Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess

Author's Note:
Amidst a growing number of ideas...and a self-imposed lack of time for the weekend...here's the finale to my first Kyoru. *prances around happily* Lemonade and lemon pie served with this part. That's a warning folks. Told from Tohru's POV.

Part Four - Better than a Dream

I'm not really sure when it happened or how. Okay, I suppose the 'how' is pretty obvious. There's only one way Kyo-kun can transform into his cat form. But when did I--?

I remember the feel of his fingers inside of my, the caress of his lips on my finger and the kneading pressure of his other hand on my breast. I remember saying his name, over and over like a religious chant. Then there was the white light. It was so beautiful...and warm! My eyes closed as it washed over me like a tidal wave. I remember reaching out for something to hold onto.

Oh my--! Is that when--? Ah!

I roll onto my side, meaning to apologize, but one look at him and I can't. I can't apologize. Not with him looking all cute and playful. His face shows no concern over his transformation. In fact, he looks rather relaxed and happy.

Although I must admit that his arousal didn't subside with the transformation. I did my best to ignore it and focus on the situation at hand.

He stretches his paws, the pads of his feet pushing against my arm and chest. One push grazes my nipple and I gasp in shock. That doesn't make forgetting any easier. Kyo suddenly stops looking up at me, confused.

"Did I scratch you," he asks.

"Iie," I reply, raising one hand and resting it gently in the orange fur of his side. I smile as he rolls onto his back, my hand now on his stomach.

"Did I...hurt you...before?"

"Iie, it didn't hurt." My brow furrows together in thought and Kyo immediately sits up.

"You sure?"

"Hai. It didn't hurt," I repeat my early claim. And it's true. It didn't hurt. Honestly it was quite...quite...exhilarating! Every nerve in my body was charged. I want to feel that way again, but I'm too embarrassed to tell him that.

Instead, I opt for a more modest explanation, my cheeks still becoming flame red. "It felt good. Very good. I liked it. Ano...." I can't help but let my voice trail off as I delve into another set of thoughts.

"Nani?!" Kyo asks, rubbing his head against me to get me to answer. "Nan desu ka?"

All I can do in response is giggle. His fur is so soft and my skin is still all goosepimply from before. It's a wonderful sensation that I can't really describe. "That...that...tickles, Kyo-kun!"

"Eh?" He must've realized what he was doing. A light pink suffuses his cheeks cheeks and he looks away quickly. "Gomen, I just thought...that something...was wrong. You looked worried."

I shake my head, uncertain of how to explain my feelings to him. "What you did before was wonderful, ano...I still...well...I still ache, though."

"Nani?" He's still confused. Sitting up...at least I think that's what he did since he was lying down...he tilts his head to one side. "Where does it hurt?"

"It doesn't 'hurt'," I reply, shaking my head. "It aches...down there. It's not painful at all. It. Just. Aches."

"Down there?"

I nod, heat pooling into my cheeks. "Where you touched me before."

Realization dawns on him and his blush deepens. "Oh. Well...I'd like to help, Tohru. But...well...." He ducks his head. "I can't help you like this."

I smile, reaching out to pet him on the head. "That's all right. I can--!"

PYON!

My hand closes over air as a cloud of smoke appears. I cough slightly, closing my eyes. I know he's changed back when I feel his lips cover mine. The kiss s gentle yet passionate. His hands reach through the smoke to cup the weight of my breasts. I moan into the kiss and he moans back. With a flick of his tongue on my upper lip I open my mouth and allow him access.

Our tongues duel as his hands roam over my body. My hands reach out for him, finding smooth skin and hard muscle. He moans again as I accidentally touch one of his nipples. I do it again only to receive the same response. Emboldened I begin my own tentative exploration of his naked body.

We come up for air briefly; our hands still roaming and exploring. The smoke is gone now and I can see him smile at me devilishly. I can't help but smile in return.

"Can I help you now, Tohru?"

"Hai."

His lips burn the dip between my neck and shoulder. With a little push I lie on my back once more and allow him to move above me. His kisses continue as his hands knead my breasts. When his lips close around one nipple, his hand seeks out that hidden place between my legs. My legs immediately part to allow him admission. His fingers do not wait, his thumb brushing a very sensitive spot while one finger dives into my heated pool. A second finger joins its brother and I gasp, sighing his name as a third finger is inserted inside of me.

Oh Kami! That feels...good. So good.

My hips start to buck as his fingers begin to move in a familiar rhythm. His lips move from one breast to the other and I'm completely lost in abandon. The white light is speeding towards me. I can already feel its warmth washing through my body. I cry out when his finger press against one of my walls, hitting a sensitive spot and then I'm lost in wave after wave of pure bliss.

I thought that it was over. There couldn't possibly be anything else could there? But to my surprise, even after the affects of my latest climax subsided, I still ached. My body wanted something, but I didn't know what.

