Tohru sat on the edge of her seat, leaning forward as she anxiously awaited Mayu to walk over to her row with the graded math tests from Monday. Yuki had tutored her all weekend, practically repeating the lecture to her twice and writing several practice problems for her. The last thing she wanted was to fail again and to have wasted all of his precious time. Mayu was just walking back up the row directly to her right after handing back papers to all the students seated there, but as soon as she reached Tohru's row, she tripped over the first desk and fell flat on her face. Knowing she was cause of the accident, Tohru shot up in her seat and bowed apologetically.

"I'm so sorry!" she squeaked feebly.

Tohru rushed forward and gathered all the fallen tests frantically. Because of how far along she was in her pregnancy, her abdomen had grown too large to fit in gap between her chair and her desk. The students in her row were all forced to move all the desks forward to provide adequate space for her, despite of her embarrassment. This was the third injury Mayu had received today. Mayu pushed herself up, brushing Tohru's apologies off politely before taking the tests from her.

"It's all right, Honda-san. Don't worry about it. Just sit back down. I'm sure you want your test back," Mayu told her with a considerate smile.

After squeezing in another apology, Tohru rushed back to her seat eagerly. She sat in her seat tensely, nervously watching Mayu walk down the aisle. Mayu seemed to be walking even slower than normal. Too anxious to even look as she heard Mayu place her test on her desk, Tohru shut her eyes. Tohru still hadn't opened her firmly closed eyes after Mayu had given Yuki, who was sitting at the very end of the last row in the classroom, his test. Yuki glanced at Tohru worriedly. He had never seen her act in such a manner.

"Tohru, aren't you going to look at your test?" he asked gently.

"How did I do?" she breathed.

"You did really well," he assured her.

Tohru dared to crack open one eye at this, but she didn't dare look down at her grade. Instead, she glanced over at him, partially suspecting him of lying to her. It had been so long since she had received a good grade on a test. It had probably been months ago when she had aced the final test on their sex education unit. She had only done so well because of all those pregnancy and baby books Yuki had bought and because of her visits to the obstetrician. Every quiz and test after that had been barely passed, despite how much time Yuki spent tutoring her.

"How well?" she murmured delicately.

"You got a 92," Yuki informed her.

Tohru gasped and snapped her eyes open in shock. For a second, all she could do was stare at the red numbers on her test in disbelief. Gratefully, she jumped to her feet and cheerfully tossed her arms around Yuki. Surprised, Yuki flinched as she lightly pecked his cheek. His eyes widened and his cheeks began to darken when he realized she was embracing him. They were in the back of the room, but the screeching of his chair caused by her leap had drawn everyone's attention to them. Embarrassedly, he kept his eyes on the floor, unable to even meet the gazes of his classmates he knew were staring at him, or more accurately, they were gawking at him –with the exception of Kyo, who seemed displeased with the intimacy.

"Thank you so much for helping me!" Tohru exclaimed.

"Um… You're welcome… But you're the one who studied so hard," Yuki reminded her.

The small curve of Yuki's mouth and the arm he kept around Tohru's back to keep her from slipping and falling enraged every fan girl in the room, making them stare at Tohru with a deadly glint to their eyes. Unaware of the ominous glares she was receiving, Tohru smiled broadly at Yuki. She was practically snuggling with him, not that he minded, but he knew she'd freak out when she realized what she had done. Public affection was not something she supported. He hadn't been aware she was capable of such actions until now, but then again, she had seemed to have forgotten that they weren't alone. He didn't have the heart to tell her. The oblivious state he found endearing, however, only seemed to anger the fan girls further.

"No way… Is the Prince blushing?" Minami hissed.

"Looks like it… I've never seen him blush before."

"And just because of that witch? Imagine how he'd look if we were hugging him instead," Minami snickered.

Minami could already imagine it, jumping into Yuki's arms, watching his face light up with a timid smile, and reaching his lips with her own. A blissful expression crossed her dazed face as she happily clasped her hands together. Minami's dream could have spiraled down further if it weren't for the lead pipe that suddenly hit her desk and cracked the wooden top. She screamed and jumped out of her seat instantly as splinters flew about the room and landed on nearby desks. Minami trembled as she peered up at the pair of angry brown eyes that went along with the weapon.

"Don't even think about touching Tohru's man," Uo warned.

"Tohru's man? Ha!" Minami snorted, hiding her terror behind a façade of confidence.

"Hey! Prince, aren't you Tohru's man?" Uo demanded angrily.

"I guess that's a crude way to put it, but yes," Yuki confirmed.

