This is the epilogue, sadly... T_T I really enjoyed every minute writing and posting this story. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did! Thank you to all of my reviewers throughout the story: AssasinedAngel, fmababe1124, Yugicanbesexy, TwilightPrincess1126, Yuki'sLittleNezumi998, Atemu9, FBFan, Tracet4t, James Birdsong, Alma Riddle, al2010, and RoseyChickadee. YOu have my very soncere gratitude for reading this story to the end, and also for leaving reviews. As an epilogue, this chapter is very short. I wanted to make it a little longer, but I think its best this way somehow. Everything that needs to said has been said. Or will be once you finish another of my ridiculously long ANs and read the chapter. One final disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket or its characters and all rights go to Natsuki Takaya. I make no profit from this story. Read, review, and enjoy!

Tohru blinked, and looked around. The first rays of sunlight peered through the windows, illuminating the discarded clothes on the floor with threads of warm light. On an ordinary day she would wake up around this time and start breakfast for Kyoko. But not this morning.

She curled up closer to Yuki's chest, placing her ear over his heart, and began listening to his heartbeat as he slept. She had never felt as loved as she had the previous night. Every time Yuki had looked at her, she had felt beautiful. How was it that with only a soft gaze and without speaking a word he could make her feel that way?

She picked herself up slightly from his chest, bringing her hand from its place around his neck, she let her fingertips gently brush over the features of his face. He'd touched her in much the same way after they had made love, while he was still gasping for breath. Every gentle touch from him had made her feel so incredibly loved that it was hard to describe. It was her sincere hope that he felt the same way, and had experienced the same joy that she had. She hoped that she had been able to give him that joy and feeling of being loved in the same way that he had given it to her.

Tohru smiled to herself as Yuki slept on, despite the fact that her fingertips were making a study of his face; he really wasn't a morning person. She loved him. She hadn't even known that she could love a person this way.

Quietly so as not to wake him, she settled back down next him, once more pressing her ear over his heart to revel in its steady beat, letting it lull her back to sleep.

A few hours later, Yuki smiled upon waking. An extraordinary way to wake up in the morning, he decided, was with Tohru in his arms, her warm body pressed close and her arms wrapped lovingly around his neck. She smelled heavenly too; strawberries as usual, but also the potent scent of intimacy.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath to better remember it by. As he exhaled, it stirred her hair, and then she shifted in her sleep, opening her eyes. "Ohayo gozaimasu, Yu-chan."

"Ohayo, Tohru-chan"

OoOoO

"Thank God, you're back!" Uo said, opening the door. "As much as I love her, Kyoko's a handful."

Tohru and Yuki had returned and they'd come straightaway to get their daughter. Uo looked exhausted, but she still couldn't help but joke, "I hope you two had plenty of fun and games while you were away."

Tohru's face darkened several shades and she stuttered around helplessly.

"Mama! Papa!" Kyoko leaped into her mother's arms with joy. "I missed you!"

Yuki kissed her forehead, saying, "We missed you too."

OoOoO

Yuki was exhausted. It had been a stressful day, and he was glad that the train wasn't packed so full that he had to stand. It had been the first day back after the honeymoon and there had been work to catch up on, not to mention the lack of sleep that he still carried with him.

When he finally made it to the house they had just recently moved into, all he wanted to do was sleep. He wasn't even hungry. "I'm home," he said as he entered. Kyoko promptly ran up and hugged his leg, and Tohru stepped out of the kitchen, apron still on.

In that moment, Yuki decided that he wasn't tired at all. And not only that, he was hungry too, at least for whatever it was that Tohru was preparing.

"Welcome home, Yu-chan," she said, smiling.

Strangers become friends. Friends become lovers. Lovers become strangers. Strangers become friends once more, and over and over.

~Anne MacCafferty, Charmed Thirds

Please review this final chapter! I may or may not be doing a sequel... I'm not sure yet. If I decide to it would be following Tohru's pregnancy and the birth of their second child. If this is something you'd be interested in, let me me know in your review. Also, I'm posting a one-shot tomorrow (maybe tonight) on how and why Yuki's hair is the way it is called Haircut for lack of a better title. Please read it if you have a chance! Once again, my thanks for reading this to the end!