Here is Mako-chan's chappy. It is really sad. Not that the other's weren't, but I think that this one is more so. You will see in a few moment's I guess...

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Next special chapter willl be with Ami, featuring the song, "Room of Angel". Then Hota-chan. I haven't decided on the song yet, so if you have any suggestions, please let me know! I got "Room of Angel" from Kuroihitomi, so, I do in fact take your suggestions to mind!

Raiden: She does. Seriously...

Silence: See? Raiden is standing up for me for once. That has to count for something.

Raiden: SHUT UP!

Silence: You shut up, dammit! Or better yet, do the disclaimer!

Raiden: Fine! -huff- Neither I not Silence own Fruits Basket or Sailor Moon, nor do we own the respective characters. We do in fact own this idea though, so if you steal it, I shall KILL YOU!

Silence: Nicely said.

We Who are Cursed

Chapter Nine: Slipped Away

Makoto rolled around in her bed, her head pounding with anguish. Her eyes began to water, the emerald light beginning to fade away.

Ami had just been in there, giving her the daily dosage of a secret remedy. Sometimes Makoto wondered why they even tried to make her better, because even she knew that the effort was futile.

Her gaze turned to a picture frame located on top of her dresser, its golden case sitting right beside her hair brush. In the photograph were two people, a man and a woman, both of which were smiling.

The woman had dark brown hair, as did the man. They were holding each other in their arms as they turned and posed for the perfect shot. The shot that now remained in the hands of their daughter.

A tear threatened to leak down her face as she stared at the picture, her lip beginning to quiver. However, before she allowed this to happen, she slipped on her shoes and snuck out of the Taisen home.

I miss you

I miss you so bad

She trudged down the sidewalk, her feet dragging as the sun beat on her shoulders. Her long, brown hair nestled in a low ponytail at the nape of her neck, lingering to the middle of her back. Rei and Minako always told her how pretty it was, but she felt something different.

She hated it. It reminded her of them… her parents.

I don't forget you

Oh, it's so sad

Don't misunderstand, she loved her parent's dearly, but that was just it. She missed them. Each time she looked into the glassy surface of a mirror, her heart throbbed, sending her into a deep depression.

Makoto brought a hand to her tired eyes, rubbing them vigorously as she walked along. Seeing a wooden bench a few feet away, she picked up her pace.

I hope you can hear me

I remember it clearly

She landed on the wood with a hard thump, sending a sharp pain up her spine. Her breathing was heavy and her body frail, but she just couldn't go back home.

Not yet.

It was torture, lying in that bed everyday, praying to God that the pain would just somehow end. But, the bad part was knowing that it wouldn't stop.

The day you slipped away

Was the day I found

It won't be the same

Her chin was tucked to her chest as she wrapped her arms around herself, the wind sending chills up her arms. It was summer still, but one could feel fall quickly approaching.

Makoto blinked, but her vision was blurred by her warm tears. She began to feel a pain in her side, like a knife cutting away at her ribs. Her hands instantly went to the pain to apply pressure, but it wouldn't stop.

"Why…?" She murmured to herself as she lay hunched over on the bench, tears rolling off of her face.

I didn't get around to kiss you

Goodbye on the hand

"Makoto…" A voice spoke to her, a comforting hand on her shoulder. She felt whoever was behind her squeeze her shoulder, a drop of water fall in her hands.

"Yes, Rei-san?"

"They won't make it."

There was an echoing silence, all except the noise of the TV. Makoto lay on her stomach in her bed; her head nestled safely in her pillow. Rei still kept a hand on her shoulder.

"The plane will not land, Makoto…" She felt her friend's hand shake. "I saw it."

The ten year old Makoto turned around and frowned, ripping her shoulder away from her friend's grasp. Rei looked at her with red eyes, tears running down her pain stricken face.

"You're lying…" Makoto grumbled, right before shoving Rei to the floor. "You are making it up! You are just making it up to get attention!"

Rei looked to the floor, not responding to the outburst. If it were anyone else and under any other circumstance, she would have fought back… but not her… not now.

"I'm sorry…"

While Makoto stared at her, malice in her eyes and anger on her face, the TV began to seem louder now, the words cutting through the tension. You could only hear parts of what was said, but only parts was enough.