Tohru gasped when she finally noticed that she was the center of attention. Humiliated, she slid off of Yuki and landed on the floor with a soft thud. Her cheeks flushed darkly. Even Mayu was eyeing her strangely. Tohru peered at the pipe Uo was gripping tightly with concerned eyes. A couple of girls were already ducked under their desks. Tohru was worried for their sake, but at the moment, all she seemed to be able to focus on was Yuki's confirmation of being hers. Those simple words made her stomach do cartwheels and somersaults in a crazed frenzy. The next threats Uo tossed about, however, Tohru would have preferred to have done without.

"And it goes without saying that you keep your hands off of Tohru. That goes to you, stupid fan girls, and the guys too!" Uo snapped, waving her pipe around dangerously.

"Uo-chan!" Tohru cried fretfully.

She hopped up and took the pipe out of Uo's hand before she accidentally –or purposefully for that matter- hurt someone. Tohru managed to slide the weapon out of Uo's fingers, but that didn't make Uo look any less dangerous. She continued to glower at every occupant of the room to ensure they all knew how serious her threats were. Tohru waved her hands about, trying to get them disregard what Uo had said, the second part at least. She didn't mind if they remembered that Yuki was hers. Uo disregarded Tohru's frantic gestures though and turned to Kyo with a deadly gaze.

"You too, Kyon Kyon! No touching Tohru! Don't take advantage of her just because she lives with you! If you do, I'll break all your fingers," Uo warned.

"I wouldn't do that! She's the last person I'd want to touch!" Kyo retorted abruptly.

"What did you just say?!" Uo shouted.

"Excuse me?" Yuki cut in, glaring at Kyo.

Kyo flinched as he realized what he had said. As usual, Tohru was gazing at him with a small smile, uncomprehending of the meaning of his words. Yuki, Uo and Hana, however, were glowering at him. Kyo opened his mouth as he tried to come up with a reply that wouldn't further his unintended insult. Within seconds, he closed his mouth. He settled for a scowl and returned their infuriated looks. Noticing the real malice deep in all four of their eyes, Tohru laughed uneasily as she stood between them in attempt to prevent the imminent outbreak of violence.

"SHUT UP! Stop picking fights with me!" Kyo shouted irritably.

"You're the one who picks fights," Yuki replied nonchalantly.

"I'm going to kill you!" Kyo snapped, raising his fists furiously.

"Go ahead. I dare you," Yuki smiled calmly.

"Ah! Wait! Stop! Don't fight!" Tohru interrupted nervously.

She extended both of her arms out, stopping them both before they were within five feet of the other. Tohru didn't want the classroom to end up as an unrecognizable ruin of broken desks and crumbled walls. Yuki and Kyo threw each other menacing gazes, wordlessly telling each other that they'd finish the fight later when Tohru wasn't around, before they both reluctantly retreated back into their seats. Tohru let out a breath of relief as she trotted back to her desk, glad to have saved the school from destruction. Uo stared in amazement as the two boys obediently remained where they were.

"Wow! Tohru, you really tamed those boys!" Uo exclaimed.

Tohru blushed darkly, too timid to even deny what Uo had said.

"Sit down, Uotani-san. It's not homeroom yet-" Mayu began to say, but she stopped and sighed when the bell rang.

Hana and Uo immediately came over, stealing the seats of the two people that sat closest to Tohru. Uo grinned as she placed her hands on Tohru's stomach, smiling as soft kicks responded to her touch. Tohru found it embarrassing to have her friends rubbing her abdomen, but lately, nearly everyone in the school had come to her at least once to feel her daughter kick. It was the most positive reaction she had received about her pregnancy yet. Although flattered by their attention, it humiliated her to no end. Regardless, it was a nice change from the gaping and dirty looks she had received since her classmates found out about her situation.

"Wow, Tohru! You made it! You're pregnancy is almost over!" Uo cried excitedly.

Tohru smiled with a nod. She could hardly wait to meet her daughter. Her daughter had to be cute. With Sohma genes flowing in her blood, how could she be anything but beautiful? Specifically, she was Yuki's daughter, and there was a reason why he was the school prince. Besides, she was ready to be a normal girl again. However grateful she was to her pregnancy for bringing Yuki and her to the status of lovers, she was tired of being pregnant. Caring for a newborn wouldn't be much easier, but Yuki was willing to help her with that.

"Isn't it sad? Pretty soon she won't be just mine anymore…" Yuki teased Tohru.

"She was never just yours. She's ours too," Hana disagreed.

