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Chapter Eight:Three days

Akito has decided for the wedding to be in three days. But what is Akito really up too. We all know he wants to berid Tohru but having her marrying Kyo, to Akito is that like an ultimate punishment. Only prooves how much Kyo is hated, althought doesn't explain why.

All the Sohmas got word, from Hatori and Shigure. Kagura was sad, Momiji was thrilled there was going to be a wedding, Ritsu was complaning that he wasn't good enough to be invited to a wedding, Yuki was pissed as hell at Akito, but is way to damn chicken shit to stand up to him. Ayame is happy that he is going to see Tohru in the wedding dress he design. Shigure thinking perverted thoughts,Tohru was kind of sadend. Although she loved the orange haired boy with all her heart she couldnt help but think that things weren't right. For one she felt as though she was way too young to be getting married and the other was she needed her mom, to make everything bad go away. But since that was simply impossible our brave little flower will just have to confine her feelings in Kyo. As for Kyo, he honestly didn't know what to think. He was happy to have her, but not so thrilled for it to of happened like this, being forced into something your not ready for. As for the other Sohma's they were as always.

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Momiji had come over and he and Tohru had went shopping.

"So...are you happy you are marring Kyo?

Tohru sighed."To be honest...im actually scared. I mean I don't want to lose my memory of you guys, but the idea of being forced into marrage, is a little hard. But Im sorry I don't mean to burdon you with my..."

Momiji cut her off."You know its ok to be sad, or angry or anything emotion you wish to express, I mean if i was marring Kyo I would throw a fit, but I know how you feel,not having your mom around to tell this too, you kind of feel alone don't you Tohru?"

Tears slid down her face." I know how you feel and so does Kyo, you and him are alike in a way, he is alone even though he has all of us, because none of the other Sohma's would except him sept, his master. And your the only one beside his master that Iv seen him actually feel comfortable around, so Tohru, be scared, be mad, even cry, but your not alone"Momiji's soothing words touched Tohru's confused heart."Thank you, Momiji"

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It was already night and kyo lay uptop Shigures roof. His eyes focused on the stars. A small gust of wing blew past him and he could smell Tohrus sweet scent. He loved the way she smelled, looked, dressed, act, he loved her inside and out. But how she felt about all this so soon, he guessed it wasnt something on her top list of great things.

"Kyo..?" A sweet voice called out to him. He sat up.

"Tohru..". He sat up and looked at her. As she crawled over to where he was.

"Im scared"

"...Of what?"

"The wedding..."

Kyo was actually glad to hear thoughs words.

"I don't mean to bother you with my feelings, but I never thought Akito would make the wedding in three days, its times like these when I wish my mom was around to make every thing better again" Tohru repiled sadly loking down."You know I love you an i want us to always be together but..."

"It's too soon"

"Yeah.."

"Well I'll make you a promise.."

She looked up.

"When this whole curse thing is over and hope to god im not locked up. You can either devoirce me or actually marrie me for real"

She looked at him, and couldn't but laugh, couldn't believe he actually said that. Kyo of all people.

Tohru laughed. she leaned in and kissed him.

"Three days"

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HAI! im sorry it took me so long and this is short too, but i am having a bad ass case of writers block ppl review and send me some damn ideas please.

Grym Goddess