My first multi-ficced...fic. I hope you enjoy the fluffiness and I hope y'all learn something from each story. Learning is good...sometimes. Anyway, here is my first Tohru/Kyo.
Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket.
A frown marked her pretty face.
Kyo wasn't accustomed to it. Tohru was a happy-go-lucky girl. She only frowned when she was worried. And it's always about someone else. She's so selfless, he thought before saying, "Something wrong?"
She paced back and forth across the kitchen floor.
"Stop that! Tell me," he barked.
Tohru falsely smiled. "It's nothing. And I'll stop pacing." Tohru kept her word.
Kyo watched her send her gaze flying, landing on anything but him. "You can tell me," he said gently.
She wrung her hands, then finally looked at him. "Well, your birthday's coming up soon…"
"So?" The day he was conceived wasn't so special to him. But being alive for seventeen years, meaning that soon he'd turn eighteen, would be regarded as something special to her.
"I don't think I'll have enough to buy everything."
"What's there to buy?"
"There's a lot to buy. Streamers, balloons, cake, ice-cream," she catalogued. "And your present. Ah, it doesn't matter." Tohru threw out a carefree laugh. "I shouldn't have worried you. It'll all work out."
By her last sentence, Kyo knew her intentions. Living with her had made him aware of her thoughts and plans for everyone's happiness.
"Well there's no way you're working overtime." He walked towards her and placed his hands on her shoulders. "And Shigure can take care of the expenses. If he doesn't, then it isn't a big deal."
"It is!" she replied earnestly.
Kyo smiled. "I'd rather you bake me a cake than buy me some fancy one. It'd cut back on expenses a little I guess. But the rest doesn't matter, Tohru. You know why?"
She shook her head.
"Because I only need you to be happy."
Material things don't matter. All I need is you.