Hey! So, when chapter three when up, it took quite a while to actually get up. There IS indeed a reason other than I was lazy...though that was part of it...anyway, Last weekend (and I'm saying this as of 5/22/10) I had a jazz trip out of state from Thursday through Sunday, mostly driving. Now, I have a cold, hurt BOTH ankles on separate occasions within two days, and am really tired because yesterday was our 8th grade dance. SO. I'm finally starting Chappy Four..YAAAY. Again, sorry for the wait, but life is hectic. Especially since its close to the end of the school year, and the dreaded "F word" is coming up. (alright...I'm saying it...FINALS!) But I PROMISE I will update as often as possible. UPDATED! It is now June and I feel really, really bad I haven't updated. It's not so much of laziness anymore though, I have this semi-writer's block. It's not really a block, considering I have all of these chapters planned out, it's just that I can't seem to word it. But I promise updates will be more frequent now that it's summer. I'm on vacation now so that's why it's taken me so long to get this up, and I just found wifi. I'm going away for camp soon BUT I'll get another chappie up before then, I promise.

Love, love, loveeee,

Alaska

I woke up with a start, just like any other morning, thanks to a loud thud. Yuki and Kyo were fighting. Again. I was tired from the mix of being an insomniac and the early cat and mouse squabbles, and this morning I was even worse because of a pounding headache that I had gone to sleep with last night...that was still there. Of course, I wasn't going to say this to anybody, because then Hatori would put me back on bed rest, which I hated more than anything else in the world. I couldn't do anything, not to mention it was practically house arrest.

I didn't even worry about getting dressed anymore. It was too early, and since I didn't have to go to school or anything, it was rather normal for me to go down to breakfast and help clean up in my pajamas before getting ready for the day. My hair was still in two twisted braids from last night, so I didn't have to worry about the curls being in a rats nest. I slid open the door and stalked down stairs, hoping to give the two an earful.

I got down to the bottom of the stairs to see the front door torn open...the second time this week. As soon as I took my first step towards the kitchen, Kyo stalked through the decrepit door, pushing up his sleeve. I grabbed his arm, looking into his eyes with a murderous glare.

"I. Am. Tired." I spat.

"Let go! It's not my fault the damn rat woke you up!" he said, not wanting to hurt me by ripping his arm away from me.

"YUKI'S NOT THE ONE FLYING THROUGH THE DAMN WALL, NOW IS HE?" I screamed as loud as I could. Wow. Mood swing. I wasn't PMSing...was I?

The rest of the family poked their heads out towards us. I saw Tohru looking concerned that we would start fighting, Yuki looking guilty for waking me up...and Shigure trying to keep from laughing.

"I am tired." I repeated, slowly and murderously. "I wanted to sleep in. I don't feel well. And I am sick of the damn fighting."

The entire household seemed to be rather afraid of me right then. I didn't blame them, of course. I was not a happy riser. "I'm sorry, now will you just let go?" Kyo said, his eyes narrowing in annoyance.

An idea popped into my head. "No. I think you need a...transformation of heart." I said, an evil smirk on my face.

"Don't you dare!" he shouted, but it was too late. I launched myself at him, wrapping my arms around his waist and waiting for the very loud 'POOF!' sound I always wanted to hear. I waited there for a minute...and nothing happened. My eyes widened, and I looked up in shock. The rest of the family was frozen as well. Why wasn't he transforming?

"Well, this is interesting." a voice said from the shattered door. I turned to see Hatori walking through the door-though he actually had the decency to open it before walking in. I looked up to see I was still hugging Kyo. I shoved away from him and crossed my arms, my face becoming bright red.

"What are you doing here?" I mumbled embarrassed. Why did Hatori have to show up at the most awkward moments?

"To see how you were feeling." he answered. "Someone let slip that you didn't seem yourself last night. I won't tell you who."

"Shigure..." I hissed, giving him an evil glare that could have killed. He shrunk back into the corner, beginning to whistle innocently. Bingo, we have a winner!

"I'm fine, Hatori. I had a headache, and now its gone. So, problem solved." I lied, trying to get him to believe me so I could go strangle Shigure.

"Problem not solved." he said, walking over and placing a hand on my forehead. "Now we know we can't transform if you hug us. Why, I have no idea, but it might have to do with how you got here." His faced turned into a small frown. "You don't have a fever, but with a headache so soon after a head injury you should be in bed."

"Well, I'm not going to relax now! I just found out none of you transform when I hug you for some reason, and now I'm gonna have to fix that damn door, because Tohru, Yuki, and Kyo have school and if you think Shigure is going to do it, you got another thing coming! And-"

Hatori put a finger to my lips. "You need to calm down." he said. When I stayed quiet, he removed his hand and looked at me closely. "If anything, you need to relax. I can't have you going around and hurting yourself again. You're worried about something you cannot fix."

"But...what about Akito?" I asked, looking at him worriedly. "He's going to need to know. And we all know he's just about ready to kill me right now from living with everyone."

A firm look crossed Hatori's face. "Nothing will happen. We'll tell him when he's ready to hear it."

