closed her eyes.
"You can't possibly marry Prince Omazaki now!" she put hand up to her face and shook her head. "I can't believe this. You've disgraced this family! You will give your throne to another this instant!"
"Oh, I can do that!" Tohru shook her head vigorously.
"I'm glad to see that you didn't put up a fight!" she sniffed.
After a moment's pause, Tohru spoke again. "So, what happens to us now?" she gestured towards Yuki.
Her Grandmother frowned and burst out as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "You're going to get married to that man, that's what you're going to do! Before your stomach get's any larger!" she left with a sweep of her hand and called out. "Write checks for everything! Don't worry about the money! I'll provide for that! It's the least that I could do… considering that I haven't done much for you for the first eighteen years of your life!" she walked away somewhat huffily.
Yuki stood dumbly. "Did I hear that right? I can't believe it! I just got permission to marry her! My one and only love! I can't believe this!" these thoughts were racing through his mind frantically.
Tohru stood as a smile spread across her face. Suddenly she turned around and kissed Yuki passionately with one leg up in the air.
"What was that for?" Yuki pulled away after a minute.
She smiled up at him with a smile on her lips. "For being you,"
