Well, everyone, here is the last chappie. I'm also sad to see it end but it had to sometime. Keep your eyes open for my next fanfic with Hatori and Hana as the main characters. Don't ask, just read. LOL. :) I'm so glad most of you were pleased with this story, I'm sorry of some of you came off with the impression that this wasn't a good story even if I told you it was. I thought Kyoru fans would also enjoy this story as well because of how it ends, but I must have been wrong. Anyway, I'm happy to all of those who enjoyed this story and I hope that even if you didn't enjoy this story you'll still read my next FB fanfic. :) Oh, a few notes.
phantomthiefdarkmousy: I'm so sorry you didn't enjoy this story. I know actually a couple of Kyoru lovers who enjoyed this story still, so I don't think that all Kyoru lovers would hate it. Anyway, I don't really like the Yukiru pairing either, it just fits here. Anyway, I hope I didn't upset you too much but you can't please everyone, you know? Anyway, I'm still a HUGE fan of your writing and I hope you'll continue to read more of my stories. :) I'm forever your avid reader and fan. :) Thanks for anyway, I hope you don't completely hate me. :)
kyo-obsessedru2: Bonanza is an oldie show. I'm not a HUGE anime lover, my friend just happened to get me into Fruits Basket and then AzuManga Daioh and I'm starting to get into Last Exile. Anyway, so mainly I'm an oldie watcher, that's what Bonanza is, an old western. Anyway, yeah, I mainly watch old sitcoms. So, anyway, I'm starting to get into the anime crowd. It's fun, I'm a very diverse person. Anyway, thanks for reading and I'm glad you enjoyed it. Keep your eyes open for my next Furuba. :)
"Are you ready for this?" Katsuya asked Tohru as he walked into the room where Tohru was being helped into her wedding dress.
"Yes," she breathed as she pulled the veil over her head.
"Oh, Tohru, I just can't believe that you're being married and I've only just begun to know you," he said, standing back to look at her. She looked beautiful in all white, and it fit her. White was the perfect color for such a creature, pure and self sacrificing. "Kyo wants to talk to you before the wedding."
"Send him in," she said as Katsuya nodded, opened the door, and disappeared as Kyo entered the room, shutting the door behind him. At first he was taken aback by her beauty. His pupils enlarged for a second before he could say anything. White was the perfect color for Tohru, his sister.
"Tohru," he said finally, walking toward her. "You look absolutely beautiful." She blushed.
"Thank you," she whispered. "You look very handsome, Kyo."
"Geez, in this thing? I hate it, it's so damn itchy," he complained as she giggled. He pulled at the collar and scratched his neck irritably. "Well, I guess this is it." She nodded. "Tohru, I want you to be the happiest girl in the whole world. It's way too freaky how we're brother and sister, but at the same time it makes sense. Yuki's gonna be your husband, but if you ever need anything don't hesitate to tell me. I always want us to be together."
"Oh, Kyo, so do I," she said, wishing she could wrap her arms around him. Instead she took his hands in hers and held them reassuringly. "And we always will."
Walking Tohru down the aisle was not easy for Katsuya. He had only known his daughter for less than four years and she had only known him less than three months. She loved him as any girl would her father, and that amazed him, the fact that she could love her father so much after what he had done. He felt that the proper reaction would be embarrassment, so did Kyo for that matter. She was related to monsters, but what made Tohru a great person was her ability to love people no matter what. That gift had come from Kyoko he knew, because if it were from him then none of this mess would have happened, actually Kyo and Tohru might not even exist.
They approached the altar and Yuki got the first look at his bride. She was radiant, beautiful, gorgeous, too many words for him to describe. He supposed all grooms felt this way about their brides but right now he would have died swearing that Tohru was the loveliest vision he had ever seen. All of the other Sohmas were taken aback by her beauty as well. Tohru joined Yuki at the altar now and the priest began the ceremony.
"Do you, Yuki Sohma, take this woman, Tohru Sohma, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love, honor, and cherish her in life or death, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer as long as you both shall live?" the man asked.
"I do," Yuki promised.
"Do you, Tohru Sohma, take this man, Yuki Sohma, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love, honor, and obey him in life or death, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer as long as you both shall live?" he asked.
"I do," she vowed.
"Then by the power vested in me I now pronounce you man and wife," the priest declared. "You may kiss the bride." Just as these words were said Akito put his hand to his heart, clutching his chest as he fell to the floor in pain. Hatori, who was sitting beside him, knelt beside him immediately. Suddenly all returned to silence as Hatori rose gravely from the ground.
"Akito's dead," he said softly. "It was a heart attack."
Then everyone remembered how pale the man had looked the last few days. Hatori had predicted this but didn't have the heart to tell the family. Over the past few weeks Akito had called each Sohma to him one by one and apologized. He felt like words weren't enough but each Sohma had forgiven him, and the ones who couldn't yet because of the pain he had caused had promised to try.
Tohru gasped and moved toward the pew but as she did she slipped. Yuki held his arms out to catch her even though he knew he'd be turning into the rat, but, surprisingly, nothing happened. Tohru suddenly noticed that she was still leaning against Yuki's chest and lifted her head to look up into his eyes. A smile started to grow on his face and he pulled her closer into his arms as he brought her lips toward his. This was a real kiss, one where he could pull her into his arms and hold her. He could touch her now, he could wrap his arms around her waist, he could prove his love now. She held him close to her as joy coursed though her body. This was what she had been longing to do for so long, to hold him or have him hold her. They pulled away as the rest of the Sohmas clapped. Momiji, excited beyond words, leapt up from his seat on the aisle and ran to hug Tohru. It felt so good to hold someone. As Momiji hugged her, Yuki made his way to Akito's body. He held the cold hand in his gently.
"Akito, I forgive you," he whispered.
"Tohru, why don't you and Kyo dance?" Katsuya asked as he approached his daughter at the wedding reception.
"Oh, good idea," she said as she turned around to see Kyo standing behind her. "Let's dance, Kyo!" She pulled him onto the dance floor just as a slow waltz began to play. He placed his arm around her waist and she put her hand on his shoulder. They held hands and began to soar around the room.
"Kyo, we're dancing," Tohru whispered softly, looking up into his eyes. Her eyes were filled with tears but so were his.
"Yes, Tohru," he breathed. "We're dancing." She laid her head against his chest and they danced slowly and he wrapped both arms around her waist. Once the music stopped he continued to hold her, stroking her hair. The rest of the Sohmas smiled sweetly upon the scene, even Yuki. The memories of the two as children to the present day came over Katsuya and the tears flooded his eyes as he looked upon his two children.