I’m not perfect, but I swear I’m perfect for you.
I’m not perfect, but I swear I’m perfect for you.
|Anonymous sent: tohru please come online more often your replies make my day so much better i love you so much omg|
Tohru’s pale cheeks were immediately set ablaze by the person’s plead as her eyes widened and she was left nearly speechless. Waving her hands frantically, she began to stutter nervously. “A-Ah, thank you so much! I’m glad I can do that for you. I-I’m so sorry! I’ll… definitely be here more often!”
|Anonymous sent: Which time of the day is your favorite? Morning, afternoon, evening, night...?|
Tohru listened intently, a gentle smile splayed across her lips. “Well, I like all times of the day equally, I suppose. I’ve never really thought about which I favor more. But I guess if I had to choose, I’d be more of a morning person. The morning air and the promise of a new day filled with surprises is so refreshing!”
|Anonymous sent: Have you heard from Arisa and Kureno lately?|
Brown eyebrows knit together as the girl tried to recall when she’d spoken to her best friend last. It was only when she began drawing blanks that she released a bashful chuckle. “Ah, I suppose I haven’t. I should really check up on them more often, shouldn’t I? Last I heard they were doing very well!”
|Anonymous sent: Hi, Tohru. What did you do today?|
“Well,” the girl started, a finger tapping at her chin thoughtfully. “I started out with my usual chores: cooking, some laundry, a little bit of shopping, and cleaning up here and there. Afterward, Kisa paid a visit and we caught up over some tea.”
Tohru rubbed at the back of her head nervously, her cheeks flushing as she did so. “I guess my day was kind of boring. But thank you so much for asking!” She laughed, a ditzy grin bringing her lips upward.
Where do I even begin? So much has changed in one year. I’m sure if you were here with me you’d be telling me to slow down because it seems as though time has passed me by in a whirlwind. It was as if one moment I was leading a content, but simple, life and I blink for just a second and here I am.
I suppose I’ll start with Yuki.
It’s been such a long time since he and I have spoken to one another that I can’t help but miss the Sohma house. We don’t write very often and calling is sparse, but I make sure to ask Kyou about him every now and then to check up and make sure he’s doing alright. I’d hate to interrupt his endeavors and since that time, it seems the two have been able to keep up some sort of friendship.
Then there’s Machi.
I’d love to be able to say how she’s doing, but it seems as though we’ve lost touch as well in recent months. I’m sure she’s busy and bothering her would be almost as bad as Yuki! But… I think tomorrow, I’ll drop by and see for myself. Maybe we could have some tea and catch up. Wouldn’t that be great, Mom?
Like I said, earlier, time has certainly passed me by. I think it’s time I start slowing down and appreciating the little things. I never thought I’d miss it all so much until the moments became so rare! This time is rare… and I’d be silly to let it slip by any further.
Lastly… There’s Kyou.
We’re so different now that I’m sometimes stopped suddenly with memories of who we were compared to now. It’s strange to think how far we’ve come from that day at the park… to being set free.
I’m truly lucky to be by his side, Mom. In the past year, I’ve gotten to see so many sides of Kyou that I could have never dreamt of. His smile, his laugh, even when he’s down or annoyed. I love him - every single side of him; even the parts I’m sure he’s not so fond of.
I couldn’t imagine a better way to spend my year than living by his side. I’m sure you’ll be glad to know that he does well in keeping my happiness. He gives me so much confidence and joy that I’m not entirely sure he’s aware of! He’s just… amazing, Mom.
As for myself, I’m working my hardest at my studies. I’ve got to keep these grades up and do you proud, right? I really hope I am. Every day that I think of you, Kyou, Yuki, the Sohmas, and Machi, I’m driven to do better.
Well, I’ve got to get back to dinner, Mom. I could only stop for a little while and I’m sure Kyou will be home soon. We’re having onigiri tonight!
I’ll write you soon, Mom!
Love always, Tohru. x
Four years have passed since Harry Potter drew his last breath at the hand of the Dark Lord.
Hogwarts is merely ashes. Dementors now feed on the souls of good wizards, trapped within the cells of Azkaban for trying to fight against the same darkness that killed so many. The Ministry of Magic is completely contained under the power of the Death Eaters, a regime so strict that to oppose His rule is suicidal. And yet, there are those who do.
Within darkness, the smallest of lights burn brightest. A Resistance has formed, under the careful guidance of Neville Longbottom. Those closest to Harry, those who refuse to bow to one who stole power when it was not his to claim, have not forgiven, and they have not forgotten. And whatever the risk, whatever the cost, they will never surrender.
When war breaks out in a world that was never supposed to be, which side will you choose?
