Twelve. It all started with twelve letters.
Aria carefully finished writing her last phrase before folder each of the papers into their own envelope and places him on the desk in order. Each was of a different color, a rainbow of pages across her desk, lying in wait.
Standing up from her seat, the girl made her way to the calendar, taking the marker off of the edge and crossing out another day. Twenty days left of her freedom and counting.
Looking back to the letters, she sighed heavily before picking up the one on the end and holding it between her fingers. There was that tiny bit of doubt there but she shoved it so far down until it was completely gone.
She exited the room and moved down the stairs towards the empty house. It was still quite early so no one was up yet, just the way she wanted it.
Aria found the living room and walked over to the papers and letters on the table that would be mailed today.
Then, she lifted the stack halfway and placed the letter she had just finished into the center of the pile before closing it back up so it was unnoticeable.
Getting started on breakfast, she didn't have to wait long until Tohru came down, smelling the odd scent of food. "Good morning Aria. What are you doing?"
She smiled at flipped the meal before taking out a set of bowls and placing them on the counter. "Oh good morning Tohru! I was just helping out with breakfast."
This made the girl extremely frazzled. "What? Oh, you didn't have to do that. I don't want to trouble you like that."
But Aria just waved her off. "Don't worry about it. I wanted to. It's the weekend after all. You should relax for once Tohru."
But the very girl didn't know the meaning of relaxed and instead just looked even more confused. Although she slowly got used to the idea. "Well, okay. If you are okay with it."
Nodding her head, she pointed to the table. "I am so don't worry about it. Go have a seat, it will be ready in a minute. Hopefully it's as good as your cooking."
Tohru had been teaching Aria how to cook simple meals for the last month or so. According to her, she had never even stepped foot in a kitchen at the main house and Tohru wanted to help her in anyway she could.
Her words made her laugh softly. "Not at all. I'm sure it will be wonderful."
Aria took one look at the girl before forcing back on her cooking. Thoru stopped when a soft hum echoed from the kitchen and smiled.
Yuki and Kyo were not too far behind, slumping down the steps and into the room. They smelled the air, saw Tohru and became immediately confused. "Miss Honda, what are you doing here? Aren't you cooking?"
But the girl shook her head. "Nope, Aria offered to make breakfast this morning!"
This made him look towards the kitchen, now also hearing the humming. Good, she seemed happy. He didn't know why but that made him revelived. "Oh, I see."
Suddenly, the girl herself came in with the bowls of food and placed them on the table as Shigure entered the space, yawning slightly "Oh, what is this? Our little princess has decided to make breakfast for us? How rare!"
Aria's brow ticked in annoyance and picked up one of the bowls next to her and turning back to the kitchen. "Alright, time to throw yours away."
To which he jumped forward. "No! Alright alright, I'm sorry Ari. You are always such a stickler."
She grumbled and placed the bowl back in it's spot before sighing and sitting down in between Yuki and Kyo. "I just can't with you."
Picking up her chopsticks, they started to eat slightly, only hearing the clicking of the bowls every once in awhile.
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