A/n- I've already once before submitted this story, but the original version was so crappy that I decided to completely rewrite and enter it all over again. ;; I hope you like this, it's the first fanfic I've ever made and even if it ends up being crap once again, I'll still love it, and I hope you will too.

A Blessing's Curse

A story by Naori

The night was cold, chilling her milky white skin, dark gray clouds ominous in nature as they covered the expanse of land throwing it into shadow. They shuddered violently with thunder as freezing sleets of rain poured down from them. Her breath ragged and hoarse, no longer able to scream, only pure will power kept her on her feet.

The sound of her own steps whispered into her hears as her bare feet met drying gold and red leaves and the softened ground of dirt and rock. Her ears picked up the harsh breath of the figure in front of her, his steps wider and faster than her own.

She could not gain on him. Her strength was already crumbling beneath her while he went on strong. "Kyou…!" Her voice was weak and feeble unable to spare the breath that was needed.

He would not stop for her. Not now, nor ever again. Not after what she had done.

Her foot slipped and she stumbled to the mud, tears falling rapidly down her cheeks as she struggled to regain her footing. "K-Kyou…" She said frantically as his figure began to fade into the distance.

She could not forget what she had seen moments before, a single glistening tear in his eye. And the sinking feeling that plagued her heart, he would not come back. He would never come back.

Sohma Yuki woke to the gentle sobbing of the woman next to him. They were shrouded in the darkness of night, the gentle, pearly glow of the moon their only source of light. His wife's form shivered convulsively though the air was humid and moist, a cool breeze came from their open window.

Yuki clenched his teeth in long suppressed rage, it was Kyou who did this to her. It was him who gave her nightmares for the past four years. He should be the one wracked with guilt, not Tohru.

Yuki wrapped his long slender arms around her and softly whispered comforting words into her ear. Soon, she had stopped shaking falling into sweet slumber in his embrace.

He carefully pressed his lips to her forehead and stated as he had for her for so many previous nights, "Continue being strong Tohru, he'll come back. Just wait."

A/n- Here's the deal people, five reviews and I'll submit the next chapter in a week. Otherwise…who knows? O.o