Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ The New Akito ❯ Coming Home ( Chapter 7 )
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By: MitchellsPrincess42405 
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.02.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 299 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.02.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 299 | Status: Completed
Chapter Seven: Coming Home
“Oka-chan!” Kiri said rather loudly, pointing out the window at the rooftops of Tokyo.
“Yes, honey, we’re almost home.” At the sight of Tokyo, Tohru was filled with emotion, and she wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry, “Are you two ready to meet daddy?” she asked the little girls.
Yup!” Kiri said as Tamaki nodded her agreement.
Tohru smiled across the two children at her three cousins across the aisle on the plane. “Are you three ready too?” she jokingly asked Hiro, Kisa and Momiji. They all smiled half-heartedly.
Something was wrong, something none of them wanted to tell her, and every time she talked about Yuki she could see it in their eyes. ‘No way to make them tell,’ Tohru sighed to herself, ‘just have to wait and find out.’
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“Oh it feels so nice to be back!” Tohru said as she got out of the cab and stared up at the Sohma house she had lived in with Shigure, Kyo and Yuki, and later on with just Yuki. Now she started to cry: pain, fear, joy and hope all mixing into one. It was time to see Yuki again.
Kiri ran up to the door yelling, “DADDY!” over and over again. Tamaki ran over to restrain her little sister, but even she looked happy enough to burst.
“Kiri, don’t be so loud!” Tohru lightly scolded as she reached into her jeans pocket and pulled out the key. After a moment she opened the door, and walked in to her home.
“Yuki?” She called up the stairs. Without waiting for an answer, she ran up the stairs into their bedroom. Yuki lay asleep on the bed.
“Yuki!” Tohru cried, before throwing herself on her husband. One ‘poof’ later and Tohru held a wide awake rat in her arms as tight as she could manage.
“I missed you so much, Yuki! I love you so much!” Tohru told the rat.
“I love you too Tohru,” the rat said in Yuki’s melodic voice.
Yuki changed back with another ‘poof’ and hastily replaced his clothing. Then Yuki and Tohru kissed for a whole minute, without touching, of course.
“Ahem.” Kiri said in Japanese as she walked into the room, “Mommy, Tami’s hungry.”
Tohru laughed at the look on her daughter’s face. “Kiri, this is your daddy, Yuki, and I think you two should talk for awhile; you have three and a half years to catch up on.” As she left the room Kiri ran past her yelling “DADDY!”
As soon as Tohru entered the kitchen on the pretense of getting Tamaki food, she had a flashback of what the Sohma boys had been like without her. It smelled dreadful, and old food was everywhere, but Tohru never just gives up when the going gets tough! So she started to clean.
Ten minutes later and the kitchen was orderly enough for her to make a peanut butter sandwich for Tamaki.
“Here you go, hun,” she told her oldest daughter, handing her the sandwich. “When Kiri’s done talking to Yuki, we should probably introduce you. Um… since you’re going to be living with us from now on, your new father will definitely need to get to know you.”
The look in Tamaki’s eyes was one of pure joy, almost like she still wasn’t sure if Tohru wanted to keep her around. ‘I have got to find away to show Tamaki how much we all really love her,’ Tohru thought, ‘she cant keep expecting us to send her to an orphanage.’
Twenty minutes later, everyone was sitting around the kitchen table: Tamaki next to Kiri, Yuki next to Tohru.
“You don’t mind that we adopted Tamaki without telling you, do you?” Tohru whispered to Yuki, while Kiri was explaining what she wanted to do now in great detail to Tamaki.
“Tohru, when I married you, I said I would love you through better and worse, and Tamaki is definitely part of the better. She’s cute, nice, polite AND Kiri loves her. You definitely chose the right little girl to save,” Yuki said, smiling at his wife.
“I love you so much!” Tohru told him for the twentieth time that day and kissed him.
“Mommy! Dats weird!” Kiri said, making a face. Tamaki shook her head at her sister and smiled. Yuki and Tohru laughed.
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“Hey Kyo!” a strong, female voice called. “Could you come here please!?” It was Arisa Ouotani-Sohma, calling to her husband.
“What is it?” Kyo asked once he had reached his wife, who stood in the living room, phone in hand.
“That was the little squirt. He said Tohru finally came home. He left her and her kids to go back to the main house, so he doesn’t know how Yuki reacted. Oh, and Tohru adopted a little foreign girl, named Tamaki or something. We really should go to see them.”