"She likes me more, right, Tohru?" Yuki inquired.

"I love all of you!" Tohru responded quickly.

"But who most?" Uo questioned.

Tohru stuttered, unwilling to answer. What was she supposed to say? She'd hurt two people whatever answer she gave. Trying too hard not to hurt someone, she missed the humor shimmering in each one of their eyes. She kept her eyes on her hands, chewing her bottom lip worriedly as she struggled to come up with a way to settle this peacefully. Suddenly, they laughed, making her jump in shock. Blinking in confusion, Tohru peered at them for a moment before she understood that it was her they found so humorous. After making sure Tohru wasn't offended by his chuckles, Yuki released her hand and stood.

"I'll come find you after school, okay?"

Tohru nodded with a smile and sent him on his way to the student council room before he was late for his meeting. Yuki practically darted down the hallways, anxious to get there on time. He had ditched several meetings already and was determined to get something done today. To his dismay, he noticed Motoko standing beside the door to the student council room. Her eyes lit up when she saw him, and she instantly bounded over to him with a cheerful grin. Yuki hesitated at her approach, taking a step back cautiously. Motoko ignored his actions and took extra steps to make up for it.

"Yuki-kun, may I speak with you for a minute?" Motoko asked with a smile.

"Um… Sure… What is it that you need, Motoko-sempai?" Yuki responded warily.

"Would you come with me for a little while?"

Yuki nodded, a bit reluctantly and sauntered after her. Motoko beamed as she spun around, reaching for Yuki's hand, but he snatched his hand away before her fingers could even brush his. Her smile faltered momentarily as she mentally cursed Tohru. Glad to see Yuki actually following her, her grin returned within seconds. She practically skipped down the hallways as Yuki uneasily trailed after her. He never walked beside her but rather, slightly behind her as a child would, she noted with disdain. She knew, through her daily spying, he was comfortable enough to walk next to Tohru. He even put his arms around Tohru's shoulders. Motoko was definitely jealous, though she preferred to refer to the emotion as determination to break through the black magic Tohru had obviously used to make Yuki love her.

After walking for five minutes, Yuki glanced at the clock exasperatedly, "Where are we going, Motoko-sempai?"

"Ah, nowhere. Just here," she giggled.

"So what is it that you need to say?" Yuki questioned impatiently.

Instead of replying, Motoko glanced around the seemingly deserted hallway before turning back towards Yuki. Yuki watched her quizzically as her face darkened to a shade that reminded him of Tohru's blushes. Motoko shifted her weight nervously and fiddled with her hands, trying to work up the courage to speak. She thought she had planned this confrontation thoroughly, but now that he was in front of her, she couldn't remember those carefully chosen phrases and perfect words. Motoko could tell she didn't have time to recollect them. Yuki was already edging away.

"You see… I- I um… You know I really like you," Motoko stammered nervously, "I actually love you!"

Shocked that she had been able to say it, Motoko jumped up excitedly. She decided to go along with Plan B, despite that she had disregarded it earlier out of shyness. She hopped up onto the tips of her toes and pressed her lips against Yuki's before he even figured out what was going on.

Meanwhile…

Tohru stood up, "I'm going to go to the bathroom."

One thing she wouldn't miss about her pregnancy was the frequent bathroom breaks.

Tohru wandered out of the classroom with her usual cheerful smile. She casually walked down the empty hallways, humming an unknown tune quietly to herself. Tohru froze when she saw familiar silver hair disappear around the end of the corridor. She blinked in confusion. She could have sworn that she had seen a woman a couple of inches ahead of him. Curiously, and a little jealously, Tohru followed. They clearly weren't heading to the student council room. In fact, they were heading in the opposite direction.

She hurried along and was soon close behind, but when both of them stopped, she halted behind the last wall. Suddenly, she felt guilty about following them. Yuki was her boyfriend, and she was supposed to trust him, not tail after him when he wasn't with her. Smiling to herself, Tohru was about to head back, but Motoko's loud, love confession made her stop in her tracks. Tohru gawked, whirling around to look, but again, she froze at the edge of the wall. Hesitating, she brought her fingernails to her mouth, chewing them indecisively. After another second of fidgeting and flailing her arms about, Tohru slowly poked her head out.

Tohru flinched at the scene she had caught sight of. A gasp escaped her quivering lips, making Motoko drop back down to her feet in shock. Tohru's eyes widened when Yuki turned towards her with equally large eyes, confirming to her that it was indeed her boyfriend who was just kissing Motoko. Her fingers flew to her mouth as her face twisted with horror. Unable to hold back her tears, Tohru fled from the scene as quickly as she could. She couldn't run quite that swiftly, but the distance between them grew rapidly, mainly due to how Yuki was stunned motionless.