I didn't really like the sound of this, but I nodded, even agreeing to sit down and relax. I sat down at the table. Tohru placed a small bowl of food in front of me for breakfast. "If you'd like, I could make you some tea. It usually helps with headaches..."

"Don't worry, Tohru." I said, not wanting her to get too worked up. "I'll be fine. You don't need to work yourself up. You should head to school. You guys are gonna be late."

"Are you sure?" she asked, not too certain.

"I'll make sure she doesn't do anything stupid." Hatori said from behind me somewhere. I bit my lip and resisted the urge to stick up my middle finger, instead settling for an evil glare. "Also, speaking of school, you're taking the entrance exam next week."

My head whipped around to face him. "What?" I squeaked, freaking out. "Hatori, what are you thinking? I may somehow magically speak your language and shit, but I don't know half of your customs! I'm going to insult someone on the first day, I just know it! I-"

"You're getting worked up again." he pointed out. Once I was silent again, he continued. "Yuki, Tohru, and Kyo have agreed to teach you our customs in their spare time."

"Agreed?" Kyo grumbled, "More like 'forced to'."

"By the time you start school you should know enough not to insult anyone." he finished as if Kyo had never interrupted.

"Yes, because that gives me so much more confidence." I grumbled, resting my chin in my hands.

"Also, I've noticed you've been borrowing Tohru's clothes." I blushed, looking down at the ill-fitting pajamas I had grown accustomed to wearing. I hadn't mentioned to anybody how awkward I felt in them because they didn't fit me right. I didn't want them to go and buy me clothes when I would leave...if I ever left. "Since we have no idea if you shall be returning home or not, I believe it is time to buy some proper clothing. I was going to take you today, but with your headache, maybe we should put it off for now."

"But Hatori, how can I afford everything I'll need?" I asked, a bit embarrassed. All I had in my pockets when I came he was five dollars. You can't really buy much with that anywhere.

"Do you really believe that we'd expect you to pay? You came here with only the clothes you were wearing."

My eyes widened. "Hatori, I can't let you guys do that. I would feel terrible if you guys spent all that money on me!"

"You can't expect us to let you be stuck in Tohru's hand-me-downs, which we can obviously tell you are uncomfortable in, forever." Shigure said.

My face turned red. "I'm not going to like this." I mumbled.

"So. Many. Stores." I complained, dragging my feet across the concrete sidewalk as I carried armfuls of bags. We had been shopping for hours, and I was getting fed up. All I had wanted was a few pairs of pants, some t-shirts, and a hoodie. I already had shoes, and there wasn't much else I needed. Except for bras and shiz, but I wanted to go shopping with Tohru for that, way less awkward then shopping with Hatori and Shigure, especially Shigure.

And yet, we had just come out of something reminiscent of a Victoria's Secret, lugging three bags in each hand, with both Hatori and Shigure carrying two each. Hatori didn't shit around, but I refused to let them carry more than two bags each. I might be a girl, but I can carry a few shopping bags, for God's sake.

"We still have one more place to go." Hatori said, heading towards a rather expensive-and-preppy looking store.

"What the hell do I need here?" I growled, not really willing to move forward.

"You always need at least one good pair of clothes." Shigure said. "Something you can wear if need be for something a little more...proper."

"Look who's talking." I mumbled. "Don't you borrow Hatori's suits most of the time?"

"That means nothing."

"I'm sure it doesn't."

"Will both of you give it a rest?" Hatori said, looking only slightly annoyed. Shigure and I had gotten into these pseudo kid-like fights all day. "Shigure is right, though."

"It means nothing that he borrows your suits?" I asked confused.

He sighed. "No, about having a pair of dress clothes. You never know when they'll come in handy."

We walked around the store about thirty times, and every time, I refused to look at the price tags. I had glanced when we walked in at a collared shirt that cost seventy-five, and after that I was just scared.

Shigure was throwing clothes at me left and right. "Go and try these on." He said, throwing me another skirt and shirt.

"This will take me an hour with all this stuff!" I complained.

"Then you better get started." Hatori said from my side. I growled, but quickly headed into the dressing room. After about twenty minutes, I finally decided the only thing I actually liked was a light blue collared button up that brought out my eyes and a navy blue skirt. It might have only been one outfit, not to mention a pair of black ballet flats, but it rang up to be over a hundred dollars.

"Hatori." I hissed, appalled that he'd even think about spending that much, not to mention he had already spent more than that today.

"Don't argue."

I could do nothing more then watch as he paid for the expensive clothes.

"Can we go now?" I asked, completely freaking out about how much money he spent.

"You need to calm down." Shigure said as we walked out, draping an arm around my shoulders. "Women should be pampered, and enjoy the pampering."

"And in return, they'll kick the sexist pig sons-a-bitches like you in the nuts, Shigure." I said, rolling my eyes and smiling. "You need your look on women to be changed. And fast."

"There's nothing wrong with wanting to pamper a woman." Shigure said, a sickening strange smile on his face.

"Yes, but not so that the man doing the pampering can get in her pants."

"Do I have to separate you children?"

"Sorry, Tori-san." we answered in unison. Boy, I love annoying the hell out of Hatori.