Kyo stared at his wife, trying to process all that information. “Sure we can go visit, but we should probably call first,” he reminded his headstrong wife. “Rat-boy probably wants some time alone to catch up. But I definitely want to meet the newest Sohma and make sure she can handle living in this family.”
Arisa smiled. “If me, Hana and Tohru can stand you guys, then I think Tamaki can manage it too. It would be good to meet her. Tohru says she’s mute.”
Kyo gave her a surprised look. “A mute? How odd. Hope she understands Japanese.”
“Yah know, maybe we should have kids too. I mean, Tohru did, and just look at Hana and Haru! They’re like baby making machines!” Arisa said, not looking Kyo in the eyes. “It might be nice to raise a little gangster child, right?” Then she looked him in the face and smiled.
“Next new year is one of the years, so we can think about it until then, but lets not end up like Haru and Hana, okay?” said Kyo.
Arisa nodded in agreement. “Well, now that we’re done with that talk, I’m going to call Tohru and ask if we can come over in a hour or so. Then I can talk to Tohru, and you can talk to Yuki. Ask how he’s doing, and DON’T hurt him. I want to make sure he’s alright.”
“Sure, I’ll start dinner then,” Kyo said as he turned toward the kitchen. “But Arisa, I don’t know if Yuki is up for the visit. Last time I saw him he was lying in Hatori’s hospital, and I can’t get that image out of my head. He looked an inch from death…”
“Look, Hatori let him leave because he didn’t think he could help. But Hatori thought Tohru and Kiri could, which is why the twerps and the tiger were sent to get her. Tohru will help him. He won’t get worse ever again. He can’t get worse. Every bad thing that happens to his daughter takes years off her life; you know how Akito ended up. Yuki would never let that happen to Kiri.”
“What can he do?” Kyo asked. “She will get hurt when she’s older, like any teenager. He can’t protect her from the world. It’s not fair to expect her to be happy all the time, but its not like we can tell her she’ll die young if she’s unhappy.”
“IT DOESN’T MATTER WHAT’S FAIR!” Arisa yelled, smashing the phone onto the table. “Nothings fair to Tohru! She tries so hard, but nothing gets better! I don’t know how she does it, but I want her to be happy.”
“Some day she will be,” Kyo said while comforting Arisa, praying that was true.
“Oka-chan!” Kiri said rather loudly, pointing out the window at the rooftops of Tokyo.
“Yes, honey, we’re almost home.” At the sight of Tokyo, Tohru was filled with emotion, and she wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry, “Are you two ready to meet daddy?” she asked the little girls.
Yup!” Kiri said as Tamaki nodded her agreement.
Tohru smiled across the two children at her three cousins across the aisle on the plane. “Are you three ready too?” she jokingly asked Hiro, Kisa and Momiji. They all smiled half-heartedly.
Something was wrong, something none of them wanted to tell her, and every time she talked about Yuki she could see it in their eyes. ‘No way to make them tell,’ Tohru sighed to herself, ‘just have to wait and find out.’
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“Oh it feels so nice to be back!” Tohru said as she got out of the cab and stared up at the Sohma house she had lived in with Shigure, Kyo and Yuki, and later on with just Yuki. Now she started to cry: pain, fear, joy and hope all mixing into one. It was time to see Yuki again.
Kiri ran up to the door yelling, “DADDY!” over and over again. Tamaki ran over to restrain her little sister, but even she looked happy enough to burst.
“Kiri, don’t be so loud!” Tohru lightly scolded as she reached into her jeans pocket and pulled out the key. After a moment she opened the door, and walked in to her home.
“Yuki?” She called up the stairs. Without waiting for an answer, she ran up the stairs into their bedroom. Yuki lay asleep on the bed.
“Yuki!” Tohru cried, before throwing herself on her husband. One ‘poof’ later and Tohru held a wide awake rat in her arms as tight as she could manage.
“I missed you so much, Yuki! I love you so much!” Tohru told the rat.
“I love you too Tohru,” the rat said in Yuki’s melodic voice.
Yuki changed back with another ‘poof’ and hastily replaced his clothing. Then Yuki and Tohru kissed for a whole minute, without touching, of course.
“Ahem.” Kiri said in Japanese as she walked into the room, “Mommy, Tami’s hungry.”
Tohru laughed at the look on her daughter’s face. “Kiri, this is your daddy, Yuki, and I think you two should talk for awhile; you have three and a half years to catch up on.” As she left the room Kiri ran past her yelling “DADDY!”
