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Fashionably late to @kyoruweekofficial, per usual! This was for day one's prompt, which was "holding hands". Tohru is still not used to it all, whether it be months or years later.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Fruits Basket, Fruits Basket - Takaya Natsuki (Manga), Fruits Basket (Anime 2019)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Honda Tohru/Sohma Kyou
Characters: Honda Tohru, Sohma Kyou, Tohru and Kyo's Granddaughter
Additional Tags: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Family Loss, Character Death, Post-Canon, Established Relationship, get this fic out of my sight, wanted to put this out mainly because it's been begging me to write it, tohru dies of old age and not because of something horrible i promise, she lived a good life
Summary:
What were the chances of him meeting someone like her? Someone who loved him for who he was and who he would become, and whom he could love in return without having to hold anything back? And how was there even a chance in the first place, when being with him meant being battered and bruised from all the pain brought upon by the cords that bound him?
How did he get so lucky? The math seemed impossible.
Yet, she’s right there.
And there’s only one of her.
very late but have some angst this @kyoruweekofficial
kyoru week soon!!! ahhh i hope they don't cute any of their scenes in S3 cause all of them even the tiny ones had a lot of impact on both of the characters imo, kyoru is slow burn excellence and i don't wanna be robbed of any of it (plus of yukis reaction to them HELPEMDMD he's so done with them )
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/8
Fandom: Fruits Basket, Fruits Basket - Takaya Natsuki (Manga), Fruits Basket (Anime 2019)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Honda Tohru/Sohma Kyou
Characters: Honda Tohru, Sohma Kyou
Additional Tags: Fluff, Canon Compliant, Kyoru Week 2020, Oneshot Prompts Challenge, Established Relationship, Mutual Pining, Manga Spoilers, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Character Study, Romance, Post-Canon, rated T bc i am me and who knows how spicy this will end up
Summary:
What it means to stay by someone's side, from beginning to end, and everything in between.
Day 1: my wish
He watches her out of the corner of his eye. She clasps her hands in front of her chest, eyes closed and smiling—and Kyo decides that a wish must be something good. Something that makes you happy. That's what she makes it look like, at least.
Beating Yuki will fix everything. (Beating Yuki won't make him happy.)
That's the year Kyo decides he doesn't like New Years that much, and that he likes wishes even less.
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Rating: G
Ship: Kyo/Tohru
Prompt: Day 6: Sunset
For: @kyoruweekofficial
Tags: Kyo x Tohru, Kyoru Week 2020, Fluff, Post-Canon, Manga Spoilers
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There were times in his life where Kyo genuinely couldn’t believe how lucky he was. Never had he thought there would be a day he could get married, have children, and live his life to the fullest. When he was growing up all he was ever told was how he was a monster, how he was horrible and everything was his fault, how he’d be locked away forever. Kyo had been everyone’s scapegoat. The one everyone pushed the blame onto to make themselves feel better.
Tohru never saw him like that. She saw him as a person. As someone to bond with, to love, to cherish. She was the first person aside from his master to care for him like that. Tohru ran after him, cared for him, cried for him… There was no one else he could want by his side.
He and Tohru hadn’t been an “official” couple for very long. They were still learning how the “relationship” thing worked considering neither of them had really been in one before. Kyo had gotten the idea of how relationships shouldn’t work from watching the horrible relationships in the Sohma family. They were still a bit awkward about physical affection. The rat called them “suffocating” on multiple occasions. It had gotten easier once they realized that most people were genuinely happy about their relationship and didn’t mind them occasionally holding hands or when he’d tug her in for a hug. Still, the more intimate things like small pecks on the cheek or lips were kept private. Kyo had come to be shy about touching feely actions in front of people because of Kagura constantly clinging to him.
Although… he didn’t mind Tohru’s clinginess. In fact, he was kind of clingy himself. He never longed for someone’s touch like he did hers. Maybe he was a bit touch starved, but he’d never admit that aloud. Or to Tohru.
Kyo waited in the hall, sitting against the wall as he was lost in thought. It was so easy to give into his mindseye while thinking about her. She consumed his brain almost all hours of the day.
Tohru still had extra work to catch up on since being in the hospital, and he would gladly wait for her to finish so they could walk home together. It was something he’d come to love. Something they got to do together privately. Sure, Yuki would walk with them occasionally, but not like he once did. The rat was preoccupied with his own relationship and the responsibilities of being student council president.
“Kyo!”
Looking up immediately at the sound of her voice, Kyo couldn’t help the fond smile that etched along his lips at the sight of her. Standing, he picked up his bag as she approached him. “Hey, you. Are you done for the day?”
