Blood. Blood seeped down her legs and soaked her blanket and mattress. Everything around her body turned dark red and became sticky. Confused, Tohru patted her wet bed. Where had all this blood come from? She lifted her blanket off of her legs and stared wide-eyed at the area between her legs, the source of the blood apparently. Blood had stained her pajama bottoms a dull red color. Had she forgotten about her period? No, she wasn't supposed to be having her period because she was pregnant with Yuki's baby. So why was blood pouring out of her? Before she had time to conclude anything, a soft cry reached her ears. Tohru looked around wildly for whoever was crying and found the sound was coming from a bloody object at the foot of her bed. Crawling over to the end of her bed, she saw the object was a baby smaller than her hand.

The baby continued crying and muttered one word to her, "Miscarriage."

Tohru screamed and flung the puny baby across her room, denying what she had just been told. She sat there, shaking her head furiously as blood continued to drip out of her. It took her a minute to realize that she had just chucked her 'baby' to the other end of her room. Praying that she hadn't killed the poor little thing, she quickly made her way over to the now silent infant. For half a second, she could only stare at the lifeless corpse that had been crying just a moment ago.

Tohru dropped down to her knees with tears streaming down her face. She picked up the baby, leaving behind the puddle of blood on the floor. She hugged the baby tightly to her chest, weeping a heart wrenching sound. Then, she heard someone call her name, and suddenly, she was shaking, and the baby dropped out of her arms. She reached for the child, but it vanished before her eyes. The color drained out of her vision, and she started falling, but the room never stopped spinning.

Tohru screamed and shot up in her bed. She glanced around her; an air of disorientation surrounded her. Her eyes settled upon the worried gray eyes of Yuki. His hands were rested on her shoulders, and his mouth hung open. So he had been the one who had called her name and shaken her. Yuki looked like he had something to say, but she didn't let him get a word out. Tohru threw her arms around his chest and buried her face into his chest, sobbing and telling him about her dream in a strangled voice at the same time.

The curse was forgotten at the moment by the two of them, but surprisingly, there was no poof of smoke or an appearance of a rat. Yuki was too preoccupied by the crying brunette to realize that he was actually holding her in his arms.

After she had finished telling her nightmare, her sobs faded into a few sniffles and whimpers. Yuki's hold around her just tightened. There were no words that could accurately describe the relief the both of them felt at the moment to know her nightmare hadn't been a reality. Both of them knew how much Tohru wanted the baby, but the soon to be mother had no idea that Yuki was also looking forward to having their baby around. He stroked her long dark hair in attempt to comfort the two of them. Tohru gripped his shirt tightly in her fists as she took deep breaths to calm herself.

"Tohru, relax… It was just a dream…" Yuki breathed into her ear.

"I was scared… I was so scared, Yuki-kun! I don't want to lose this baby!!!" Tohru choked out.

Yuki nodded, understanding how she felt perfectly. She had already thought she was going to have a miscarriage because of the karyotype, and this dream was just another thing that added to her worries and stress level. He pressed her closer to him and felt something move around by his abdomen. His eyebrows furrowed with confusion. At first, he had assumed it was Tohru, but her hands were clasped together behind his back. Yuki pulled away from her after he felt the movement again. Tohru glanced up at him, immediately thinking she had somehow offended him in some way. She couldn't even get out an apology before Yuki realized what the cause of the motion was.

"Tohru! The baby is kicking," Yuki exclaimed.

She stared blankly back at his excited face. He put one of his hands on top of her slightly round belly with a smile on his face. Tohru blushed and looked away from him until she realized he wasn't feeling her around but feeling the baby's kicks instead. Her eyes lit up at this discovery, and she instantly planted her hands over Yuki's, wanting to feel the baby too. It took her a second to figure out that she didn't need to keep her hands there, like Yuki did, to feel the baby move. This time the baby kicked, she could feel it in her stomach. It was a subtle movement that pressed against her stomach. It wasn't strong enough to cause pain, only a mild discomfort. She had been too distracted to feel the first couple, but now she could. They were hardly noticeable as of now but still an extraordinary finding.

Her face broke out in a smile when Yuki peered up at her, her cheerful mood reflected in his face. They were both completely speechless at this point. The kicking reassured the young parents. It showed them the baby was strong enough to flail around, and that was enough to excite them. Yuki couldn't help what he did next; he wrapped his arms around her and embraced her again. Tohru beamed and shyly hugged him back. She sat there in his arms for a minute before her second realization of the early morning struck her.

"You're hugging me…" Tohru pointed out simply as she gazed up at Yuki.

