Title: 42. Darling, we'll be an army of two

Pairing/Character/s: Yuki/Machi, Kyo/Tohru

Word Count: (338 words)

Summary: Kyo and Machi gang up against Yuki and Tohru

A/N: Haha. This is one of the first ones I wrote, and it's still one of my favorites. May be a prelude to #8, and may be extended... I've always thought Tohru and Machi looked alike...

It had taken Kyo fifteen seconds to win over Machi. Fifteen seconds. After that, he makes her smile, occasionally laughing quietly. Yuki briefly wonders if he should be mildly annoyed by the kidnapping of his girlfriend. He wonders why she laughs so easily now. But he can't worry the lovely lady by his side, so he turns to her with a bright smile.

"Honda-san, how are you?"

"I'm doing fine! You know, you look well, Yuki-kun. You work so hard, but you make Kuragi-san so happy."

It amazes him how Tohru doesn't seem to change. She still makes him smile. She still means so much to him. Still, he knows they were not meant to be.

"I'm sure you and Kyo are also very happy."

Tohru blushes.

He's laughing when he decides to tease her. "You're still beautiful."

"Um... um..."

"You don't have to say anything." But she's different from him.

"Kuragi-san really loves you."

She still surprises him. "Thank you, Honda-san."

However, he wishes the other side of the table was having a conversation as benign. Kyo looks like evil is permanently tattooed on his face.

Yuki supposes they look like a couple. But subconsciously, he knows they're really planning something. They would never plan evil against Tohru, so it must be against him.

Kyo glances at Yuki, the obnoxious smirk on his face widening. Machi's face is flushed shell pink and she just barely holds in her laughter.

"Alright," Kyo whispers, making sure to keep his voice low. "Haru and Shigure still tell people he's a girl."

"And people believe them?"

"It's Yuki."

As she laughs, Kyo supposes that she's rather pretty. She looks like Tohru, but there is... less kindness, which would be most obvious. And there was-

He leans forward confidentially. She pauses in her shaking amusement to copy him. His breath hisses on her ear, though she does not move.

"Don't tell anyone this; He's madly in love with you."

She smiles; simply smiles, which is enough of a difference... for him, anyway.