I hope you enjoy this story; I've been working over it for ages and, to tell the truth, I'm quite proud of it!

Reviews are of course very appreciated –winkwink-

I decided not to put "Yuki" here because it came out all wrong. Maybe I'll add it on, someday when I find the right way to write him…

I'd put in the order of character POVs, but I think it'll be more fun to guess, now, won't it? ;)

A/N 2012: Mind you, this was written years ago, before the series ended, back when the conclusion was unwritten and open to speculation. This is by no mean an alternate ending…more like a stylistic exploration of possibilities. I always felt a particular freedom with Furuba because it was such an integral part of my being. Anyhow, the whole thing is finished and saved on my computer (it has been for ages), and I've decided to continue uploading the chapters. I'm too attached to this story to let it waste…

Choices

An eyebrow lifts skeptically, then a second one lifts to join the first, and I feel that my eyes have grown extremely large and fish-like from surprise. They're sincere? I gape at them, and nearly swallow a fly before realizing how dumb I look and closing my mouth. I ask them to repeat what they said, because I haven't cleaned my ears for a while and my hearing can fail me sometimes. But I hear exactly the same thing as I did before, and they still stand there, looking up at me hopefully. Reflexively, I rub my chin, then go for the more unceremonious method and scratch my head. I look at them. Maybe I should grow a beard. Beards are so sophisticated, and moustaches are elegant. They're still looking up at me, I notice, and here I am, trying to distract myself for the most urgent question at hand.

"Please, Gure-nii-san", sweet Tohru-chan kicks in. Well, how can I resist? A smile breaks the calm surface of my face as I behold them—two sweet lovers, together, holding hands. I shake their hands, congratulate them. They beam at me, at thank me, and ask if I can spread the news and invite everyone to their wedding because they are too shy to do it themselves. I laugh. Too shy. There they go. "Of course I'll tell everyone", I say, and I mean it.

They are the sweetest thing I ever saw.

Tohru and Yuki. The deserve each-other, fit each other. Although I would have expected, deep inside me, that it would be Kyo, and not Yuki, to find his way to Tohru's heart. But if it's Yuki, it's Yuki, I'm not complaining.

Maybe Yuki is even a better weapon to get to Akito's heart.

I see them walk away, awkwardly, and Yuki bends down to shyly kiss Tohru on the lips, then they walk on, oblivious to the world around. They've earned the joy. But as Yuki kisses Tohru again, I see Kyo looking at them from behind a half-closed door. Tohru sees him too, and breaks away from Yuki's embrace, running off to do her own business somewhere in the house. A deep anguish settles in me, and I wonder, just what this can mean, and what it will ensue. For all of us, Juunishi. And for her. Tohru-chan. I hope you chose well…