Yuki looked down at Tohru with a baffled expression. He released her, at first, believing she didn't feel comfortable with him holding her, but when he saw her smiling face, he knew that wasn't the case. What was his tired brain missing? The three words she had said rung in his head several times until he finally understood what she meant by that. He was unable to contain the tears that began to bubble out of his eyes. Yuki drew her back into his arms, partially to keep her from seeing him cry over this and half because he just wanted to be consciously aware of what it was like to hold Tohru, a female who wasn't cursed and the person he long to hug the most, in his arms again.

Tohru was crying all over again, but these tears were different from the ones she had shed previously; these were tears of joy. She couldn't believe she was hugging Yuki, the boy who used to turn into a rat every time their torsos made contact. His arms felt warmer and nicer than she had expected. Her body was filled with unexpected joy.

"I'm hugging you…" he repeated, glancing down at his body for the tenth time to see whether he really was still human or not.

This feeling of having an un-cursed female in his arms was unbelievable, the warmth indescribable, having her arms locked around him incredible, this list was endless, and so were his tears. His tears refused to stop. The burden that had been with him since his birth was gone or at least, to the point where he could hug Tohru. He only really cared about being able to hold her in his arms and being able to properly comfort her. There was no reason for him to be hugging any other female nor could he see a reason for his crying. He felt childish for letting tears spill over something so trivial, but at least, he wasn't the only one crying. Tohru was practically bawling now. The longer they embraced, the happier she was and the harder she cried.

"I can't believe you're crying over this… What are you going to do when the baby comes?" Yuki laughed softly as he rubbed her back.

"You're crying too…" Tohru whispered.

"You're right. I can't believe we're crying over this. What are we going to do when the baby comes?" Yuki corrected himself with a grin.

For some reason, the way he had reworded his statements made her happy. Maybe it was because his words made her feel as if he would still be there for her and the baby when it was born. Maybe he wouldn't, but at the moment, she was enjoying the comforting feeling of reassurance and the warmth of his arms.

He was going to be a good father, whether he would be a father figure to her child or not. If he was this responsible as a teenager, there was no doubt that his future family would be well taken care of and happy. His children would be smart and gorgeous because they'll have his genes, and his wife, whoever she'll turn out to be, will be the luckiest woman in the world. Tohru subconsciously wished to be his wife one day or girlfriend at least, but that was unlikely. She knew she was stupid, clumsy, and a pregnant sixteen-year-old. There were many girls who're more suitable for Yuki, the perfect flawless prince.

"Thank you… Thank you for whatever it is that you did…" Yuki murmured into her ear.

Tohru lifted her face up, revealing her dumbstruck expression. She pointed her finger to herself, poking herself in the center of her chest, "Me?"

Yuki nodded, "Who else would I be speaking to?"

"Bu-but I didn't do anything special! I'm sure your curse didn't break because of me! I mean… I'm just a normal girl! I couldn't have-"

He placed one finger over her lips, "We've been cursed for lifetimes. How else would the curse break if not by you? You're the only change that has occurred in the lives of us juunishi. Believe me when I tell you that you broke my curse… Besides, you're not just a normal girl. You are special."

She blushed and looked away from him. He drew her back into his arms for another embrace, still unable to believe he was actually hugging her. Tohru's blush darkened.

He might still be unaware of the situation, but she wasn't. He was a boy, who was in her room in the middle of the night; they were alone, and he was holding her in his arms. If anyone were to catch them, she would just die of embarrassment, but no one could be watching them, or so she thought. Tohru relaxed slightly and let herself dwell in his arms, subconsciously making an attempt to memorize the feeling of his embrace. This was just a hug, a simple embrace most people experienced numerous times, but this was the first hug he had received in years. This concept of hugging was still something his sleepy embrace deprived mind couldn't grasp, but he knew one thing: he liked this sensation he felt from a hug, and he wanted to experience it more often, preferably with Tohru, Tohru, his dear, sweet, precious Tohru…

Tohru smiled. Her day had started out with a nightmare she wished she could forget, but now she was trapped in a moment she wanted to remember forever.

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Outside Tohru's room, a pair of eyes watched the couple embracing on her bed. It shattered his heart to see them being so intimate. Fury, envy, and guilt burned in the fiery eyes. Anger because he hated seeing the girl he loved being held by his nemesis, jealously because he wanted to be the one she held and loved, and guilt for causing her to fret for weeks since he learned of her pregnancy. There was a twinge of sadness in his eyes as well. He was upset for losing to Yuki once again. He didn't have Tohru's heart, and he couldn't even beat him to her room when she had screamed. Yuki was supposed to be a heavy sleeper, yet when Kyo reached Tohru's room, she was already being comforted by Yuki. At this point, he couldn't help but wonder how things would have turned out if he had been here when she needed a father for her child.

