Years passed. Kyo and Tohru grew old together. They still kept in touch with the Sohmas, visiting and being visited quite often, but they were also content to have time to themselves. Kyo had finally, finally gotten over his annoyance and embarrassment at being called grandpa by their beautiful grandchildren, just in time for them to get used to calling him Kyo. Even in his old age, he still just couldn't win some battles.

Tohru was possibly even more cheerful than before, and played with the little ones often with Kyo snapping behind her to be careful because she was likely to break a hip. But of course, he just couldn't be mad at her.

"Tohru, are you happy?" he asked as they sat on the porch swing. Once upon a time, he had would have said that such an image was too damned cliché and stupid, and he would never ever have planned on being part of it. He still thought it was cliché, but he didn't mind that quite so much anymore. Growing old had made him so lame.

"Of course, Kyo-kun," his wife chirped, leaning into him and tightening her little wrinkled hand on his.

Kyo leaned his cheek on her temple, nose twitching when one of her thinning gray hairs tickled his nose. He still had moments like that, where he was almost catlike, but it had been a very long time since he had been anything at all but human, and that alone was enough to make him happy.

"I'm glad," he said, and he stroked her knuckles with his old hand, still strong despite his age. "I'm glad."

"What about you, Kyo-kun?" Tohru asked.

"Me?" he repeated.

"Mmhmm," she said. "Are you happy?"

He smiled, and kissed her forehead.

"Yeah, Tohru," he answered softly against her skin. "Yeah, I am."

And he was. He really, really was.

Yep, short and kinda sweet. I hope I didn't let you guys down, but I just didn't originally plan on making a third part. Since you guys wanted more, I did my best, but I had nothing planned out, so…yeah…I still love you all! Please review!