[Reasons of Love]

Chapter 1

The white stars sparkled along the dark night sky. In the faint distant there were white lights that illuminated a home in which a dull spot of red color could be seen on the roof that lined the top of this home. Trees scattered about the house that nestled in the woods. A dark haired man stood under the porch. A dull gray kimono decorated this tall, slender, male body. The chocolate brown eyes looked out into the back yard of this warm and cozy home. The now forest green blades of grass lost their brilliance with the disappearance of the sun. The pair of lengthy hands laid at this what would seem to be twenty-six year old man.

“Kyou!”

This man’s voice sang melodic. A smile curled upon his pale face as his brown eyes shut waiting for a reply from the one that had made himself comfortable on the roof. It was a few silent moments before another and different voice was to call back.

“Yeah? What do you want?”

This voice was different it seemed almost sad. On the blue shingle roof did his voice come from. His hands were behind the bushel of red hair acting like a pillow. The blue sweatshirt that covered his arms, chest, and stomach it also managed to cover a black shirt. Kyou’s body, lean and thin, was resting underneath this painted sky in the fall season. His legs protected from the wind by a pair of tan cargo pants. The rose petal eyes staring up into the black nothingness of the sky.

“You shouldn’t be so said, Kyou, you’re the luckiest one of us all.”

Shigure’s voice came once again only to try and bring that once sad voice back its annoying tone. The brown eyes shut as the hands of this man’s rose to rest behind his head. The square sleeves slid down his arms only to reveal the man’s pale skin. The man took a step forward and left the safety of the porch for his wooden sandals to press against the blades of grass. A light sigh came from Shigure as his once more called up to Kyou.

“Tohru said yes to your marriage proposal, act like the lucky man you are, and come down and taste this flower’s wondrous cooking.”

His voice had turned back to sound like he’s singing a song. As the few moments past there came now answer, but sounds that came down to the edge of the roof. With a swift winding sound Kyou landed beside Shigure. The red top’s head only made it to Shigure’s chin. His hands were quickly hidden in the pockets as a huff came from this boy who said nothing and headed inside. Pulling open the paper door and shutting it behind him. Leaving Shigure outside with a look of a joy filled moment.

“ It really is a spectacular night.”


Inside of the warm home that smelled of fried fish and rice. Yuki knelt down at the width of the table with an empty plate in front of him, hot tea in the upper left side of the white plate, his lavender eyes looked up to the door as Kyou entered. Yuki only gave a huff as his head returned to look down at the plate before him. The bluish tinted hair casting over his eyes. Yuki’s hands rested on his blue jean covered thighs. Ball up in a fist as though trying to keep in some rage.

“You’re late, as usual.”

Yuki mocked and bit upon his lower lip. His eyes like daggers towards the other boy of about eighteen years now.

“Shut you… you damn rat.”

This was Kyou’s come back as he came to sit down with his legs crossed. Hands on his knees and elbows out. The crimson eyes hidden behind eyelids. The room was silent before yet another body entered into a room, but from a different direction.

“Sorry, it took so long.”

A cheery voice came. She carried the tray of food and leaned over to set it down on the table. The blue eyes looked at the now quieted boys. Hands together against the front of her pink ironed dress. A smile played across her face. She was use to either silence or fighting between Yuki and Kyou. She moved next to the man she had promised to join her life with. The fiery red hair danced along this man’s face. Kneeling down to her knees she looked over to him the same smile she had when she first arrived. Yuki was the first of the two to glance up at Ms. Honda. A kind smile always seemed to come her way with him. His gentle hand reached up and stroked some of the strands of hair from his face.

“Ms. Honda, this smells better then ever.”

Yuki complimented. Tohru only nodded and smiled. Her hand reaching out and picking up the pair of dark brown chopsticks and began to divide the cooked fish around. Giving each two of the sliced meat. Kyou growled and hit the table hard enough to make the cups of tea that spotted the table to turn and dip. Splashing the creamy brown liquid over. Yuki came to stand just as Kyou had.

“Look what you did you clumsy cat!”

His voice hollered over the table. Kyou let out another frustrated growl and turned to walk out of the room. Head tilted down as the wood and paper door came to open and shut behind him. Walking up the hallway and to his room. Back down in the dinning room Tohru continued to sit down. Yuki stood straight with his hands at his side. A light sigh came forth.

“Ms. Honda…”

“No, it’s all right Yuki.”

Tohru looked up with a smile and her eyes shut. The brown bangs covered her eyes just enough not to show the tears that threatened to fall. Suddenly there came a small clack of the back door of the Sohma home opening to once more reveal Shigure who had missed the small drama that had unfolded in the kitchen.

“Now, let’s…. oh my, what happened here?”

Shigure questioned only to watch the white shirted Yuki leave the room to follow after Kyou. This only let Shigure’s eyes to fall onto the small girl’s form now.

“Well this isn’t going well at all.”

“I’ll clean it Shigure, don’t worry.”

Tohru’s reassuring voice came as she stood. The same bright smile still on the woman’s face. She leaned over and picked the tray back up and headed off to the kitchen. Shigure opening and closing the door for her. As the young woman disappeared Shigure let out a sigh of frustration of his own. Shigure had moved out of the room just as Tohru came back with a rag to clean the tea mess. Leaving her to her cleaning, Shigure, on the other hand, headed for his office. A hand ran back through his mid night black hair. His eyes looking ahead as that hand came down and pushed his door open and stepped inside only to close it behind him. His sock covered feet moved his body across the room to make himself comfortable in his ash burned chair. His hand reaching over and pulled up a picture of Ayame and Hatori.

“Why do these kids grow up so fast? It wasn’t long ago that they were still in highschool.”

Shigure whispered as his other elbow rested onto the desk while his hand cupped his cheek. The pair of brown eyes looking over the two figures, one with a smile and the other standing behind with his arms crossed over his vest, a smile crossed his lips.

“How easily young men and women fall in love, but sometimes for the wrong reasons.”