Summary: Tohru and Kyo's relationship takes a rocky turn after Tohru finds Kyo in an unforgivable act of betrayal. TohruxKyo. Based on Utada Hikaru's song of the same name, Come Back To Me.

Come Back To Me

Chapter One

Forgiveness

"FINE!" screamed Kyo, stood at the door, and he slammed it shut in his wake. A vase by the side of the door fell over and smashed into pieces.

His thundering footsteps died away as Tohru was sat on the sofa, her head in her hands, sobbing silently. It had been another argument in apartment 71B, in Evergreen Court Apartments, in Tokyo's downtown district. Tohru and Kyo had settled into apartment 71B two years previously, after Kyo had proposed to her.

Pieces of pottery littered the floor by the door, where the vase had once been stood. Tohru stood up slowly, walked to the pantry by the front door, and came out with a dustpan and brush.
Tohru sighed, and looked around the room. Tohru could see the long, narrow kitchen in front of her, the door was slightly ajar, and she could see the breakfast bar through the gap in the door frame.

Tohru shuffled forward to the kitchen door opposite her, and began to sweep up the debris of the broken vase. She stepped back and walked into the kitchen and placed the pieces into the trash compactor. She walked over to the sink at the end of the room, placed one hand over each side, and sobbed.

Tears streamed down her face, and into the sink. The window in front of her showed rain pouring down, the night's sky outside was lightened only by the blurs that were the lights of nearby buildings and passing cars.
Lightning streaked across the sky briefly, as thunder roared after it a few seconds later.
Tohru walked into the lounge, eyes red and swollen. She sat on the sofa slowly, looking to the floor.
She sat in silence for a while, before the phone began to ring. Tohru looked up, alert. She hesitated; she didn't want it to be Kyo on the other line.
She picked it up.

"H-Hello?" she said, in almost a whisper

"Tohru?" came Arisa Uotani, one of Tohru's best friend's voice "Is that you?"

"Huh?" said Tohru, sitting on the sofa more comfortably "Um, yeah it's me."

"What's wrong?" asked Arisa, a note of panic in her voice

"Nothing…" replied Tohru, forcing a smile "I'm fine. Honest."

"It happened again, didn't it?" asked Arisa, more urgently.

"No, no… Kyo's , uh, in bed," said Tohru, shaking her head slightly, and looking out of the blackened window; rain was still lashing at it "In fact, I'm going to bed, too," she added, noting the time from the clock above the kitchen's service hatch, which read '10:51pm'.

"Oh, okay" came Arisa's voice, from what seemed like an eternity's silence "I only called to see how you were, is all"

"I'm fine" reiterated Tohru "Honestly. You should get some sleep, too"

"Okay then, g'night" said Arisa, and hung up.

The dial tone drifted into Tohru's ears. "G'night," she replied and hung up. Replacing the phone onto the receiver, Tohru sat back down.
She sat in silent contemplation. This was the third argument this week they'd had. Tohru couldn't help but feel that Kyo was just being himself. He usually was short-tempered and overambitious.
She rose from the sofa, having finally lost her comfort, and rolled into bed at around 1:00am.
She slept uncomfortably that night, tossing and turning, and waking herself up frequently. The time seemed to be dragging itself as Tohru would just wish to wake up in the morning, wrapped in Kyo's arms, as though nothing had even happened, and they were still in love…

Love. A complicated emotion many people say does not exist. Tohru thought she was in love. She liked to believe so. She wondered if Kyo was okay, and thinking about her as much as she was him.
She missed his long, warm embraces to help her sleep through the night. The soft tenderness of his kiss. The passion of their love-making. But most of all, she missed the old Kyo… The Cat, shunned from the Zodiac... The misunderstood one... The one she originally fell in love with...

At 3:00am, she gave up and went to grab a glass of water to help her sleep. She put on a bathrobe and made her way from the bedroom to the kitchen.
The apartment was spacious, and decorated with smooth, brown walls throughout. Stood in the bedroom doorway, Tohru could see the entire lounge front of her. It was an open-plan lounge. A TV was on the opposite wall by the kitchen's service hatch, a sofa and chair opposite the TV . To the right of the sofa and TV on the wall was a window, with a dining table and three chairs beneath it.
To the left and right of Tohru was one room either side. The smallest one to her left was the bathroom, to the right of her was the spare bedroom
She walked out of her room. On the way, she noticed the phone was flashing "new message".
She was interested, and pushed the "play" button.

Kyo's voice drifted from the machine:

"Tohru, it's me... I'm just calling to let you know.. That I'm sorry. I hope you forgive me, I'd like to come home-"

"I never said you had to leave" Tohru said to the message, sitting on the arm of the sofa and staring at the machine.

"Please know I truly am sorry, and that I hope you could take me back... I love you... Please call me soon..."

The message cut out there. Tohru sat in disbelief. This was the third, almost identical message Kyo had left. All after their confrontations. She never received messages of love any other time. She listened to the message a few more times, listening to the tones in Kyo's voice; just to see if he really was sorry. She deduced he was sorry, and chose to forgive him.
But she needed a way for him to calm his temper so they didn't have blow-ups every other day.
She looked at the clock, it read '4:45am'. She decided she'd best actually do what she left bed for; get a drink.
She deleted the message and walked to the kitchen. She collected a glass from a cupboard and walked to the sink. She turned on the tap, and the water poured into the glass. She yawned and stared out of the window, speckles of rain were still visible on the windowpane.
She stared into the city outside the window. There were few lights outside, and only one car passed in the street below. The clouds had finally parted, and a crescent moon hung in the sky, with a few stars speckled the nights sky.
She gulped the water in the glass, refreshing her thirst. She gave a little sigh, and washed the glass out.

There was a slow knock from the door behind her. She jumped slightly, as she was unaware of the fact anyone would come to visit at this time of the morning.
She turned around and stared at the door. She pushed open the kitchen door and looked into the peep-hole of the front door. It was Kyo, staring down the corridor. He looked sullen and upset.
Tohru hesitated.

"I know you're there, Tohru," came Kyo's voice from the other side "Please let me in. Please..."

Tohru's hand shook slightly on the door handle. Dare she let him in after this, particularly big fight?
She clicked the latch and swung open the door. There, stood Kyo, a bouquet of roses in his hand.

"Tohru, will you forgive me?" he asked, his flame-red eyes looking directly into hers

Tohru's heart melted as she shuddered into Kyo's arms, who embraced her in the doorway.

"I forgive you..." she whispered into his chest.