As soon as Tohru entered the kitchen on the pretense of getting Tamaki food, she had a flashback of what the Sohma boys had been like without her. It smelled dreadful, and old food was everywhere, but Tohru never just gives up when the going gets tough! So she started to clean.
Ten minutes later and the kitchen was orderly enough for her to make a peanut butter sandwich for Tamaki.
“Here you go, hun,” she told her oldest daughter, handing her the sandwich. “When Kiri’s done talking to Yuki, we should probably introduce you. Um… since you’re going to be living with us from now on, your new father will definitely need to get to know you.”
The look in Tamaki’s eyes was one of pure joy, almost like she still wasn’t sure if Tohru wanted to keep her around. ‘I have got to find away to show Tamaki how much we all really love her,’ Tohru thought, ‘she cant keep expecting us to send her to an orphanage.’
Twenty minutes later, everyone was sitting around the kitchen table: Tamaki next to Kiri, Yuki next to Tohru.
“You don’t mind that we adopted Tamaki without telling you, do you?” Tohru whispered to Yuki, while Kiri was explaining what she wanted to do now in great detail to Tamaki.
“Tohru, when I married you, I said I would love you through better and worse, and Tamaki is definitely part of the better. She’s cute, nice, polite AND Kiri loves her. You definitely chose the right little girl to save,” Yuki said, smiling at his wife.
“I love you so much!” Tohru told him for the twentieth time that day and kissed him.
“Mommy! Dats weird!” Kiri said, making a face. Tamaki shook her head at her sister and smiled. Yuki and Tohru laughed.
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“Hey Kyo!” a strong, female voice called. “Could you come here please!?” It was Arisa Ouotani-Sohma, calling to her husband.
“What is it?” Kyo asked once he had reached his wife, who stood in the living room, phone in hand.
“That was the little squirt. He said Tohru finally came home. He left her and her kids to go back to the main house, so he doesn’t know how Yuki reacted. Oh, and Tohru adopted a little foreign girl, named Tamaki or something. We really should go to see them.”
Kyo stared at his wife, trying to process all that information. “Sure we can go visit, but we should probably call first,” he reminded his headstrong wife. “Rat-boy probably wants some time alone to catch up. But I definitely want to meet the newest Sohma and make sure she can handle living in this family.”
Arisa smiled. “If me, Hana and Tohru can stand you guys, then I think Tamaki can manage it too. It would be good to meet her. Tohru says she’s mute.”
Kyo gave her a surprised look. “A mute? How odd. Hope she understands Japanese.”
“Yah know, maybe we should have kids too. I mean, Tohru did, and just look at Hana and Haru! They’re like baby making machines!” Arisa said, not looking Kyo in the eyes. “It might be nice to raise a little gangster child, right?” Then she looked him in the face and smiled.
“Next new year is one of the years, so we can think about it until then, but lets not end up like Haru and Hana, okay?” said Kyo.
Arisa nodded in agreement. “Well, now that we’re done with that talk, I’m going to call Tohru and ask if we can come over in a hour or so. Then I can talk to Tohru, and you can talk to Yuki. Ask how he’s doing, and DON’T hurt him. I want to make sure he’s alright.”
“Sure, I’ll start dinner then,” Kyo said as he turned toward the kitchen. “But Arisa, I don’t know if Yuki is up for the visit. Last time I saw him he was lying in Hatori’s hospital, and I can’t get that image out of my head. He looked an inch from death…”
“Look, Hatori let him leave because he didn’t think he could help. But Hatori thought Tohru and Kiri could, which is why the twerps and the tiger were sent to get her. Tohru will help him. He won’t get worse ever again. He can’t get worse. Every bad thing that happens to his daughter takes years off her life; you know how Akito ended up. Yuki would never let that happen to Kiri.”
“What can he do?” Kyo asked. “She will get hurt when she’s older, like any teenager. He can’t protect her from the world. It’s not fair to expect her to be happy all the time, but its not like we can tell her she’ll die young if she’s unhappy.”
“IT DOESN’T MATTER WHAT’S FAIR!” Arisa yelled, smashing the phone onto the table. “Nothings fair to Tohru! She tries so hard, but nothing gets better! I don’t know how she does it, but I want her to be happy.”
“Some day she will be,” Kyo said while comforting Arisa, praying that was true.