--Woo! Over 20 reviews! C'mon, everyone! Mini-wave! Okay, enough of that. It seems that you people actually enjoyed that last chapter, so I'm happy.  Um. Okay, then. Here's Chapter 11.

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-Chapter Eleven-

(Using my telepathic author energy, I shall skip ahead to the not-so-long-awaited…weekend!)

Emily glared up at the ceiling. "How long can she sleep?"

"It's Saturday. She can sleep as long as she wants," Shigure replied from behind that morning's newspaper.

Kyo blinked in wonder. "She can even beat out the 'Prince of Sleeping Late'." He jerked his thumb at Yuki, who said nothing, but shot a glare in the orange-haired boy's direction.

"I can't take it anymore," Emily said finally. She shook her head. "Sleeping this late…it's inhuman. What time is it anyway?"

"12:30," Yuki answered, looking at the clock on the wall.

"Oh," she said. Then, "SKYE! GET YOUR ASS OUTTA BED! IT'S 12:30!"

There was a crash from upstairs, then a pause. A minute later, there were a few more crashes as Skye came rolling down the stairs, landing in a heap on the floor. She stood up almost immediately, and proceeded to step forward, crash into a wall, and fall down again.

"Um, are you alright, Skye-chan?" Yuki asked.

"Never better," was her muffled response. She stood again and brushed herself off.

"Skye," Emily said, "stop being a…Skye."

Skye glanced at her, then blinked and twitched her nose. She sneezed and lookd back at Emily.

"Why did you call me?" she asked.

"Maybe because it's 12:30 in the afternoon. You've already slept half the day away!"

Skye shrugged. "What can I say? I'm tired. Besides, I've slept till at least two plenty of times."

"Right."

Skye raised her eyebrows. She straightened her sweatshirt and sat down on the couch.

"Now," Emily announced to her. "I'm sure you'll be saddened to hear that Momiji and Haru left."

There was no answer.

"Skye?"

No response.

"SKYE?"

Still none.

"SKYLAR RYUSAKI!" Emily paused, confused. Did that name just come out of her mouth?…Yes, that was her friend's name…No, it wasn't…Yes, it was…No…Yes…No…Yes…………no……Okay, maybe it was. (Does anyone still have any doubts that Emily is insane?)

Anyway-

"Skye?" She poked Skye in the head.

Skye's head flopped uselessly to the side and she fell over on the couch so that one arm and leg were hanging off.

Emiyl stared wide-eyed. "Oh, my God, I killed her!"

"Eh?" Kyo looked up.

"What's wrong, Emily-chan?" Yuki asked.

"I killed her! She's dead!" Emily cried, pointing at Skye's prone figure.

"No, you didn't, idiot," Kyo remarked bluntly and left the room.

"Don't call me an idiot, IDIOT!" Emily raged back.

Yuki sighed and walked over to stand in front of the couch, next to Emily. "Emily-chan."

Emily blinked and looked at him. "What?"

"She's not dead. See? She's breathing."

Emily stared at Skye. Her chest rose and fell steadily. "Oh."

Yuki chuckled a little behind his hand. Emily started laughing, too.

"Emily-chan."

"Mmm?"

"Would you like to help me in my garden?"

"Sure!"

They walked out together, leaving Skye on the couch in her own little dream world. (Though we don't yet know the difference between her dream world and her real world, since she seems to be constantly in a half-conscious state.)

Unbeknownst to Yuki, Emily, Shigure – who disappeared into his study -, Kyo, and, of course, Skye, a small, unexpected visitor crept inside. It slithered onto the couch and hid next to Skye as she, unknowingly, slept.

-End-

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--Dun dun dun! What is it? What's going to happen next? Ha ha. I know because I wrote it. You'll just have to wait until the next chapter. So there. Send me your reviews. Until next time, folks!