"What's Home?"
Yuki threw his luggage back into his car. He sighed. He still felt tired from the adrenaline from the day before.
The day before, after his long run, he spent the rest of the day pondering his even with Tohru in her room.
Depressed, but elated at the chance of being close to her, even if she likely didn't register who he was.
A part of him felt sinister for finding pleasure in the act; however, he knew he would have never taken advantage
of her.
He was aware of how much he loved her. As much as it hurt him to know that the love was not requited.
"Yuki!"
A sweet voice chirped behind him.
Tohru stood next to Kyo, holding hands with eachother.
Yuki took a deep breath and approached them.
He did not dare bring up the event of the day before.
He wasen't sure if he wanted her to remember it or not.
Apparently she did'nt.
Kyo released his hand and put his arm around Tohru.
He didn't look too concerned, however.
"I really wish we could have all spent more time together!" Tohru smiled.
"Oh, well, you were so busy. It was wonderful though. I'm glad I came." Yuki smiled awkwardly, thinking of
the way her lips felt on his.
Yuki felt an uneasy sense of formality between them. He knew if Kyo wasen't standing next to her he would
feel more at ease.
"I guess, well, we will see eachother at New Years, right?" Tohru asked, looking at Kyo.
"Yeah, we'll be there." Kyo smiled back at her.
"We'll see you around rat." Kyo.
"Yeah, I'll see you guys then." Yuki opened his car door, trying to give a sense that he had a home in which he
was ready to go back to. Like he had somewhere he really wanted to be.
Yuki felt a bit of disgust. He was feeling that sense of social awkwardness that he used to experience nonstop
in school, before he met Tohru.
As Yuki sat down and started his car, Tohru waved at him through the glass. He smiled sweetly at her and waved back.
Kyo scooped her from behind, playfully. Tohru laughed and they walked together back to the guesthouse. They would
packing soon to go catch their train.
Yuki watched through his rearview mirror.
The happiness and contentment between the two was indeniable and so transparent.
They had truly found love through eachother. An unbreakable bond that Yuki felt he would never find himself.
Why couldn't he feel this way with Machi?
He had so much in common with her. A broken past, a broken relationship with her parents, just like him.
He wondered, was he spoiled? Asking for more than he desereved?
Yuki stopped by a vending machine and got a hot jasmine tea.
He watched the steam from the tea venture into the air.
He was so tired of feeling jealous of the cat.
Why couldn't he just find himself? Why did he need anyone? He survived for so long without anyone as a child.
His parents sold him off, he was abused by Akito, left out of all conversations with the rest of the Zodiac members.
He really was a survivor, but no one would ever think it to look at him.
There was little time to sit around and ponder it all. He had his job to attend to and school work.
It was time to go back.