A/N- SO MANY WONDERFUL REVIEWS! The more reviews, the more updates! I don't care if the same people review! And I was keeping you guys in the dark about her name ON PURPOSE! (Gasps!) Ahem. Ok then! (My god, I update quickly) on with the fic! (Btw, I am SO sorry Dittomon, I was out of the house, and I forgot to log off. Im me again and we can talk! (For everyone else, my screen name on AIM is Coconut598. Im me any time!)

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I woke the next morning, and realized I was sleeping on a park bench. I was never good in the morning, and it took a few seconds to remember what had happened, and then a full minute to remember why. I felt a shiver of excitement chase through my body, and sat straight up. A few moments later, I started a quick trip into town for some breakfast. I bought myself a bun, and sat on a bus stop bench to eat it.

Few people came by except the occasional passerby. One group of girls caught my attention. They were hiding behind a wall that defined the sides of the street. They were obviously waiting for someone...but not many people walked to school this way. My curiosity about the girls grew, and I decided to stay on the bench, and watch them. All three girls were stretching, as if preparing for a long run.

Finally, the shapes of three people rounded the corner. I stared at them. I could easily recognize Kyo-kun from his bright orange hair, but I still hadn't gotten used to seeing my mother. And...there was a third person. I squinted, and then felt my heart freeze.

The man walking on her other side...looked exactly like...me. He had the same delicate face, elegant features, and slender, graceful build. Eyes...that could have been the mirror image of my own. Deep violet...hinting at depths of secrets, and emotion, but never revealing. His hair was cut to fall in a wispy frame around his face, first long, then falling away to reveal his eyes, and this was where the likeness parted, for my hair fell in a long cascade down my back, and was a shade lighter, so that it gleamed an iridescent lavender hue.

Despite my best 10-year-old efforts to keep my look of longing and hurt out of my expression, it was the most I could do to keep from crying. As soon as the trio reached the girls, however, they immediately burst into a set of gymnastics that would make any coach proud. L!-O!-V!-E!-M!-E!-Y!-U!-K!-I! They twisted and bent their bodies in poses to spell out the letters. I thought that the redheaded one was going to give herself a hernia from trying to be the 'L' and the 'E' at the same time. I mentally shrugged. I stood corrected.

The boy watched the show with polite interest, until he finally gave them a regal smile, and started to sweep away again, only pausing for the other two to get ahead of him. They drew nearer to my bench, and I couldn't help but feel the emotions choke my throat, and threaten to spill over my eyelashes. I tried to compose myself, to resume my façade of perfection, but I couldn't. My gaze was directed at the two people I had never seen, though they were the two people I wanted to see most.

I saw my mother stop, and start talking to the two boys. I was only half-listening, but I caught most of the conversation, " That girl...she looks so sad...so what? Baka neko. WHAT? B-a-k-a n-e-k-o...WHY YOU! Ano...you go on ahead without me...I want to talk to her...we will accompany you...WHAT...have some consideration...ano, if he doesn't want to come..." I had my head dropped down, so no one could see my face, but I heard footsteps coming towards me, and the next thing I know, my mother was seated next to me.

"Hello...I sorry, but you seemed so sad...and even though Im a stranger...sometimes it helps to talk about problems or fears. Oh, Im sorry, my name is Honda Tohru. What's yours?" I wanted so badly to look up and hug her, and yell,' I'm

Your daughter! Please stay with me!' but I couldn't. So instead, I kept my head bowed down, and whispered, "you wouldn't believe me if I told you." she sounded puzzled when she asked",And why would that be? Mother always told me to believe in people, if I didn't have a reason to believe them. Please tell me your name." I finally looked up and heard her gasp. "I know you wont believe me...but my name...is Kyoko Souma."

A/N- so? What do you think? Next chapter...she meets Yuki at last! Should I continue this, or burn it? Please review!