Tohru: A Short Story

The girl groans and puts her arms over her ribcage, then quietly says, “I’m here to protect Tohru.” For a moment, both boys look confused. Then the orange hair boy says, “Then why was she CRYING!?” The girl stands up, still holding her ribs, and tells him, “She was crying BEFORE I got here. She wanted to be friends!” At this, neither boy looked too surprised. Silver looks over at Orange and says, “That does seem like something Miss Honda would do. Maybe she is telling the truth.” Orange still doesn’t fully believe her story and says back to Silver, “Yeah, and maybe she’s not telling the truth.” Trying to reassure the boys, the girl tells them “I am telling the truth. I was chasing something but it got away. I came in here to make sure she was safe.” At this, Silver decides that her story is believable.

The girl runs to the door closest to where Tohru was sitting, and finds herself in a kitchen. There was another door in the kitchen, so she ran to that one too, and found the laundry room. There, in the laundry room, was another door, still open from when Tohru left, that led outside. The girl cursed under her breath and was about to go out to find Tohru when the two boys appeared in the room with her. “Goddammit! You two have to stay in here. It’s bad enough I have to find and protect Tohru, I’m not going to babysit the two of you too! That would just be a huge disaster.