Would Yuki still be the one she loved, or would he have changed that…?

Kyo let out a half chuckle under his breath. He smiled a weak smile of self pity and loathing. No, he didn't detest himself for not being there for her and not being the one she chose, he hated himself for acting so cold towards her. He felt resentment towards himself for acting so bitter around her. There was no way he could go back and change that; he had no time machine, but at least, now he could admit that he had acted like a jerk around her. All he could do now was apologize to her and hope she would forgive him. He would say sorry, regardless of how bad he was with apologies and how embarrassed he'd be to do it, but he would, then he'd let her know that her pregnancy was fine with him. He didn't care about it anymore.

The anger had washed over him like a tide, and he was left feeling numb, empty, and alone.

He needed to be loved too.

Where was the one just for him?

He shook his head and walked away from Tohru's room, leaving his heart at her door. It hurt, unrequited love hurt. It stabbed him repeatedly and its beating felt worse than the beatings he received from Yuki on a regular basis. This hurt him within, especially since he knew the healing process would be long and tedious, and there was nothing he could do to speed it up.

Now, he couldn't help but think of Kagura. Was this how she felt every time he looked at Tohru? If her heart tore apart every time that happened, he couldn't see how Kagura still smiled. She had to have an amazing amount of strength to be able to do that, both mentally and physically. Too bad he wasn't as strong as she was. He sank down on his bed and punched his pillow several times, imagining the white mass as Yuki, but Kyo didn't feel one bit better after his pillow was nothing but shreds of cloth and feathers. He stared at the moon and decided he'd go see Kagura tomorrow.

He'd be the one to visit her this time, and maybe, he wouldn't just ask her for advice on how to get over Tohru.

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"Tohru?"

"Hmm?"

"Tohru…Tohru… I…uh… I- Iloveyou!" he said in a single breath.

He looked at her shocked face, then back down at his lap, wishing she had actually heard him, but his confession had been covered by the wail of the plastic baby. Yuki sighed and glared at the baby on the bed beside Tohru. Tohru blinked a couple of times before gasping and pulling out of his embrace with a blush. She picked up the baby with one hand, and grabbed the key, which would stop the crying, off of her nightstand.

Yuki sat there, still scowling at the plastic doll which was silent now. His hatred towards the baby for waking him up at night was nothing compared to the resentment he felt now. It had hours before now to start to cry and hours after, so why did it have to start screeching when he had finally gathered enough courage to tell Tohru of his feelings? And if that wasn't enough, the baby made Tohru leave his arms.

It was official. As soon as the project was done with, he was going to track this stupid baby down and smash it until it no longer resembled a baby. He had to grit his teeth together to keep from doing that now. Tohru looked at him worriedly. As if she knew what he was plotting, she held the doll closer to her chest. Yuki let out another sigh. Why did she have to look at him with those saddened eyes? Now he couldn't even bring himself to think about smashing that thing… Why did she even care about it that much? It wasn't even alive, but it was already making him envious.

Yuki stood up, his exhaustion catching up with him now, "Goodnight Tohru…"

"Ah… Goodnight Yuki-kun…. Sleep well… I'm sorry for disturbing you…"

He just smiled back at her, laughing slightly, "You're never a disturbance to me."

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An hour after Yuki had left her room, Tohru was still awake. School would start in several hours, and she'd have to get up to shower and prepare breakfast in a few hours. She knew she should go to sleep now if she wanted to be fully rested, but she couldn't. After he had left, she was just so cold. Tohru squeezed her pink pillow in her arms and shivered. It didn't help that it was the middle of December. She closed her eyes and pressed her hands together to pray.

"Mom… I think my feelings towards Yuki-kun are more than a crush now… I like him a lot more than a friend should… My heart feels like it'll burst and my head spins like an out-of-control merry-go-round when he's around me. When he hugged me, I didn't know what to do or say. I could hardly even breathe. He probably thinks I'm an idiot, but I think I'm in love with Yuki-kun… What should I do mom? I act like such a fool in front of him… Lend me your strength and confidence mom…I need them. I'm just too shy on my own… I can't tell him about my feelings. I don't want to ruin our friendship. Yuki-kun is one of my best friends, and I'm in love with him… What would you do? I'm scared. I love him… I love him so much…"

"Just be yourself Tohru…"

This was an emotional roller coaster, wasn't it:D Well I hope I didn't leave THAT many errors. I made you all bipolar for a chapter, didn't I?