Blue: Wow three chapters in just one day! I'm on a roll!

Ivey: That or you just don't have a life.

Blue: ::glares at Ivey:: You know you're really starting to get on my nerves.

Ivey: Ya? What of it? ::puts feet up on desk and leans chair back:: And where's my soda anyway? I'm on strike till I get my soda!

Blue: ::narrows eyes, picks up a can of dr. pepper and lobs it at Ivey's head hitting her in the face and knocking her over backwards:: Here's your damn soda you string bean!

Ivey: Now who has the filthy mouth! Fine I'll say it bitch! Blue does not own Fruits Basket or anything else for that matter...

This is dedicated to my best friend Josh. Never has there been anyone as much like Shigure as you.

What's Left Unsaid

By Blue

That night Tohru sat on her bed mending a tear in one of her other dresses. It was a simple green frock with a yellow sash at the waist, but it was her favorite. Her mother had made it for her as a Christmas present the year before. Every month on her day off she donned it with care and walked the three miles to the churchyard to visit her mother's grave. Pushing the needle through the cloth Tohru accidentally pricked her finger drawing a small drop of blood. Dropping the needle and dress in surprise she put the injured digit in her mouth.

"Tohru, you should be more careful." She sat up straight and turned towards the doorway through which a girl with dark hair clothed completely in black stood watching her with a neutral expression. Seeing the mysterious girl Tohru removed her finger from her mouth and broke into a cheerful smile.

"Hana, I didn't see you there!" Saki Hanajima was a young woman of few words who shared a room with Tohru in servants quarters. Most of the other servants avoided Hana like the plague while Tohru had instantly befriended her when she came to the palace with her mother. Despite the fact that Hana was four years older than Tohru and that Hana was rumored to be a witch Tohru had toddled up to the other girl at the age of three, handed her a dandelion puff and asked if she would be her friend. Before Tohru Hana had never had a friend and didn't quite know how to react. The other servant's children scorned Tohru for talking to the witch, but Hana just took the dandelion in one hand and Tohru's tiny hand in the other and walked off with her giving the others a cold glare that sent shivers up their spines.

Hana walked over to Tohru and taking her hand she tied her own handkerchief around it as a bandage. Tilting her head to the side she looked at the younger girls face with curiosity sparkling in her gray eyes.

"You met someone important today," she said knowingly. Tohru was used to Hana's puzzling comments and nodded her head in affirmation. While Tohru wasn't sure if Hana was a witch or not she did know that Hana could see and do things other people could not.

"When I was doing the laundry this afternoon I met a gardener named Tomo. It turned out that I wasn't supposed to be there since it was a private garden, but he was very nice about it. He even said I could come back if I wanted to," said Tohru. An emotion Tohru couldn't identify flickered in Hana's eyes, but it was gone so quickly she wasn't sure if it was actually there.

"I wasn't aware that there was a gardener named Tomo employed here."

"Well he said that it's what his mother called him. Oh and he has a twin brother! Maybe you know him by his first name? He has gray hair and lavender eyes and I think he's a little older than me." Hana's mouth twitched into the faintest of smiles.

"I see. Now that you mention it I believe I have met this boy. I know his brother quite well in fact."

"Oh really? Small world huh? How was your day?" questioned Tohru. Out of all of the maids into the palace Hana had probably the most difficult job of them all. She was the personal maid of one the two princes, Prince Akito. Prince Yuki and Prince Akito were brothers, twin brothers, who had been born rather sickly. As they grew Yuki became stronger while Akito's health remained poor. When they left adolescence behind Akito's mind began to slip as well. He became bitter, both loving his twin and resenting him for being able to do things he could not. The only people Prince Akito ever tolerated were his doctor Hatori, his younger brother (by two minutes) Yuki, and his personal servant Hanajima.

"Prince Akito was not happy today. I fear that tomorrow his highness will be of the same disposition. It's late Tohru you should go to sleep. I'll blow out the candle shortly." The two girls changed into their nightgowns and said their goodnights. As Tohru drifted off to sleep in her small bed Hana sat at the rickety desk in the corner with the candle, her ink set, and medium sized leather bound journal. With a steady hand she recorded the events of her day and her suspicions on what had yet come to pass. As she put away her things she glanced over at her peacefully sleeping friend with a sorrowful expression. 'If only I could change the future instead of just seeing it,' she thought and blew out the candle.

Blue: Ok people thanks for reading! Now please review! Pretty please! Pretty please with a cheery on top!

Ivey: You are so pathetic. Readers you can even leave bad reviews. I could use a laugh.

Blue: Hey constructive criticism only! You don't have to like it, but I would like advice. Thanks everyone!