A/N: Wow. I love you all. ;__; I can't believe all the nice reviews you
have all given to me. This chapter doesn't have Kyou or Yuki in it all that
much.yep. Thank you again!
Hatori ran with the girl close behind him. Twigs and branches snapped as they escaped into the forest, leaves crackling beneath their feet. He held her by the hand firmly, small little whimpers coming from behind him as they ran into thorns. Tohru was a mess. Her face, arms, and legs were scratched up, crimson rivers running down the sides of her face like tears from a large cut above her forehead. Her arm was held to her side, her sapphire colored eyes staring blankly at Hatori.
"Hatori-san...where are we going?"
"To a place where you will be safe."
"But I don't understand."
"You will. Soon enough, you will."
And with that he pushed her through the last little bit of bushes into a small clearing. She smiled, not with exuberance, for that was far too gone, but she smiled nonetheless. A cabin stood near the center of the clearing, surrounded by flowers, with a fire going in the chimney. Hatori-san had obviously planned this for her.
"It's beautiful."
"You're safe here," he repeated, "I need you to stay here for a few weeks, until everything is cleared up."
"Hai..." she replied, softly, stepping into the cabin.
"There's a stove and enough food in the fridge." He too stepped in, taking off his jacket, and placing it to the side. "Your room is down the hall, there's a couple of things here...its got running water, electricity, all the nessecities."
Tohru just nodded, her bright eyes staring at him. He looked down, avoiding her piercing gaze.
"Tohru?" He stepped closer towards her, taking her face in his hands. "...I'm sorry, Tohru. I didn't mean for all this to happen...you were one of the last people I wanted to hurt..."
Her eyes widened more, her face held by Hatori's strong hands. Hatori-san was...crying?
"You reminded me of her."
A flash of light erupted from his hands, enveloping Tohru as she fell back. Hatori caught her and placed her on the sofa, walking out of the small cabin, knowing she would wake up soon, with absolutely no memory of the Sohma family whatsoever.
Hatori ran with the girl close behind him. Twigs and branches snapped as they escaped into the forest, leaves crackling beneath their feet. He held her by the hand firmly, small little whimpers coming from behind him as they ran into thorns. Tohru was a mess. Her face, arms, and legs were scratched up, crimson rivers running down the sides of her face like tears from a large cut above her forehead. Her arm was held to her side, her sapphire colored eyes staring blankly at Hatori.
"Hatori-san...where are we going?"
"To a place where you will be safe."
"But I don't understand."
"You will. Soon enough, you will."
And with that he pushed her through the last little bit of bushes into a small clearing. She smiled, not with exuberance, for that was far too gone, but she smiled nonetheless. A cabin stood near the center of the clearing, surrounded by flowers, with a fire going in the chimney. Hatori-san had obviously planned this for her.
"It's beautiful."
"You're safe here," he repeated, "I need you to stay here for a few weeks, until everything is cleared up."
"Hai..." she replied, softly, stepping into the cabin.
"There's a stove and enough food in the fridge." He too stepped in, taking off his jacket, and placing it to the side. "Your room is down the hall, there's a couple of things here...its got running water, electricity, all the nessecities."
Tohru just nodded, her bright eyes staring at him. He looked down, avoiding her piercing gaze.
"Tohru?" He stepped closer towards her, taking her face in his hands. "...I'm sorry, Tohru. I didn't mean for all this to happen...you were one of the last people I wanted to hurt..."
Her eyes widened more, her face held by Hatori's strong hands. Hatori-san was...crying?
"You reminded me of her."
A flash of light erupted from his hands, enveloping Tohru as she fell back. Hatori caught her and placed her on the sofa, walking out of the small cabin, knowing she would wake up soon, with absolutely no memory of the Sohma family whatsoever.