Kyo's P.O.V.

I practically ran back home after work, fully expecting Tohru to be there, apologizing for worrying me so much. That's what she always did, even over minor things. Why would it be different now?

When I opened the front door, all of the lights were still off, except for the one in the kitchen. I walked in slowly, stepping over the mess I made of the sitting room. However, Tohru wasn't in the kitchen at all. My eyes snapped to the note I had left this morning and snatched it off the table, my hands shaking with rage. Sorry? What in the hell was that supposed to mean? I ran up the stairs, checking every room up there. I saved our bedroom for last. Surly she was in there. . .but nothing. As soon as I slid the door open, I knew something was wrong. I looked around and noticed that all of Tohru's stuff was gone, even that silly picture on her nightstand was gone. I let out a loud yell, striking my fist against the wall next to me. Sorry? Sorry?! If she thought she was sorry now, she had another thing coming to her. I was going to make her sorry, and I knew exactly where to go.