Join us, and become part of the war that never was.
|Anonymous sent: One shot fluff of Tohru and Kyou. n__n|
(Of course I would get this. Of course. asdfghjkl; I wasn’t really sure what would make the heart melt completely, so I just went with how the weather feels outside, right now.
Oh, by the way, this is set in the future.)
Tucking back a lengthy lock of brown, Tohru released the most content of sighs. December would be arriving soon and along with it would be the string of well-awaited holidays and the fluffy white pillows of snow littering the ground. If there was anything the brunette looked forward to the most out of the year, it was the crisp smell of winter and the heart-warming presence of those around her.
Especially the former cat of the Zodiac.
As if reading her mind, the napping male stirred slightly, curling closer into the warmth that was her lap. Absent-mindedly, the girl’s fingers gently combed through the orange hair that sat atop her thighs and smiled. Although the coolness that was November hung about the air, the temperature had eased up in the slightest, allowing a day of sunbathing on the dojo’s porch completely comfortable, so long as one wore a sweater.
Releasing a few short, idle hums, Tohru gazed out into the garden lovingly. She remembered first moving into Shishou’s dojo. She’d insisted from the moment she’d stepped foot inside that she would be one to pull her weight and not once had she fallen through. Cooking, cleaning, gardening - she was the prime example of what it meant to be a busy bee. Rarely did she ever stop to take a break, for she was determined to have the entire place sparkling from ceiling to floor. Although, it was only a matter of time before she ran out of things to go out of her way in doing and she was allotted a spare moment or two to simply relax and unwind, as she did so now.
Shaking her head with a laugh, Tohru leaned down to brush her lips against the warm forehead of her beloved. At times, her life seemed surreal. After years spent in an upward battle toward happiness, it seemed that she and Kyou were finally finding their place together in the world. Where he assisted Shishou with educating in martial arts, she dutifully provided her endless support with extreme care and continued working her part time job to do her part in income. Never in her life had Tohru been happier but soon, she was sure that something even greater would be shining light into her already well-lit life.
Unconsciously, the girl moved her hand from the shoulder of her husband’s to the flat expanse of her clothed stomach. It entirely too early to notice any bit of movement but if Tohru closed her eyes and allowed her thoughts to drift into the future, she was sure she could imagine a gentle thump against her palm.
However long her lids stayed shut, she did not know, but the grip of a calloused hand tugging on hers brought about the most genuine of smiles and had her revealing both brown hues in no time.
“Love you,” He muttered quietly, lids only cracked in the slightest, as he brought her ring clad hand down against his lips.
“I love you too.”
riceball-x started following you
Hiro’s nose crinkled at her presence, hazel eyes flickering with dislike.
“Idiot,” he greets with a jut of his bottom lip, side-glancing her as he examined his fingernails, “Where’s the stupid cat? Or am I wrong to assume he’s always right there behind you?”
Ears perking at the sound of another’s voice, Tohru whipped around in the other direction, completely caught off guard. “Ah, Hiro!” She greeted, the pitch of her voice doing the slightest of trills as she ignored his insult. Adorning her signature airheaded grin, the brunette felt genuinely pleased to be in the other’s presence, regardless of the distasteful aura radiating off of him.
“Kyou?” She wondered aloud, continuing on smoothly without regard to his stream of indignities. “If I recall correctly, he should be out visiting Shishou today.” The riceball muttered, the pad of her forefinger tapping against her chin lightly. It was true that the pair were within one another’s presence more often than not, but the insinuation of them always being together was rather silly and brought out the slightest of giggles from the older girl.
“Was there something I could help you with, Hiro?” Tohru offered kindly.
|Anonymous sent: Miss Tohru, how are you today? Kyo isn't causing you any trouble is he? He was always a good child. Thank you for taking care of him all these years. He was never a happy child and I know I'm the cause for that. Please continue to make him smile everyday from the bottom of his heart. With Love, Mrs. Sohma.|
Doe eyes blinked quizzically as the words of the woman processed painfully slow.
“I-I’m doing well,” Tohru stuttered out thoughtlessly. Who was she to question the mystical powers of this world? She’d experienced enough unquestionable situations in her life to know that the world was unpredictable and right now, she should listen to whatever the elder had to say.
“Kyou? Ah…” A sudden flush came to the brunette’s cheeks as her brown eyes flickered toward the ground and the image of the former cat flitted through her mind. “He could never cause me any trouble,” she said with finality, a fond smile tugging the corners of her lips upward.
Kyou Sohma was everything he never understood he was: passionate, awkwardly kind, handsome, helpful, talented, and in recent months, gentle. But trouble? He wasn’t. It was impossible.
If anything, I would be the one causing him trouble.
“There’s no need to thank me for taking care of him though,” she muttered shyly.
Because it’s him who takes care of me, as well.
“But I will always do my best to keep Kyou smiling.”