Chamina: Complete Redo! Well kinda redo, since I got some very much needed critique on the whole story, I finally managed to get my butt together and actually fix it, even if I felt it was a masterpiece wrapped in pigskins. Just kidding. Well *stares blindly in distance*

Disclaimer: I Do Not Own, so no sue, you won't get much from a poor college kid…. Seriously.

Chapter One: Secret Revealed

The pile of red liquid seemed to be growing, from tiny pin drops to raindrops, her abrasions on her skin giving way, rapidly trying to heal themselves but it not being humanly possible. Tohru cried out again as she felt cartilage slip into her skin a fifth time, like a paper cut but worse. Hearing him roar at her like an animal made her choke out a sob, she was afraid, so afraid it was evident in her actions, her thoughts, everything. She gripped the wooden pole, her surroundings going in and out as her mind took energy to null the pain.

The man behind let out an order, his tone sounding grisly as she stumbled to turn to him again, her bright brown eyes alight with fear. She could see he liked that fact, his mouth curling up into a devious smirk, his dark blue eyes glaring down at her, it felt like he was picking through her.

She let out another choked sob as she felt his fingernails dig into the same spot from before, she closed her eyes, wishing the pain away, she was suppose to protect them, they were her family, they cared for her, and here she was, trying to help them, trying to save them, though it had only managed to make the leader of Sohma enraged.

Tohru could only beg silently, her voice sounding cracked to her own ears as she saw him raise a pale hand; it came down, smacking her across the cheek, leaving a cut from his fingernails. She heard him speak again, like poison it rushed through her "You can do nothing."

As much as she doubted herself it didn't mean that she was going to give up, all that they had done for her, they were the only ones left, yes she had her grandfather and her father's family, but they didn't accept her as much in exception of grandfather. With a gulp and nod she looked down in a defeated way, her hair sliding down to cover her face as Akito crackled with his cruel laughter. Faintly she heard herself remind that she had to help this… this man as well, no matter what. She remembered to thank her mother once again for her wonderful lessons in life.

From her position on the floor she saw his feet walk away from her, her eyes following until he stepped out of her sight and by the sound of it reached the wooden panel door, sliding it open hearing wood scraping together. He spoke up, his voice sounding like it did when she had first met him during the spring of her second year, "Now I hope you will reconsider your… unwanted services to my family." The brunette heard him put emphasis on one of the words, making her insides clench as she stayed silent, waiting for his footsteps to trickle away from her ears.

Once straining herself she looked around, taking in the beautiful room, only to suck in a breath as she glanced down at the small smears of blood decorating the spot close to her, the smudges of faint crimson leading back to her. She felt horrible to leave the room in this state, but she had no idea where she could get anything to clean it up be- she stopped her thoughts. A reddened hand came to rest on her forehead, a ragged sigh leaving her lips as she chuckled dryly to herself "Even after something like this… I'm thinking of cleaning it up…"

She struggled to get up, her legs wobbling and forcing her to grab onto whatever was within reach, in the sad case it was the tip of the extravagant table clothe that was hanging loosely on the cherry oak table.

Tohru pulled and it gave way, including what was sitting atop it. It came crashing down on her head, inciting a yelp of dull pain, her hands coming to nurse the stinging pain that emitted from the spot. "Mou…"

She scooted herself closer to the table, checking the surface to make sure nothing else would fall onto her head, nodding it, she struggled again to get up, standing on wobbly knees and shaky hips. The brunette took in a shuddering breathe, her locks twisting over small shoulders and dropping down her back, free from the side ponytails she usually had them in, the ribbons ripped and torn on the rich tatami floor. She gave a sidelong glance, a small voice in her cheering in joy that she hadn't worn her birthday present ones, the precious ones Yuki Sohma had given to her graciously.

Tohru glanced around wearily, wondering if she should just head out through the doorway where the Head of Sohma had just left in minutes ago or the garden pathway. It had a small doorway that lead back to the main road and then out to the street; not wanting to meet back up with the angered kami, she opted for the garden pathway, going over to where her shoes had been dropped when she had first entered with positive thoughts.

She let a small sarcastic laugh out as she tugged on the well worn shoes, her thumb catching behind a socked foot, "I entered positive and I'm leaving negative…"

Shaking it off she stood, trying to tug her clothing down so if any anonymous person happened to glance down at her marks upon her skin. Knowing that she'd have to find a way to cover up the spots on her, she let her face darken slightly.

Her mind retreating as her body moved of its own accord, pushing her forward as she began walking on the paved road, heading towards the large gates that would allow her freedom from the entrapment of the Sohma Village.

'What am I going to do? If Shigure-san or Sohma-kun saw these… oh I think Kyo-kun would be enraged…' She listed them off in her mind, ignoring the people around her as she headed down the now slightly bustling street, it being late afternoon now. She turned a corner, her face once dark now brightened, a smile making her breathless; raising a fist in the air she exclaimed loudly to herself, "Of course! I'll just cover them with the old makeup set okaa-san had…I think I still have it… somewhere.." The few people around her stood back, surprised looks on their faces as she walked briskly past them, a group of older women looking incredulously at her, their hands raised to whisper the silvers of gossip to one another.

Leaves rustled, swirling circles and wisps around Tohru as she continued to walk happily through the thicket that lead to Shigure's house, though her gait slowed as she tried thinking of ways to get inside the house. "I can't walk through the front door… that would make it obvious… I don't think I can run up the stairs or they'll think something is the matter…" She stopped outside the door, staring intently at the wood engraving, wringing her hands together as she thought harder. Hearing noise right inside the door, she jumped, darting to the side of the house so the occupants of the house didn't see her.

She pressed her body up against the side, glancing bravely around the side to notice a tuft of dark hair, automatically knowing it was Shigure, his cheery tone dropping in sadness as he called out for anyone. "I could have sworn someone was standing out here…"

Hearing the door shut back she let out a breath she hadn't known she was holding she looked up; pulling her body away from the side of the house and stepping back so she could locate where her bedroom window was. Spotting her pink curtains she smiled triumphantly, looking around she sited the ladder that Kyo-kun usually used to get to the roof of the building. With small grunts of exertion she managed to move it as close as possible to her bedroom, taking a step back she levied the situation, seeing that the ladder was not as tall as she had thought, it being more than just a couple of inches off. Knowing she had to stretch she began her trek up the metal hazard, the whites of her hands coming to stand out from the pink there were earlier as she gripped tightly, not wanting to fall an hurt herself more. Hands grasped, fingernails clutching and her mouth hanging open in a silent gasp as she pulled herself up, all the while pushing the window open a bit more since she always left it open.

Once at a safe leverage, Tohru smiled gently, "Great, now to pull myself i-" her smile whipped away, her foot entangling itself on the screen and making her swings unsteadily, her voice filtering out as a scream as flailing arms tried grabbing onto anything within reach. She fell forward, dropping to the floor on her forehead, a loud thump and the soft plap of her body tumbling to her carpeted floor. "Owwie…"