She is Lovely
"How do you like it Tohru-chan?" I ask her. She spun around in the mirror to see the back of the dress she had on. I watched as her smile grew warmer. Her smile, so sweet, so pure, so innocent, so Tohru.
"Tohru?" I ask. She seems to be off in her own little world. I chuckle to myself as she almost stumbles. She blushes.
"I'm so sorry, I wasn't-"
"It's quite alright my dear."
She is so beautiful. Like a bride of purified sweetness. Something so innocent and so loved.
Loved.
I sighed.
"Is something wrong?" she asks, concern for me show ing on her face. I smile and pat her head.
"I'm alright Tohru-chan. You look lovely." I say. She turns bright red, surprised. She is so cute.
"Oh, why, th-thank you."
I smile.
Something, no, someone such as herself to be so humble when she does so much for almost every single person she meets.
I frown.
Almost.
"Well, Come, My dear Tohru-chan! Let us show the world your beauty and let your beauty be known throughout the lands as the beauty who was Tohru! You do look lovely, my dear. Absolutely!" I say.
"Thank you, Ayame-san."
No Tohru.
Thank you.
Thank you for being here with us in our days so we may just wade in your grace. Thank you for being Tohru thank you for being...
"Lovely." I smiled. She blushes.
So, lovely.
Disclaimer! DISCLAIMER! Eh, yeah, you know how it goes. . RxR
I've been forgetting to say that. Eheheheheh... so.. Yeah. RxR!