Blue: See? I told you we'd both be fine.

Ivey: Only cause I picked the lock before the mob came.

Blue: Yeah well…. HEY LOOK ITS LUTINET COLONEL ROY MUSTANG!

Ivey: WHERE?!?!

Blue: ::snickers::

Ivey: That wasn't funny!

Blue: ::whispers:: Ivey has a crush on that guy Mustang guy from Fullmetal Alchemist. It's pretty funny since he's not even real.

Ivey: Yeah, well neither am I and besides I'm not the one drooling over that drawing of Miroku that Amanda did for you for your birthday. I swear every time she looks at the damn thing she giggles.

Blue: Moving on then… Thanks S.B. Kisses here's another chapter for your reading enjoyment! Also thank you AnimeFreaks13 I really do hope you enough this chapter. I only want to continue if people actually want to read it. If I just don't have the talent for something I don't bother. Like ballet for example. I'm too awkward for ballet and it takes me twice as long to learn the moves then everyone else. Plus I felt extremely awkward wearing something that tight fitting. I don't even like to be in a bathing suit in front of people, yet I love to swim and go to the beach. It's a mystery really…

Ivey: The mystery is how you managed to survive this long. ::receives glare from Blue:: What? Whatever Blue doesn't own Fruits Basket. Or even her car Daddy paid the tab on that one.

What's Left Unsaid

By Blue

This is dedicated to my best friend Josh. Ivey says hi.

Akito stared down at the corpus of his father panting slightly as the adrenaline rush began to ware off. The king was clearly dead. He hadn't been expecting Akito to react so violently and had made himself an open target when he'd turned his back on him. Akito's cry had caused him to turn slightly and the blow hit him in the left temple. The force threw him back so the right side of his face hit the windowpane creating a spider web like crack. King Yukio crumpled to the floor too incoherent to think of a way to defend himself from him mad son. The last thought that passed through his mind was 'His finally gone mad…' The deranged prince brought the black bookend down once more and it was over. Poised over the man who created him sneered and he dropped the murder device with a thud.

All he could hear was the blood pounding in his ears as his plus raced. Akito jerked his head up when he caught the sound of a sharp gasp. Both prince and servant stood stone still as they stared at one another. Tohru had forgotten how to breathe as her knuckles turned white on the hand clasped around the doorknob. All it took was flash of lightening to rip a strangled cry from her throat and she fled. Akito, however, did not give chase. Instead he gave a cry of his own.

"GUARDS!"

Yuki sat slumped in the library in an overstuffed chair with his eyes slightly glazed picking the twine of the tiny package sitting in his lap. It had remained in his pocket since that afternoon and before dinner he had been planning on how to give it to Miss Honda. He thought he might have someone find out when her birthday was for him. Christmas was several months away and it seemed such a waste to let it collect dust while waiting for winter. Then again the summer solstice was only two weeks away. Every year villages celebrated the longest day of the year. Festivals were held in every town in Angmar while a grand ball was held at the castle. He could give it to her that morning. But now… now he'd probably never see her again. She'd be sacked and there was nothing he could do about it.

Hurried footsteps echoed through the corridor drawing Yuki from his brooding. Shouts reached his ears and the young prince abandoned his comfortable position in favor of finding out what all the bloody noise was about. He pulled the double doors open and strode out.

"What's going on?" he asked one of the guards that was running pass. The guard in question was a few years older than Yuki but very tall and scrawny. His face was perspiring and he bent over resting his hands on his thighs trying to catch his breath. After a moment he went ramrod straight and then bowed deeply.

"Your highness…(gasp) your father has been murdered! A servant attack his majesty and the whole castle is looking for her!" he managed to spit out. Yuki stared at the man with wide eyes.

"Who has done this?" he asked in shock. What girl could possibly best the king who was taller than his sons and hardened from years of training and battles?

"She had an odd name sir. A boy's name I believe. Something Honda… Oh, that's it! Tohru Honda!"

Tohru Honda ran blindly down the hallway and rounded a corner bumping into someone who wrapped their arms around her to keep from falling. She struggled and drew in a breath to scream when the person released one hand and clamped it over her mouth to muffle the sound.

"Tohru, silence!" The person whispered urgently. Her eyes, which had shut tight on impact, suddenly snapped open as she recognized the voice as that of her friend. Hana removed her hand.

"Hana! The king-!"

"I know you must follow me and be quiet. Everything depends on you now," she interrupted as she grabbed her hand and pulled her down the hall. They ran for long distance before Hana entered a sitting room that appeared not to have seen use in quite some time. The couches were covered in cloth that was yellow with age, thick dust covered every surface, the drapes were drawn, and the tapestries on walls were fraying at the ends. Hana went behind one of the tapestries and after a moment it seemed she had disappeared into the wall. Tohru walked over to the tapestry and pulled it back revealing a panel missing from the wall that was about two feet wide by four feet. A scratching sound was heard and the Tohru blinked as her eyes adjusted to the light of the lantern Hana had lit.

"We must hurry… yes… They're coming," she said softly. Footsteps could be heard in the hallway and Tohru scrambled into the passage letting the tapestry flap closed behind her. Hana then slid the panel back into place grabbed Tohru's hand once again dragging her down the winding stairs at a fast pace.

"Hana, where are we going? What's going on?" she asked with worry.

"They are searching for you. You will be executed if you're found." At the end of the corridor was a tunnel with clay walls dug out beneath the palace. Moisture dripped from the ceiling and turned the ground into mud. Tohru had been keeping her balance pretty well so far, but when Hana said, "executed" she slipped and landed on her knees and one hand. Hana still tightly held the other and pulled her onto her feet.

"Executed? Why?"She asked with a tremor in her voice. First she had been ordered to serve at an important meal at the last minute. Then shattered what she figured was a rather expensive bowl spilling soup on the king in the process. Realized she'd made a complete fool of herself in front of a prince. Was in the process of being dismissed and walked in on Prince Akito right after he'd killed his own father. And now she was going to be executed? Despite her earlier thoughts this had not turned out to be a nice day. Never in her life had she ever wanted her mother so badly as she did at that moment.

"Akito told the guards you were the one who killed the king."

"But I didn't!"

"I know. That is why you have to escape. You must find the boy with fire in his eyes and lead him back to that from which he was cast out." At the end of the tunnel was a wall that stood roughly twelve feet high with a ladder secured to it. Directly above the ladder was trapdoor, which Tohru guessed led outside since she could hear raindrops hitting the wooden surface. Hana stopped in front of the ladder and turned around to face her friend. The bottom half of her dress was caked in mud that had also splattered on her hands and arms. Her hair that had been so smooth and glossy that morning was now tangled and clung to her pale, sweaty face. With her scared blue eyes filled with tears and confusion and her lip trembling she looked more like a little girl than a young woman. Hana took the satchel from her shoulder and hung it across Tohru's.

"Hana… I don't understand," she said as tears finally welled over and spilled down her cheeks. Hana pulled a letter from her pocket and handed it to her friend. Then she pulled Tohru into a tight embrace.

"I have seen what shall come to pass if you fail," she whispered into her ear. "But you are strong Tohru. You find good where others see only darkness. And you shall come through this tribulation the victor. Now go. Run west as fast as you can until dawn. We shall next meet again."

Blue: Please review I really want to know what you think! I'm gald that's done it took me about five hours to get it just right.

Ivey: Whoopdy frickin' doo! ::rolls eyes::

Blue: Why do I keep you around?

Ivey: The question is why do I stay…