"Tohru! Wait! This isn't what it looks like!" Yuki shouted.

He was yelling, begging, crying out to her to stop, but she couldn't. Her legs wouldn't listen, and her ears refused to hear anymore of what he was trying to tell her. After running around the school twice, she ran until she was back at the classroom and sat beside the door, sure she had lost him. Tohru couldn't make herself go inside and face her classmates, especially not her friends. She didn't want to explain anything or deny accusations that she had been dumped. What could she say when she wasn't sure what had happened, herself?

No one bothered her for a while. Teachers and students walking by simply brushed past her, not even looking in her direction. Tohru was perfectly content with their self-absorbed attitudes. She didn't wish to discuss her problem with anyone, especially not the person who decided to approach her. Tohru buried her face into her hands, refusing to look at the Yuki Fan Club president even when Motoko sat beside her. Tohru turned away from her, not acknowledging her as she spoke. She didn't want to hear about what happened just yet.

"Yuki kissed me," Motoko finally said, "I'm sorry. If I had known that was what he wanted, I wouldn't have followed him. I know you two are dating and all."

Tohru didn't respond, and after minutes of silence, Motoko stood and left with an unsatisfied grunt. She had been aiming to see tears at least or hear cries, but Tohru had held back all signs of sadness until Motoko had left. When she was alone again, tears came gushing out. Tohru wasn't stupid enough to believe what Motoko had said –she had clearly seen Motoko's arms tossed around Yuki's neck. Yuki had been standing rigid, and his eyes had been wide, clearly out of shock. She didn't even need those obvious clues to know that Yuki hadn't been cheating on her. Yuki wasn't the type to do such a thing. She doubted she would have even believed Motoko if Yuki had been leaning over her and had Motoko ensnared in a passionate embrace.

Yuki was the second person to come up to her. She could tell it was him, even though he didn't speak at first and though she didn't look up at him. Tohru recognized the ragged breathing and the tall shadow he cast on the ground. Nevertheless, she refused to meet his gaze, even when he stooped down to her level. Yuki sighed as she averted her teary gaze from his. After a minute of failing to meet her eyes, he finally locked her face between his hands and turned her towards him.

"I'm not cheating on you, Tohru. I swear. She just jumped on me and-"

"I know," Tohru interrupted him.

"You know?"

"Yes… You wouldn't do that, but I want to know why," she murmured softly.

"Why?" he repeated the word quizzically.

"Yes! Why aren't you cheating on me?! I'm not that pretty! I'm pregnant! I'm not skinny! I can hardly walk! I'm not even cute! Motoko-sempai is! She's gorgeous! Why don't you just date her?!" Tohru cried.

Yuki paused, gazing at the wailing woman before him. When he raised a hand to swipe the tears from her face, she slapped his fingers away. He didn't quite understand what she was implying, but he figured she was mad at him for some reason other than being forcibly kissed by Motoko. It almost sounded as if she were mad at him for not cheating on her, but that didn't make sense to him. He kneeled there patiently, waiting for her to elaborate. He figured she was having trouble expressing herself clearly, but the ferocity in her eyes suggested otherwise.

"What are you… What are you trying to say?" he breathed.

"I'm not good enough for you, I understand. You can be with Motoko-sempai. She's more beautiful than I am," Tohru continued in a hurt tone.

"You really think I'm that shallow, don't you?" he murmured softly.

Without even waiting for Tohru to respond, he stood up, shaking his head as he walked away. Tohru gasped, jumping to her feet awkwardly. She struggled to chase after him, but her worn out legs refused to listen anymore. Keeping her hands on the walls, she stumbled after him as quickly as she could manage, which wasn't that fast. He was already halfway down the hallway, and she was only several feet from the classroom. Tohru sniffled, dabbing her eyes with the edge of her sleeve to clear the veils of tears in vain.

"Yuki-kun! Wait! D-Don't go! Come back!" Tohru wailed.

He ignored her, muttering something she couldn't make out under his breath. Yuki paused in his steps, seeming to debate whether he should leave or not. This gave her time to close the distance, but he started walking before she reached him. Dashing ahead rapidly, she managed to grasp his arm, finally, but when her fingers wrapped around him, he shook her off. Tohru winced, as if he had struck her. She stopped where she was and dropped her hand, ending her pursuit. Yuki didn't even glance back as he continued walking.