"Kyo-kun?"

"Hai?"

"I still ache."

He places a light kiss to my temple, raising himself on his arms. "I'll take care of it. I promise."

"Arigato."

My legs are spread wider and I can feel Kyo-kun settle himself in between them. Something hard presses against my inner thigh and I feel a rush of heat surge through my system. That's it! That's what my body wants.

I want Kyo-kun inside of me.

And he's quick to oblige.

I feel the head of his manhood push into my center, followed by several inches of him. I bite my bottom lip to keep from crying out. There's pain. So much pain! I want it to go away. What happened to the ache I was feeling before?

With a push he's inside of me, as much of him as I can take anyway. My walls are being stretched to their limits and there was an even more searing pain. The proof of my virginity. Tears escape from my clenched eyes and I can't hold back the first sob from the tearing pain. Kyo places a kiss to my shoulder, holding himself very still above me. He whispers more encouragements and words of love.

"I love you Tohru. I'm sorry I hurt you. But it will go away. I promise."

My eyes open wide as he begins to move, in the same familiar rhythm his fingers had moved before. The friction is...well, it's fantastic. The sensation is much greater than that of his fingers. Suddenly he's moving too slow and I push my hips into his, wanting him to move faster.

He takes my hint and begins a more satisfying friction that causes us both to moan in pleasure. My hips lift from the bed, meeting him thrust for thrust. My hands clutch first at his shoulder, then his arms. Finally they gather the sheets beneath me in a death grip.

"Onegai! Kyo-kun!"

He answers by thrusting even faster, the short pulses of his hips driving him even deeper into me. One particular thrust rubs against that one spot against my inner walls and I scream, awash in white light.

"Tohru!"

I can feel myself clutch at Kyo, his enlarged manhood still inside of me. One more thrust, no two, and he slams into me for the last time, holding himself on his arms as his body shivers with his climax. There's a brief spurt of something hot inside of me and I gasp at the sensation it causes.

Then...nothing.

And when I awake in the morning, I'm not alone.

It wasn't a dream.

"I love you, too, Kyo-kun," I whisper, climbing from the bed to prepare for another day.

Breakfast was served as usual. There was little indication of any activity...or rather, no indication by Yuki or Shigure that they knew what had happened between Kyo and myself last night. Even Kyo seemed to be his normal self, fighting with Yuki and calling Shigure a pervert. We exchanged one longing look across the table, but it seemingly went unnoticed by either of the other two.

As Kyo and Yuki went upstairs to get ready for school, I cleaned off the table. Shigure cheerily agreed to help. I didn't think much of it, although he doesn't offer to help with chores often. We walked into the kitchen, our arms full of dirty dishes. As I began to organize them to be washed Shigure commented:

"Ne, Tohru-kun. You look tired this morning. Did you sleep well last night?"

I froze, almost dropping a dish. Shigure raised an eyebrow, noticing my infrequent slip, but he said nothing.

"I slept just fine, Shigure-san," I reply, placing the dish in the sink. "It's nothing to be worried about."

"Oh but it is," he responds, his face a mask of mock-seriousness. It's taken me a while to recognize the look. "If you're having nightmares, you should talk about them."

"Nightmares?"

"Hai," he says with a nod. "It sounded like you had a doozy last night, too." His seriousness gives way to amusement. "Something about Kyo-kun?"

"Ah! No! No, no, no." I know I'm acting fool enough that he knows he's right, but I can think of nothing to dissuade him.

"Oy! Don't you have work to do?"

I'm grateful for Kyo's entrance. Shigure says nothing, winking at me as he turns to leave. He says something to Kyo-kun before passing through the kitchen door.

"He knows doesn't he?"

I nod, returning to the dishes in the sink. I smile when Kyo grabs a towel, standing beside me and drying the dishes. He takes the first dish and scrubs at it furiously with the towel. "Great, now all I need is for that damned rat to find out and--!"

"Find out what?"

I freeze again and I can see the hairs on the back of Kyo-kun's neck stand on end. Taking a deep breath, I keep washing the dish in my hand, handing it to Kyo-kun casually. "Nothing, Yuki-kun. We were just talking about an assignment."

"Yeah," Kyo follows my lead, smirking. "An assignment."

I'm not sure how Yuki reacted to that, but he said nothing except. "Hurry up. We'll be late." The delicate swoosh of the curtain said that he'd left the kitchen.

And we both breathed a sigh of relief.

"We'll have to tell him sometime," Kyo says, drying another dish.

"Soon," I reply, scrubbing at another dish. "We'll tell him soon."

"Okay." I jump slightly when I feel his lips against my temple. When I look up he's smiling, drying another dish.

And in that instant, I believe that it will be okay.

Everything will be okay.

Dreams really do come true.

~FIN~