Mew Mai: Hello! It's me, like I promised! Okay, so I'm a day late, sorry about that…

Any way, I don't own Fruits Basket! Or Yuki (sob)

Here's chapter 4…

When Mai arrived to the Sohma house, she was welcomed in by Shigure. He took her box for her and led her to her new room.

Shigure told her that Yuki was out somewhere, Tohru was working at her job (which reminded Mai that she should start going back to work this week), and Kyo had been dragged off to downtown Tokyo by a girl named Kagura.

In her new room, Mai began to put the few things in her box away. Her couple outfits that she had bought while living at Reina's were hug in a small closet. Her ipod and cell phone were put on her nightstand. Mai had managed to save a lot of her books and they just went on the floor for now.

Then, she looked at the last thing her box. Why did she save this? It was only going to bring pain. It was a photo album. Their photo album.

On the front was a picture of Mai, hugging a handsome, young man with deep blue eyes and brown hair with natural, tan streaks through his hair.

Hiroshi.

Mai hadn't even looked at the album itself, not since the accident. She walked downstairs. "Shigure? I'm gonna take a walk, okay?" "It's fine with me, Mai." He answered from his office.

After walking for a few minutes, Mai decided that it had been a good idea to come outside for a while. She breathed in the clean forest air and felt so refreshed! She sat down against the trunk of a tree and opened the album that held so many precious memories.

On the first page, there was a picture of Mai and Hiroshi, battling at guitar hero. On the second page, was a picture of Hiroshi holding Mai bridal style in his arms. (It had been against Mai's will, as was obvious in the picture).

Mai flipped through the pages, more tears dripping down her face with each page. Finally, she came to the final and most precious page. She and Hiroshi were kissing. Seeing that, made Mai cry so hard that she fell asleep.

Mai was walking down her family's street. Every house was still there. There were no dead bodies littering the lawns, no scorch marks on the house. Hiroshi was on the end of the street, waiting for her. It was the weekend again and they were going out.

Mai ran into his comforting embrace and he held her tight. They kissed and had just begun walking when there was a gun shot.

Mai whipped her head around to see about ten men running. They were burning the houses and shot anyone who came outside.

Hand in hand, Mai and Hiroshi ran. There were more shots and Hiroshi fell backwards. "Hiroshi! Get up, get up! We have to go! Come on!" she cried.

"Mai…run…please…and take good care of yourself…"He closed his eyes.

He couldn't die! "No, Dammit!" She was crying and yelling now. "Get up Hiroshi! Don't go, Hiroshi! I love you! Do you hear me, you damn bastard!? I love you…"

A voice interrupted the nightmare. "Miss Aizakawa? Miss Aizakawa? Are you alright?"

Mai opened her eyes and gasped. Oh, it was just Yuki. "Are you alright?" He repeated. "You look a bit pale…" Mai tried to keep herself from shaking. She hoped this nightmare of a life wasn't going to scare her forever. "I'm fine…just a…a bad dream."

She stood up and grabbed the photo album. Yuki began to walk her back. "You should still take good care of yourself. When Tohru was careless like this, she had caught a fever."

Time stopped. "take good care of yourself…" Those had been Hiroshi's last words to her…And then Yuki had said them…Was it coincidence? No, it never was…But still.

"Miss Aizakawa? Are you coming?" Yuki asked. "Yes, I'm coming…But please, call me Mai. 'Miss Aizakawa' seems too formal." Yuki nodded. "I understand…Mai."

She smiled, for the first time in a while. And, surprisingly, it felt good; she smiled all the way home.

Home? She already thought of it as home? Walking to the porch, she realized that it really was, home.

After Yuki had gone inside, Mai noticed Tohru sweeping. "Tohru? Do you need me to help you?" Mai asked.

"No!" She practically shouted. "I couldn't ask for your help!" Mai's smile widened. "Relax. I'm only asking because I can't just sit in my room all day. Tell you what, I'll make dinner, okay?"

Tohru looked as though she were about to protest but then thought better of it. "Oh, okay." She answered with a smile.

Mai searched through the kitchen. She finally decided on beef stew with a side of rice. And for desert, cheesecake! The greatest American food ever created! She had gotten the recipe from a pen pal from the States whom she had lost contact with.

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"Ah! As usual Tohru has outdone herself in the making of another fantastic meal!" Shigure was using his creepy sing-song voice again.

Kyo grunted in response. Then Yuki said, "Yes, but it tastes a bit different than I remember. Did you use different spices this time Miss Honda?"

Tohru grinned. "Actually, Mai made the stew because she wanted to help out! So, I got a break today!"

Mai blushed. She had never taken compliments very well. "Really?! That's wonderful!" Shigure said. "Now we have two flowers in our humble home!"

Mai was now debating on whether or not to slap him. She decided not to. There was a faint beep from the kitchen. She rushed to it. THE CHEESCAKE WAS READY!!!!

Mew Mai: Okay everyone! This should be long enough, it's about 900 words. Just so that there is no confusion, Hiroshi was a brown tabby cat. I hoped you enjoyed this chapter.

And for any of my Tokyo Mew Mew fans, I probably won't update any of my stories again until I'm finished with this one. Sorry!

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