Kyou After Story: Reconciliation

A Tomoya /Kyou fanfiction

Chapter One: A New Term

Beep…Beep…Beep…

I reached over to hit the 'snooze' button on my alarm clock when I remembered that I didn't own one. So where was that noise coming from?

BEEP…BEEP…BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP

I rolled over in bed and tried to figure out where the alarm was coming from. My brow furrowed as I realized that it was coming from…outside?

I pulled open the curtains over my bed and looked towards the street. There sat Kyou on her bike, glaring at my house and occasionally pushing on the console between the handlebars.

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP

She studied my house before apparently noticing me in the window. She lifted her hands as if to say "Well?"

I quickly got out of bed and got dressed before heading downstairs, nearly tripping over my dad, and out the door.

"Hurry up, slowpoke! You're gonna make us late!" she scolded as I ran up to her.

I looked at her incredulously. "You came here just to wake me up? If you're late to school, it's your fault!"

"Idiot!" she countered. "I've come to pick you up!" She reached around, out of sight, behind herself and produced a helmet. "Wear this and get on!"

Figuring I could ask about it later I obeyed, sliding behind her on the seat as she made space. I wrapped my arms around her and felt a sudden heat from her. "I'm ready."

At least I thought I was. She took off so quickly that I almost fell off the seat. "Easy, Kyou!

She glared over her shoulder at me for a moment and I could see a redness to her cheeks. "It's your fault, you know. If you had been ready when I got there-"

"All right, all right, I get it," I said in defeat. "Sorry."

"As long as you understand…"

"I think so."

She flashed a smile over her shoulder this time. "Then it's okay!"

After that, I relaxed as much as I could and just enjoyed the rest of the ride to school.

After parking her bike and collecting my helmet, she latched onto my arm. "Hee hee…"

"Hey," I protested, "this is nice, but we're going to be late."

She rose up onto her tip-toes mid-stride and playfully but gently blew in my ear. "It's okay; we're on time most of the time, right?"

I sighed but let her do as she wanted. She was a free spirit, after all. "Speak for yourself; I'm still trying to fix my reputation."

She winced like I'd pinched her. "Ouch, that's right. All right Tomoya, we'll hurry."

I started to pick up my pace, and then noticed that I could feel her…softness…on my arm. "Well, maybe I could be a little late today…"

"Not happening." She gave me a knowing grin. "Don't worry; I'll make sure to hold your arm during lunch."

I have an awesome girlfriend.

"So…Saturday?" she asked rather suddenly as I walked her home from school.

"Mmm? Sorry Kyou, I was lost in thought."

She giggled. "I was asking about Saturday. You free after school?"

I grunted. "Of course, unless you count hanging out with Sunohara."

She gave me a coy look, almost obscured by her bangs. "Oh, would you rather hang out with Yohei than with your girlfriend, then?"

I returned with a half-annoyed look. "Of course not. I only hang out with him when I need some amusement."

She snorted into laughter. "I didn't expect such an honest answer!"

"Anyway, Saturday's fine. Was there anything in particular you wanted to do?"

She shook her head and I could feel her hair gently tap my back. Her hair was growing, sure, but I still missed the old longer version. "Naw, just wanted to hang out." She gave me an impish grin. "Whatever you can afford to treat me to."

I shrugged without thinking, and lightly conked Kyou on the chin with my shoulder. "Oh, sorry. Well, it's not going to be much this time, since it's an off-week." I sighed. "Maybe I should look into a part-time job."

Her smile faded into a thoughtful expression. "Yeah you could, but that would mean less time for us."

"Yeah." I always enjoyed watching my girl think.

"I mean, you would have more money for fun stuff, but less time to do it. Although…more money and less time could mean higher-quality time!"

I had a feeling she was about to decide the course of my life.

"You know, it's not right of me to decide stuff like this for you," she said, surprising me. She put her arms around me and squeezed, and I could feel the affection coming from her. "Think it over; if you need a sounding board, you know where to find me."

I nodded thoughtfully. "Yeah, thanks."

"Aaanyway," she practically cooed, "how about the park? We could practice kissing…again…if you want." She glanced at me several times from under her eyelashes.

I felt my face heat up. "How could I say 'no'?"

Did I mention that I have an awesome girlfriend?