Momiji's story Momiji looked out towards the garden of the Sohmas main house. His Biology homework left open, the pages fluttering as a breeze blew through an open window. He brushed his growing fringe out of the way and let his thoughts wander, as they frequently seamed to, to the thing he enjoyed thinking of the most. Tohru. He looked at the phone beside his bed. He knew the number off by heart. The many times he has pressed those buttons, in order, to only miss the last one. He knew what he so dearly wanted to say to her as well. Three words. He sat on his bed and picked up the phone. His fingers hovered over the number pad as they traced out Shigures, Tohrus, number. He let his finger hover over the final key, testing it, the way it would feel, to tell her. Slowly he put the phone back into its receiver. He crouched on his bed, his back against the wall, and his head in his hands.I never gave a reasonOf why I didn't callAnd now I've
A little moreChapter one ~ IntroductionTohru and Kyo had married shortly after finishing their travels, 4 years after they finished school, and have now been married for 5 months. Since they returned they had been staying with Kyos adoptive father Kazuma at the Dojo where Kazuma, Saki and Kagura stay. Kyo had been working at the Dojo with his father and Kagura to pay for his rent and Tohru spent the days cleaning and cooking for everyone and spending time relaxing, helping at the Dojo and doing the greater share of house searching for herself and Kyo, as they had decided when they moved in, it would only be for as long as it took them to find their own place. While sitting in Kazumas kitchen table Tohru was looking through some of the houses that were for sale nearby
Oh, Ill have to show this house to Kyo thought Tohru. She looked up from the pamphlet and got up to peer around the corner of the hallway as she tried to place where Kyo had gone.