AN: It's Auburn Envy and I'm back with the long awaited sequel to Dreams, so if you haven't read Dreams yet just go to my page, read it and come back here, if you want that is. Any ways, I hope you all like it!

Disclaimer: I don't own Come on Closer, Jem owns that, but I do like dancing to it! Also, I don't own Yuki from Fruits Basket which is sad and all but I'd rather have Kyo… or Hatori…or Hatsuharu or all three, but sadly they're all property of Natsuki Takaya. On that depressing note, on with the sequel!

"Come on closer, I wanna show you what I'd like to do. You sit back now, just relax now, I'll take care of you. Hot temptations, sweet sensations, infiltrating through, sweet sensations, hot temptations, coming over you…," Lola, her almost aunt, sang up on the club's stage as she danced sensuously to the beat created by her band mates instruments. Lola was thirty- four going on twenty-five and she dressed and acted like it. Her hair was a vivid red, red as in a tomato not the normal red you usually see hair being, her make up looked like a modern Cleopatra's though she was to pale to be her and her clothes consisted of a purple tube top over a black tank top, red jeans and black boots, the outfit clashed but somehow she pulled it off perfectly. Harlie, her real aunt, who was the bands lead guitarist and the back up vocalist, had the same dilemma, that is being thirty-four going on twenty-five, with her bubble gum pink bob, hot pink jeans, white tank and silver boots.

Fourteen year old Yue smiled as she leaned back in her bar stool, ever since she was ten she'd been raised by her aunt and her almost aunt and they had taken her to every place they had played. It was great, but Yue missed living with her mom. Four years ago her mom had fallen into a deep depression; no one knew why, all Megan would say that he was gone when they asked her what was wrong. Yue doubted it had taken her mother this long to be hit by the emotional blow that was her dad dying when she, Yue that is, was born, great way to be born, be born and then have your dad drop dead. But at least she got to see her mom every Sunday, either Lola or Harlie would drive her there and they had been doing so since Megan had fallen into her pit of despair.

Waking her from her thoughts was a tap on her shoulder from a freezing finger, but she wasn't surprised, everything had been feeling hotter to her since this last summer, along with her early heat flashes had come her growths spurt, she looked way older then she was. Yue had grown four inches over the summer, I know, your thinking what was in that water, no one knows, making her a modelesque 5'11, her brown wavy hair had been growing at extreme lengths, her nails were growing faster then you could shake a maraca at and if she wasn't mistaking she could have sworn she had seen a flash of wolfish yellow in her almost black eyes yesterday. As she turned around she looked at the fallen angel before her with those same wolfish eyes. He had long, shaggy ebony hair, which contrasted brilliantly against his skin which was paler then death and staring at her from a veil of hair were his purple eyes, for some reason he reminded her of a less feminine, less mousy Yuki from Fruits Baskets, yes she knew she was a total gork but really, who didn't secretly love Fruits Basket?

He unnerved her, something in her knew he was hiding something and it made her hackles rise, that is if she had hackles, which she didn't. But even so when he offered her his hand to dance she accepted. As they danced close together he whispered, "Do you know who I am?"

She twilered towards him, her face confused in the strobe lights, "No, should I?"

"You should, you are a wolf," Jason smiled demonically as he started to wade through crowded club, away from her.

Yue raced after him and caught him by his arm, "Why did you call me a wolf and why should I know you?"

With little exertation on his part he ripped his arm out of her grip and he smiled even broader as he started to walk away, "Ask Megan about a moon marking and her old friend, Jason Altraz."

As he reached the door she called after him, "Whose Jason Altraz?"

With a dip of his invisible hat Jason bowed, "Well my fair maiden, that would happen to be me," and with that he was gone. She stood there, getting knocked and jostled by the crowd, and she thought to herself that is was impossible, that he couldn't have been more then nineteen if he was a day. But what if…? Yue shook her head; she so did not need to be going over what ifs in her head right about now. So instead, she plunged into the crowd and danced to the familiar sound of the same band she heard practicing everyday in her aunt's bohemian living room.

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A few hours later they all made it back to Harlie's house, it was a cute little thing smack dab in the middle of the Las Vegas suburbs, yes we have suburbs, what, did you think we all lived in hotels? It was painted a bright white, with green trimming and doors and the inside was even better, each room looked like you had stepped into a different country, the entryway looked like Harlie had somehow stolen a room from somewhere in Southeast Asia, the kitchen was your own little slice of Italy and the rest of the rooms were just a smattering of random different countries. But Yue's favorite room was her bedroom, which she was heading to at that exact moment. It was two a.m and Harlie and Lola only let her stay out this late with them on Fridays and every night she would head up to her sanctuary.

The room was painted a deep purple, much like that strange boy's eyes, and the bedding and window covering were gold. Her desk and bookshelves were dark mahogany, but her favorite part was the window seat. It overlooked their backyard, it looked like a forest back there, a forest that needed a massive use of sprinklers since it was a desert out there and it didn't exactly rain much. Sitting on that window seat Yue looked out dreamily and looked at the moon, it was full tonight, a new beginning. As she started to dose off she wondered if that strange man, Jason Altraz had been his name, would be in her new beginning.

AN: How was it? Did you like it? Was it what you expected, what you wanted? Tell me by reviewing and remember it is a free country so flames are welcome but please, don't burn me like a marshmallow!