Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Tohru's Curse ❯ Epilogue ( Chapter 7 )
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Epilogue
Kyo came home from the dojo exhausted. As soon as he stepped inside his ears were assaulted by a flurry of noise. “Hey, what are you guys doing?” He demanded.
Two nearly identical voices called out to him.
“Dad!”
“Papa!”
“Kyoko's gone psycho again!” They said in unison.
His lips twitched as he sized up the situation. Their three-year-old daughter had decided to tie up her brothers with shoe laces and color their faces with Tohru's make-up. The girl in question sat quietly on the couch sucking on her orange hair, trying to look completely innocent.
“Young lady,” He swallowed a chuckle and managed to look stern. “What did Mommy say about playing with her make-up and ruining your new shoe laces?”
Her eyes widened, she lowered her lashes. “Sorry, Daddy.” His heart still warmed every time she called him that.
Then he raised a brow at his sons. “Well? What did you do to annoy your sister?” They shared a look.
“Nothing.” They said, simultaneously. They frowned at each other. Kyoko made a face, but said nothing. She wasn't a tattle.
“Kisho? Masa? Would you like me to ask your mother to deal with this?”
They winced. Kyo grinned to himself. Tohru was still sweet and kind to everyone, but she knew how to discipline their children.
“We hid her doll.” Masa confessed.
“And we forgot where.” Kisho said, defeated.
“Alright.” He untied them. “You aren't allowed to wash that off until you find it.”
They stared at him in horror. “What if we hid it outside?” The shock in his voice made his sister smile.
“Tough.” Kyo said, unsympathetic. “Let this be a lesson to you two. Don't take what doesn't belong to you.”
They slumped and trudge out of the room. Kyoko threw her arms around him.
He smiled. “And you, little girl, will clean this up before Mommy gets home.” He gestured to the smudges of her little revenge all over the flower. She nodded and gave him a smacking kiss on the cheek. He loved all his children, but he particularly doted on his daughter.
An hour or so later Tohru got home. “Kyo-kun, why are our sons running up and down the neighborhood with several shades of blue and red on their faces?” He laughed and scooped her into his arms.
“The wrath of a three-year-old.” He nuzzled her neck.
“Really, I suppose then her shoe laces are—” Kyo's lips descended on hers, cutting her off. She soon forgot what she was about to say.
When he pulled back he watched her eyes. It always fascinated him how the hues of her brown eyes changed from dazed passion to recovered control. “Hi.” He grinned at her.
She stepped out of his arms and headed for the kitchen. “I got a call from Yuki-kun today.”
“Yeah? How does the rat like backpacking through Europe?”
“Kyo-kun…” She said, reproachfully.
“It's a nickname,” He reminded her. “He still calls me a stupid cat, sometimes.”
“He tells me he met up with Momiji-kun. He was playing at a concert in Italy.”
“The kid's gone far in the past few years.” The pride in his voice was strong. “And I've got news for you. Haru finally got the nerve to pop the question.”
“Really?” Tohru's eyes lit up in delight. “Rin's going to be so happy. After she set up her art studio that was all she was really waiting for.”
“Maybe if they work at it they'll be as happy as we are.” Their eyes met from across the room, they didn't look away even as the kitchen door slammed open.
“We finally found it.” Masa announced. “Now can we…”
“Aww, man they're doing it again.” The disgust in Kisho's voice was evident.
“Come on, Kisho. Let's give Kyoko back her doll and try to get this gunk off.”
They ran off, gagging and giggling.
Tohru smiled when Kyo pulled her into his arms and nibbled at her neck. “Did you ever dream we could be this happy?”
“Yes.” He turned her to face him and drank deeply from her mouth. “Every minute I was with you, I dreamt of this.”
He looked up as someone cleared their throat. “Kyoko?”
“Dinner?” She questioned.
“Ah, I'm sorry, darling. I'll get to it right away.” She gently, pushed Kyo away, shooting him a slight glare for distracting her. He winked.
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Later that night, Kyo and Tohru snuggled on the roof. No matter how old they would grow, the roof was always theirs.
The curse was broken, and they finally had the freedom to follow their own paths. And they lived happily ever after…
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THE END