--I felt bad about making you guys wait so long, and then giving you an extremely short chapter, so I thought I'd put up another one. Well, uh, here it is. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own any animes whatsoever. If I did, I am unashamed to admit that they would probably not be appropriate for little children. End of rant.

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-Chapter 27-

Wide-eyed, Skye stared into Haru's eyes, trying to frantically convey her thought to him via telepathy. Sadly, it didn't work.

Skye pushed away from Envy – again, it seemed as if he allowed her to do so – taking a few hesitant steps toward Haru. He didn't move.

"Haru, I…" Skye trailed off, trying to think of something to say.

Still expressionless, he turned and walked out the door. Too distraught to even glare at Envy, Skye ran after him. As she went through the door, Yuki and Emily were coming in. They greeted her, but she barely heard them. In the distance, she saw Haru's retreating figure.

"Wait!" she yelled.

He stopped, but didn't turn around.

Skye halted a few meters away. She took a moment to catch her breath.

"I…I can explain," she said.

"There's no need to." Haru finally turned around. "I understand."

Skye's eyebrows furrowed. "What? What are you talking about?"

"There's no need to be concerned about me. You do what you want."

Skye's eyes widened. "What? No! Haru, I-!"

"Relax." He chuckled, then smiled in a way that broke Skye's heart. "Skye, I care about you and I want you to be happy. If you're happier with someone else, I won't complain."

"But…"

"I'm going to go back to the main house now. I'll see you at school tomorrow." He turned and walked away.

Skye watched him as he went. Then, unable to hold it in, tears streamed from her eyes and she fell to her knees in the center of the path.

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"Hey, Skye," Emily greeted her as she walked in. "You rushed out so quickly before, I didn't have a chance to say hi." She blinked. "Where's Haru?"

Skye twitched at the name, but was otherwise expressionless. She didn't respond to Emily, only walked past her, her face blank. Emily wasn't insulted. After all, Skye zoned out all the time.

Envy leaned on the wall next to the stairwell. He kept his gaze on Skye as she approached. As she passed him, he smirked and let out a low chuckle.

"So Ox-boy dumped you, eh? I'm terribly sorry." His voice dripped with acidic sarcasm.

Skye only stared at him with a distant, lost look in her eyes. Envy grinned lazily and pushed off the wall to wrap his arms around her. She didn't respond, just stood there, eyes still staring straight ahead.

"Now you're mine," Envy whispered in her ear, but Skye didn't hear him. She was too far away…

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

Skye turned to stare at him blankly, not breaking her pace.

"Yo, Skye." Kyo rapped his knuckles lightly against the side of her head. "Wake up."

"It is a little weird, even for Skye," Emily said. "I mean, one night – okay. But the next day, too?" She shook her head. "I don't get it."

"Maybe she's sick," Al suggested.

Emily shook her head again. "No. Skye doesn't get sick. And when she does, she gets all freakishly energetic and hyper, not like this.

"I mean," she continued, "something must be up. For God's sake, she was already awake and dressed by the time I got up."

"What time was that?" Tohru asked.

"Five."

"Why in the world did you wake up at five, Emily-chan?" Yuki asked incredulously.

Emily scowled at him. "Is it so weird? I had to do my hair."

Kyo blinked. "It looks the same to me."

Emily smacked him and stomped ahead.

"We better hurry, too, or we'll be late," Yuki said.

Tohru nodded. She looked at Skye, then took her hand. "Come on, Skye-chan. Time to get to school! You know, if you don't wake up or get better or whatever soon, you're probably not going to do well on the test today…" She pulled Skye along, talking to her like one would talk to a comatose patient.

A few steps behind them, Envy smirked wickedly.

-End-

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--Well, it's a little longer than these past few. I'm going to my grandma's again this weekend, so I'll try to write more. Hasta luego.