-1Author's Note: Sorry I haven't been updating. Have had a lot of issues lately. Oh yeah, his name is Marleo not Mareo, sorry, my mistake.
Tohru's Apartment
Tohru awoke from her mid-afternoon slumber, grumbling. She looked at her clock, her jaw dropping. It was 3 o' clock! She had overslept! She jumped out of bed and dressed quickly, walking downstairs to see a letter on the floor by the door. Tohru bent and picked it up, going to get a letter-opener. It was from Ayame!
Dear Current Resident,
You are cordially invited to the designer sale at Ayame's Dress Emporium. We will be selling dresses and other clothes for those 'special' needs of men and women alike. This event will be held today from 4 o' clock to 6 o' clock, a dinner following. Please try to come and accept my most sincere apologies if you cannot.
Tata!
Ayame Sohma
Tohru glanced at the clock and blanched. Ten minutes until it started! She rushed out the door and towards Ayame's dress store, breathing heavily by the time she arrived. Tohru made herself look presentable and straightened her coat, pushing her long hair behind an ear and stepping in. She grinned to herself, everything looked the same as it have been six years ago. She gazed about, shocked to see Yuki standing at the front with his arms crossed, a sour look on his face.
Ayame stood at the register with a huge grin on his face, his hair hanging down his back and his eyes glittering. He wore his extravagant purple coat with a black silk shirt under it from what she could tell. He cleared his throat and the crowded store turned to gaze at him with wondering eyes.
"Welcome!" Ayame boomed, spreading his arms out. "Today is our designer sale! 50 off anything in the maid category! Enjoy!" Ayame said and watched as over half the male population rushed towards the maids' section. Tohru watched as Ayame giggled and Yuki made a face at him. Tohru stepped forward and Ayame eyed her with appreciated eyes. "Why hello there, how may I help you?"
"Um, hello…" Tohru managed to get out before Ayame started rambling about all the latest fashions. She glanced at Yuki for help, but his gaze was on some man examining a wedding dress.
"Why, you'd look absolutely gorgeous in my new bunny outfit!" Ayame burst and grabbed her arm, dragging her into the back.
"Um, excuse me, Ayame…" Tohru said, looking up at him. He stopped, blinking down at her.
"Why yes?"
"It's me, Tohru Honda."
"Oh dear!" Ayame gasped and fell into a faint, causing Yuki to rush in. He looked between Tohru and Ayame, a frown on his face.
"Care to explain?" He asked.
"It's me, Yuki, Tohru…" She said and smiled shyly, Yuki gaping. "Hey…"
"I can see why Ayame fainted. I can't believe it's you. We thought that you left after the restaurant incident." He said and hugged her tightly, before there was a large poof!