A loud crash of thunder erupted from outside as a 17 year old girl clung to an older man. She was only clutching his sleeve as he held her a small distance from himself.

"Shigure... You know I hate storms.. why did you call me out today?" her trembling voice whispered. The dark haired man in his 20s stared at her.

"Because, The flower of our household is out with Momiji, Yuki and Kyou at the Sohma Family Springs. I felt Lonely. Chizu." The lighter haired girl sighed.

"Obviously this is going to turn out to be some plot to avoid Your editor again right?" She scrutinized him thoroghly. He smiled kindly.

"I never AVOID her, only tease her."

"Anyways why not call Ayame or Tori? You always have more fun wih them." Shigure shook his head.
"No, I needed talk to you, seriously. We need another female touch in this house. I'm sure Kyou would enjoy you living here." Chizu stared at him with sad royal blue eyes.

He wouldn't care either way, you know that. He and I Haven't even SEEN each other since we were both toddlers... He probably won't remember me." Another loud crash of thunder and Chizu clung to his arm full on. A loud "Pop" and A large black dog sat where Shigure sat, With his head in Chizu's arms.

"I'm sorry Shigure... I just hate storms though..." She hugged the dogs neck, Shigure only sighed.

"It's alright. Just learn to think of storms as a bucket of fruit falling and rolling around in the sky." Chizu just kept hugging his neck.

"Sorry.." As she let go, she picked up his robe and folded it neatly for him "There, now when you change back you can easily put it back on." She smiled timidly and disappeared into the house. She knew where she was going. To Kyou's Room. She remembered only small details about what he looked like, but she could imagine him now.

Chizu was a small girl for her age, but she made up for her lack of height in Spirit. Her Unnaturally blue eyes and light brown hair always twinkled with a hint of laughter. Or at last they used to. As she opened the door leading to Kyou's room, she saw it was almost clean, except for a shirt or two laying on the ground and a pair of Khaki Pants slung over a chair. She yawned as she looked around. He sure is more cleanly than I thought, but that's to be expected I suppose since he's the cat.. She slowly walked up to the messily made bed and laid on it, Kyou's scent filling her nose with memories as she drifted into a light slumber.

She awoke to yelling and crashing sounds from the hall. As she got up and cracked open the door she saw him.. Yuki Sohma, dodging Kyou's punches as if they were the punches of a small child who moved slowly. Her eyes opened wide as they whizzed back and forth in front of the door.

"Hey someone's in there!" A voice that seed to familiar to her ears. No Momiji! Please don't... She backed away from the door as the sound of foot steps of European type shoes came closer. They stopped and the flung wide open.

"WHO'RE YOU?!" A harsh voice shouted at her. She cringed and huddled up, looking at an Orange haired boy with very light colored eyes. "WELL?! Who're you and WHY are you in MY room?!" She huddled up more. A sudden slapping sound and she looked back at the boy, his head was turned and a red mark was on his cheek. The purplish haired, dark violet Eyed Yuki Sohma knelt down in front of her.

"Did he frighten you miss?" Chizu nodded slightly. Yuki's head turned back to the orange haired boy. "You shouldn't have yelled at her like that you stupid cat!"

"Who're you calling stupid! You damn rat!" Chizu looked at the orange haired boy once more. He COULDN'T be... there's no way...

"K-kyou?" She chirped. both of them stopped arguing. Looking at her in half surprise.

"Yea? How do you know my name?" Chizu smiled slightly.

"It's me Kyoun.. Chizu.." Kyou blinked.

"Chizu? Should I know you?" Her heart sank. He Doesn't remember after all.