Okay, so fanfiction.net did not update my first chapter, and did not add my second chapter, that took forever… They make me angry sometimes. Oh well… here is part three, if you have not lost interest yet in this horribly boring story. -_-;   and the damn borders aren't working either.

Yuki ran through the crying forest.  The rain dampened his shirtless back and pants falling off because of the heaviness made by the water.  When he reached the garden, he turned around to see who might have caught up with him.  He saw no one in the dark black forest.

A/N: Dark black forest… reminds me of the DDR song ^_~;

He had reached his secret base but decided to keep running.  ~I can't let them see me like this.  I am so weak… ~ "You are not weak, Yuki," said a voice from the treetops.  The figure jumped down from the top limb of a high tree.  The figure was surprisingly Kyo.  ~I didn't know that Kyo could pretend to care, not the slightest bit had I expected that. ~ "Come back to Shigure's house with me and we can talk about your feelings."  By the time those words came out, Yuki had collapsed into tears as he curled up on the ground.  Kyo slightly twitched as he walked over and helped Yuki up and comforted him.

Kyo walked Yuki back to the house, where Tohru, Shigure, and Haru were waiting for him.  "Tohru… Shigure… Haru… I…" Yuki was cut off as he passed out into Haru's arms (cute lol ^_^). 

"He is so cute when he sleeps," Haru said as he viewed the sleeping Yuki.  ~I so need him to get better, I will die if he doesn't. ~ Haru thought silently as he started to doze off with Yuki still in his arms.  "We could all use some sleep right about now, good night guys," Shigure said to everyone.  Kyo was the last to leave the sleeping pair.  He walked into his room upstairs and got in bed but never fell asleep.  ~Yuki…if you feel bad, it is my fault, I know it is… ~ Kyo softly cried under the sheets of his bed and eventually fell asleep.

The next morning, Yuki awoke to find Haru bringing in a tray full of Yuki's favorite foods.  "You didn't have to Haru…" Yuki said monotonously.  "You are awake, finally, sleepy head," Haru said with a big grin plastered to his face.  "Why are you so happy" Yuki had asked.  "Oh, no reason."  Shigure had just walked in and said, "Yuki, do you feel any better?"  "I… no, I don't."  Yuki had tears forming in his eyes.  Haru softly hugged him and asked him what was wrong but he got no reply from the rat.

Tohru also was the next to walk in when she saw everyone gathered in Yuki's room.  Since today was Saturday, it was also her weekly shopping day.  "Does anybody need anything from the grocery store?  Oh Yuki!  You're awake!  Hope you feel better.  Sorry but I can't stay, I wish I could though."   "It's okay; I understand completely that you are busy."

Tohru walked out, and as soon as everyone left Yuki's room, he wanted to join her, but he also had something else on his mind.  Yuki snuck out of the house and to the city.  He had a strange urge to talk to Akito about how he feels but he knew that would be a horribly foolish move.  Akito would probably just end up making the situation worse and end up raping Yuki as well.  Yuki got onto the bus and paid his fair, but he had no idea of where he was going.  He had no set destination.  ~I guess I could go see my old friend. ~

Yuki got off the bus when it reached the stop across from the cemetery.  He walked to the cemetery and opened the door of the main office and passed on through without being noticed.  He climbed up the daunting stairs that seemed to stretch for miles.  Finally reaching the top, Yuki had dashed past two gravestones that were the gravestones of his father and mother.  Instead of stopping at those, he continued in a full speed dash that took him to his old friend's gravestone.

"Been a long time, old friend," he softly whispered to the wind.  Yuki had begun to cry as he pulled out a slip of paper and a pen.  He began to write at what seemed like a long note.  When he finished, he stared at the gravestone for what seemed like a minute or two.  Pulling out what seemed to be a gun from his pants pocket; he loaded it and got it ready for shooting.  He also pulled out a knife and made a large slice through his chest and used the blood and one finger to write a message out on the ground around him.  As his living breath gave away, his final words "Time to see if people actually care about me."  He pulled the trigger and lay limp on the grave and did not move.

A few hours later, Shigure and crew had heard from a person on the street that they saw a shirtless boy with purplish hair run towards the graveyard.  They dashed to the graveyard, but apparently they were too late.  The limp and lifeless body's soul had already departed.  On the ground, they saw, was a message of blood.

My emotions were locked up emotions kept away inside the void of the heart.  The hidden abyss, created so none of you would worry.  It went too far, I'm sorry.