"Y-Yuki…"

Tohru dropped to the ground abruptly, gripping her abdomen tightly. She knelt there, gasping in pain. She winced as another burst of pain exploded near her stomach.

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Feeling guilty, Yuki decided to return to Tohru. He should have been more understanding. Yuki was well aware of her frequent mood swings. She didn't mean half of the things she said when she was emotional nowadays. He had no right to make her feel worse than she already did. He was the one who had kissed someone else, though not willingly, after all. Yuki turned around at the end of the hallway and started back immediately. His eyes doubled in size when he saw Tohru bent over in the middle of the floor. He quickly sprinted over, disregarding the school rules in his haste. He knelt down beside her worriedly, placing his hand on her back.

"Are you okay, Tohru?" Yuki inquired fretfully.

Tohru's head snapped up at the sound of his voice. Her jaw dropped and her fists grasped at his top, pulling him near. Weeping, she buried her face in his shirt, entangling him in a tight embrace to keep him from leaving. Yuki stroked her back worriedly, awaiting a response from her. He couldn't tell whether she was shaking from crying or nodding in response to his question. Choking on her own sobs, she couldn't speak either. Tohru simply tightened her grip around him, trying to hug him despite the barrier in the way.

"Yuki!" she cried, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it like that! Please don't stay mad at me!"

"No, no. Don't apologize. I'm sorry. I overreacted… I shouldn't have… I'm sorry," he apologized.

"No, Yuki-kun did nothing wrong," Tohru insisted, "It's my fault, and I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you. You didn't cheat on me, and I don't think you're shallow at all! I love you most!"

"Shh… Tohru, calm down. It's okay," he assured her.

Tohru peeled her face off of his shirt, leaving a dark imprint from her tears. She peeked up at his face shyly, pleased to find a smile across his face. His hand cupped her face, caressing the wet skin gently. He was graced with a small smile in return. Timidly, Tohru turned her head to the side, managing to hide one of her scarlet cheeks from him at least. Yuki disregarded her embarrassment, turning her back to face him. He scrutinized her carefully in search of the injury that had made her collapse, but he noticed nothing other than Tohru's confused expression.

"Where does it hurt," he pressed worriedly.

"Um… It doesn't hurt anymore," Tohru admitted uneasily, praying he wouldn't assume she had feigned the whole fall to make him come back.

"Where did it hurt then?" he asked.

"Umm… Here," she gestured oddly to her lower abdomen.

"So it didn't hurt here?"

He trailed his fingers from the bottom of her back to her stomach, showing her the area he was referring to. She flushed vividly at the contact as she struggled to focus not on where his hands were but the trail they had left behind. Recalling the spasm of pain that had erupted near her abdomen, she shook her head in denial to his question. Yuki let out a breath of relief. Bemused, Tohru tilted her head to the side, tacitly prodding him for an explanation.

"They were contractions," he announced to her.

"Am I going into labor?" Tohru panicked.

"No, no! They're Braxton Hicks Contractions," he explained to her, "False labor. They're fake contractions, basically. Don't worry. It's too early for you to go into labor."

"So you're not mad at me at all?" Tohru asked after a moment of silence.

He shook his head with a smile, "Are you mad at me?"

"Nope!"

"Good, so I can kiss you?"
She blushed in response, unable to say much further as he gingerly pressed his lips to hers. Tohru was just about to wrap her arms around Yuki's neck when the bell rung and the door five feet to her right opened with a thud. Upon hearing a whistle and loud footsteps of her classmates, she gasped and shoved Yuki away gently. Several more hoots and applauds followed as Tohru jumped to her feet. She nervously straightened out her skirt and kept her eyes stubbornly on the floor as laughing students walked past her. Noticing Yuki still sitting on the floor in a state of shock, Tohru tugged him up –with his help- embarrassedly.

"So this is what you ditched homeroom for, eh, Tohru?" Uo snickered.

"Uo-chan!" Tohru exclaimed.

"I totally understand. You're just lucky that Mayu-sensei had to leave seconds after you left, or you'd have another detention," Uo laughed.

Tohru flushed and hid behind Yuki as the rest of the students came piling out. Half of her classmates had witnessed the kiss. Did Uo really find it necessary to ramble about the kiss for those who hadn't seen it? Tohru grimaced, shying away from the glares nearly every girl who came by gave her as Uo continued to tease her.

Sorry for the mediocre chapter and abrupt ending. D: But my mind is elsewhere (Breaking Dawn August 2nd :D :D :D). So my editing was probably crummy. So correct those silly mistakes. :D