"Moment's ago…"

"Plane crashed in a field…"

"Investigators are currently on the scene…"

"No survivors…"

I wish that I could see you again

I know that I can't

"Funny…" Makoto laughed for a second, her hand still rubbing her watery eyes as she sat on the bench. "She is always right… yet, we can never believe her."

She continued to sit on the bench, her body shaking with sobs. The wind continued to send chills up her spine, making it harder for her to breathe. Coughs soon replaced her tears, her lungs feeling as though they were being clamped shut.

I hope you can hear me

I remember it clearly

Her fits of coughing calmed for the moment, her hands drawing her shirt closer around her form. She watched as her tears fell onto her pants, leaving water stains on them. Makoto's stomach ached, a throbbing surging throughout her abdomen.

"Are you alright, miss?"

She brought her emerald eyes up, meeting soft brown ones. A man was bent over, his face close to hers. Concern filled his features, a light frown on his face.

"I'm just upset."

The man sat beside her on the bench, blonde hair waving in the breeze. He sat a hand on her knee, looking at her caringly.

"When I was walking over here, I heard you coughing." He looked down to the ground for a moment, but then turned his gaze back towards Makoto. "Are you sure you are ok?"

For a minute Makoto could only stare, her mouth close to dropping open in shock at the caring nature of this man. This man, whom was still a complete stranger, had taken time to stop and check on her.

"Miss?"

His words snapped her back into reality, making her blush slightly from her distraction.

"Oh, yes… I am fine." She gave a small smile. "I actually need to head back home…"

I've had my wake up

Won't you wake up

I keep asking why

As she stood up she began to cough again, the man quickly standing to her side, putting his hand on her waist to steady her. She inwardly gasped at this action, but her coughing covered up her reaction.

"I shall walk you then. You are in no condition to go alone."

Before Makoto could protest, the blonde kept pushing her along, his hand still on her waist.

"My name is Sohma Kureno." He tilted his head down to meet her eyes, giving her a smile. "What is your name, miss?"

"Taisen Makoto."

At the revealing of her name, Kureno chuckled lightly, making Makoto frown.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Well," He began. "Do you happen to have a relative by the name of Taisen Rei?"

The mention of her cousin's name made her body freeze, the only reason her legs kept moving was the consistent pushing of Kureno.

"How do you know Rei?"

I can't take it

It wasn't fake

It happened you passed by

The duo rounded the corner, the path to her home becoming visible.

"Rei saved a dear friend of my family's from an accident a few weeks ago. She stayed at my relative's home for recovery." His happy face turned, smile dropping. "Didn't she tell you?"

The gate was within her sight, the leaves of fall flowing around her feet. Her eyes fell to the ground, mouth tightened in a line.

"No, no she didn't."

Now you're gone, now you're gone

There you go, there you go

Somewhere I can't bring you back

Her feet hit the porch, watching Kureno as he opened the door. It was then that Makoto realized how handsome Kureno was. He was tall, brown eyes boring into hers and soft, white hands on the door knob. His brown slacks billowed against the wind, blonde hair brushing his eyes.

"Taisen-san, I hope to see you soon." He smiled and watched her walk inside, but not before she turned and gave a weak grin herself.

"I hope so, too."

The day you slipped away

Was the day I found

It won't be the same

Makoto slipped back into her bed, wrapping the cover's around herself. She looked outside of her window, watching as the wind made the tree limbs sway.

The sound of her door opening made her look away, seeing a silent Rei between her room and the hallway. Upon seeing her cousin, she was immediately reminded of the conversation with Kureno.

"Rei…" She mumbled, pushing herself off of her bed with her arms so she could sit up. The silence was so thick and awkward that nothing could be heard but their breathing, neither of them knowing what to say.

"Rei, what happened two weeks ago?"

The black haired girl seemed to have stopped breathing, but carefully covered her exterior by not changing her facial expression, her lips staying in a thin line and eyes half hidden by eyelids.

"I had a vision again." Rei whispered, turning a little to escape the room. "I had a vision, and had to do something about it this time."

As she left, Makoto felt warm tears sliding down her face, a pocket of air caught in her throat. She brought a steady hand to touch her cheek, her eyes falling to her bed sheets as tears plummeted below.

I miss you

So, what did you think? I was so depressed when I was writing this.

Raiden: I could tell... and I loved the agstyness (not a word)!

Silence: Figures. But, anyway, next time is a normal chapter then it is Ami-chan 'special chapter' time!