Yuki stretched one more time, trying to work all of the kinks out of his back from sleeping on the couch that morning, wincing as he felt, as well as heard, several sharp pops. He slumped and then straightened once more to ease the slight pain, one hand rubbing his spine as he made his way upstairs. Tohru had told them all that she would be cleaning upstairs today, and was not to be disturbed.
'I think that I'll surprise her…After all, she is my…why does girlfriend not seem like a strong enough word?' Yuki pondered as he came to a halt outside Tohru's room. He flattened his ear against the wood of the door, brow furrowing in confusion at the odd tapping and clacking noises he heard. "Tohru?" he called out, knocking as well before pushing the door open.
"What the--" Tohru whirled around to stare at him, jaw slack. He stared back, amazed that Tohru, his Tohru would do something as unconventional as….tap-dancing? "Yuki!" He snapped out of his shock when she yelled at him, another first for her.
"Tohru, why are you…um, that is…"
"Tap-dancing? Because it's fun!" she told him happily, crossing the room to stand in front of him, little clacks and clicks emitting from the soles of her shoes as she did. "Do you not like it?" she asked him suddenly, peering up at him anxiously, wringing her hands together.
"No, it's not that. It's just…."
"Just what?"
"…unusual."
"Oh." Then, "Is that a bad thing?"
"No, of course not, love. I just always saw you as a very normal girl, I guess." By this time, they were sitting on the floor, leaning against the side of her bed. Tohru fiddled nervously with the buckles on her shoes, refusing to meet his curious gaze. Finally, tired of talking to the top of her head, Yuki reached over and grabbed her hands. Keeping them trapped in his, he gently tugged her over until she was sitting right next to him, snuggled against his side.
Giggling, Tohru squirmed in an attempt to get comfortable. Yuki, grinning, picked up her feet and lay her legs across his lap, yanking her shoes off so that he could tickle her toes. "Yuki!" she laughed, trying to wriggle away from his mischievous grasp. "Stop it!" she told him, still giggling as she tried to pin him down.
She sat on his chest, grinning as she trapped his hands. "I win!" she crowed, breathing heavily as she tried to calm down after the tickle-session. Leaning down, she gently touched her lips to Yuki's, sighing as they melted together.
Before anything else could occur, however, a panicked yelp jerked them from apart. Startled, they both looked over to the open door, where a green-in-the-face Kyo stood. "You guys are disgusting! Especially you, rat-boy," he spat, before storming off down the hall. He was followed closely by a cackling Shigure, who only smirked at them and said, "Aww!" before vanishing back downstairs.
Tohru, beet-red, scrambled off of Yuki and dove for the door, slamming it shut. "Oops?"
Author's Note:
Sorry that it
Is so short
Has taken me so long to update
And that it's so…not bad, but not good, either.
Oh, and that this is just a kind of "bleh" chapter.