Time seems to be fleeting. They just got back from Kyoto and now it was already time for the cultural festival! Their class got picked to do the stage production of Cinderella and even though Uo didn't seem excited about it, Tohru was sure it would be a wonderful play.

"First off, the main cast. We'll be going with the following…" Yuki said as he wrote the tallied results on the board:

Cinderella: Hanajima Saki

Prince: Sohma Kyo

Step Mother: Kinoshita Minami

Step Sister: Honda Tohru

Fairy God Mother: Sohma Yuki

She didn't know what to be surprised at first. Hana was to be Cinderella? She was supposed to be the evil step sister? Yuki as the fairy god mother? Or Kyo as the prince? Could she be "evil"? It didn't seem she was the only one shocked.

"Wait a minute!" Kyo yelled angrily.

"No waiting!" Yuki snapped back.

"Kyo the role of prince is great!" She tried. It was a main role; surely his parents would be happy for him right? But her comment only seemed to make him clench his fist harder.

"This cast is all wrong! Especially with Hanajima as the main character!" Kyo pointed accusingly.

"Go easy on me my prince…" Hana smiled. Kyo froze shocked and people began whispering 'Evil Cinderella.' It already seemed this was going to be an interest play.

"Ms. Honda?" Yuki's voice came behind her. "Are you sure you will be okay with the role of the step sister?"

"Yes!" she stated enthusiastically! She couldn't let the class down! She'd try her hardest with the role she was given. "Of course!" Yuki smiled at her but he seemed a bit doubtful. It couldn't be that hard to act mean right? It's just a play after all…

Kyo was still arguing with the others about the roles. He didn't look very happy about being cast as the prince… Personally she thought he'd make a great prince… She looked down at her hand that he had grabbed. There was something so familiar in his touch. It was just like when he grabbed her hand in her dreams, it felt the exact same. But that doesn't make sense, how could she have known what it would feel like.

When they had been talking about the Zodiac, it seemed so familiar to her as well. She could hear her own voice yelling in her head… "I love the cat from the zodiac. I wanted to be born in the year of the cat!" She had said it to Kyo. But that had been a dream right? They had been in the woods… Going somewhere… Where were they going? Oh! Shigure's house! Wait. Who was Shigure? The name just popped in her head, but she didn't know a Shigure… unless… was he that man who turned into a dog in her dreams? Was she naming the figments of her imagination now? "It's not that great. Being a cat." Kyo had said. Was that in her dream or when they were talking? She couldn't recall, the two seemed to be mixing together and the more she tried to sort it out the more it just made her head hurt…

"Akito doesn't realize the connection between memory and emotions," Shigure mused drawing on his cigarette. He leaned back against the wall in Hatori's office. "You don't really erase them. You just repress deep inside the person."

"Strong enough emotions could potentially draw the memories back," Hatori stated glancing at the woman in the photograph on his shelf, "Especially with constant exposure to the person. I've heard of it happening before, someone regaining their memories, but that was before Akito was born."

"That's why you sent Kana away afterwards. So her memories wouldn't come back," Shigure smiled to himself, "Akito thinks he's won having Tohru out of the picture."

"I almost suspect you want Tohru to gain her memories back just to show up Akito. You were the one who suggested to Akito to erase her memory."

"You give me too much credit, Hatori!" Shigure waved frantically. "How could you think I'd be capable of such a thing!"

"I'm rarely surprised by what you are capable from the way you have been tormenting your editor for years," Hatori pointed out bleakly. "That is why you are over here right?"

"Ah…" Shigure trailed off guiltily.

"What do you think you are going to gain by showing up Akito? There are certain people in this household that would be very unhappy to find out how you are using Tohru."

"Hatori," Shigure gasped scandalously waving away the comment, "You like Tohru don't you! Shame on you! But really who could blame you; she'd be the perfect little housewife!"

"Someone really should lock you up."