Tohru smiled, reaching for his hands. “Mmhm! I have a bit of a headache though,” she replied with a giggle.
“Are you feeling sick?” he asked, concerned. The last thing he wanted was for her to overwork herself again. She had such a habit of doing that.
“Not really. I think it’s just from all the numbers.”
Chuckling, he nodded. “Yeah, alright. Why don’t we order in tonight?” he suggested, intertwining their fingers together.
Tohru followed along happily as he tugged her along down the hall.
Man, he loved her. He loved her more than he thought his heart would ever be capable of loving someone. The small smiles she made, how the littlest things made her happy… he adored all of it. Adored every second he got to spend with her. And wanted that to be for the rest of his life.
“Kyo, look! The sun is setting,” she cheered with a smile, pointing out over the fence lookout.
He paused with her, keeping his palm firmly against her own. “Yeah, it is.”
She giggled next to him, leaning her head onto his shoulder. “You know… I always loved sunsets. Even more now than I used to.”
“Hm? Why’s that?”
“Cause it’s the same color as your eyes.”
Kyo flinched, gritting his teeth as his face flushed. Blinking down at her, he caught her gaze as she smiled up at her.
It's Tohru's first birthday since Kyoko died. Arisa and Saki even get Kyo and Yuki in on the small celebration. Tohru's asked to make a wish, but her mind is--for some reason--spinning with thoughts of why Kyo looks so sad.
(Rated Teens and Up for Kyo's swearing. Be warned.)
@kyoruweekofficial Dream prompt plus Hauntober Fog prompt
*Tohru POV
Fear slowly creeps into every pore, every breath taken as my eyes pan through the milky gray surrounding me. I can hear my heart beating, thuds, echoing in my eardrums, bu-bump... bu-bump... overruling the silence of these woods. Moist air droplets clings to my skin from the heavy fog, chilling me though I feel no cold.
Am I in the forest? I think I’m back in the Sohma’s Forrest where Shigure found me. But why am I here? No, wait, the landscape is changing... what’s happening?! I feel like I’m in a fun house of horrors, the swirling gray ink around me is making me dizzy. Wait... I think... I think I recognize this place.
“Go back Tohru.”
That’s right, the cliff... with Akito... why— the fight. She was so distraught, clinging to me as if I could give her what she needed, like I’d given the others. Scared, her, me... So much pain in her eyes, but then... but then I-I fell. “Am I dead?!” Is that where I am?
“Go back Tohru.”
I can’t see anyone but that’s her voice! I know that voice! “Mom?! Mom is that you?!” I search frantically, calling out into this weird void.
“Go back Tohru, he needs you.”
Tears cascade down my cheeks. I must be dead, how else could I hear my moms voice? Is this the realm between life and death? But... as much as I want to see her, the Sohma’s, my friends, grandpa... “Who needs me?” Kyo? “Mom please!” Can’t I see her just one more time?!
“He needs you Tohru, and you need him.”
I fall to my knees wrapping my arms around them. “I don’t know what to do. I’m not as strong as you mom, please.” Suddenly, a veil of warmth embraces me. I look up into a soft, bright light in the shape of, “mom!” More tears cloud my vision. Is it really her?! “But I-I can’t do this without you. I’m so scared...”
“You are his strength Tohru, and he is yours.”
“Tohru?”
“It’s time to go back... go back to him Tohru...”
“Tohru?”
“Mom, no don’t leave me!” I reach out as she fades away into the inky blackness. But in the blink of an eye, she’s gone and I fall to the ground onto the soft bed of leaf litter, soft? How peculiar...
“Tohru, wake up you’re having a nightmare again.”
“Hmm?” I answer the gentle voice. The ground is so warm. I snuggle in. “Mmm,” It feels so nice.
“Tohru, love wake up.”
“Kyo?” Thats his voice calling to me now. My eyes slowly open to see my husband cradling me in his arms. So, that’s where the warmth is coming from. “Mmm, Kyo.”
“Was it the same nightmare? Been awhile since you’d had it.”
“Yeah,” I breathe out.
“You’re safe now. I got ya.”
I sigh as Kyo bundles me closer, wrapping the blankets tighter around us and resting his hands gently over the bump of my stomach. I know why I’m having this horrid dream again, fears of the past and anxiety for the future. Will I be able to help those precious to me? Can I be a good mother too?
“You are his strength Tohru, and he is yours...”
My mother was such a tough person compared to me. I’m not strong like her. But Kyo always reminds me I have a different kind of strength to heal people. Maybe he’s right or maybe they’re both right. We’re each other’s strength. I close my eyes and let his warmth and soothing rhythm of his heart beat lull me back to sleep. ‘I’ll do my best mom...’ I had a great role model after all.