A/N: Heh heh… these author's notes are fun. Okay, I had this all planned in my head last night. Now let's see if I can remember it all…

"Do you like it, Kyo-kun?"

Kyo was dumbstruck. "It's… pink."

"Yes, Ayame-san thought you might like it!" Tohru said happily. She handed the shirt to him. "Would you like to try it on?"

"Go on, Kyon-kichi!" Ayame said loudly, pulling on Yuki's door. "Is it not a piece of art?"

Kyo's eye twitched as he held up the shirt once more to get a proper look.

The cloth was of a light cotton material, in a pale pink colour that screamed "BAD CONTRAST!" against his hair and skin tone. It had a high collar and a pocket on the front with an embroidered red love-heart. The sleeves were long and were decorated with yellow lace at the bottom. The bottom of the shirt also had yellow lace, except little cupids were visible along every few inches. The back of the gruesome shirt was printed with a man wearing a maid's outfit and a little cartoon of Ayame winking to the side. Written below were the words, "Express yourself!"

After several seconds of heavy breathing from Kyo, Tohru asked, "Don't you want to wear it? D… did I get the wrong one?"

The orange-haired boy was torn between making Tohru happy by saying that it was nice and he was very grateful, or speaking his mind and asking what the heck compelled her to get such a hideous thing for him and expect him to like it.

"Kyon-kichi, try it on!" Ayame grinned at Kyo. He then resumed trying to open Yuki's door. "Come out little brother! Come see Kyon-kichi! He is so delighted with the shirt I made that he is utterly speechless!"

There was a barely audible, "Go away,"

Ayame gasped. "Could it be that you are jealous? Did you want a shirt too? My my, I should have known! I will get one for you right away! Free of charge!" With that, the man tore back out of the house and back to his shop.

"Uh… well…" Kyo tried not to look into Tohru's hopeful eyes.

"Kyo-kun, could it be that you do not like it?"

"No no, I like it!" Kyo mentally slapped himself for saying so.

"Great!" Tohru clapped her hands together with delight. "Will you put it on? It's almost as good as your old shirt!"

Kyo forced himself to smile but his insides were crawling. This resulted in a painful expression on his part. "Right."

Going off to his room, Kyo wondered what on earth was he to do.

Yuki opened the door. "Is he gone?"

Tohru turned around to face him. "Who?"

"Ni-san."

"Oh, didn't you hear him before?"

"Hear… what?"

"He's gone to get you a shirt too!"

Yuki's already pale face turned chalk-white. "No…"

"How lovely! You and Kyo-kun will match!" she said cheerfully, a smile plastered on her face. "Kyo-kun is just getting changed now."

Yuki managed a weak smile. He went back into his room leaving Tohru humming to herself, "Happy happy joy joy…"