AN: I don't remember if anyone said anything about the cliffhanger last chapter, but I tell you, it was fun to write. Heh... Especially since I tricked you! Ha! Also, I'm rewriting the handwritten version of this story so that it's neater, and easier to read, which means nothing to anyone but my friends. So... yeah... Read the startling conclusion to the cliffe!
Chapter Eight- Catless Bag
"What on Earth!" screeched Kyou.
"How...?" inquired Yuki.
"..." Shigure paused. "...you two have never seen a cheeseburger before, have you?" He said it with a hint of mockery.
(AN: Thought she'd told 'em, didn't you...? I'm so evil sometimes...)
Tohru smiled, she'd put her Home Economics skilled to use in making dinner. She still wore a cheerful mask, the impending truth weighing down upon her ability to speak up.
"Err... sure I have!" defended the Neko.
The Nezumi took his normal role, "Baka Neko, or course you haven't. Neither have I, frankly. Honda-san, kindly enlighten us as to what this is, exactly?"
Tohru nodded, "It's just a beef patty in a bun with cheese..."
"yes of course!" said Shigure through a mouthful of the meat. However, it sounded much more like, "Yarr, o'chor!" much to the mental hilarity of Tohru, although that joy only lasted for a brief moment.
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Later that night, all three of the men seemed to be catching on to Tohru's masked emotions.
Kyou was first to decide to do something about it.
"Tohru... is something the matter?"
"N-no, Kyou-kun, don't fret over me..."
"Something is wrong, I can tell. Spill it. If you keep it inside, somebody can help or comfort you, doofus!"
Tohru couldn't hold it in, she fell to her knees, "K-Kyou-kun! You're so kind! I-I..."
"Spit it out!" said the Neko, hyped.
"I'm pregnant, Kyou!"
The Neko froze where he stood.