Disclaimer: Yes, as said before, I do not own any of the characters -- except for the fact that I changed it so that Kagura did not turn into a pig when she was molested

You might not notice or not read this part of the chapter like I normally do to other peoples stories, but yes um, I have re-uploaded chapter one without the notes and stuff... hopefully it worked.

-- I just re-read it and found out how hard it was to read... yes so sorry to everyone who couldn't read it properly.

Thanks heaps to all my reviewers... um just all of you, especially those who um are cheering me on and giving me criticism ...yes I'd hug ya but... meh hugz anyway

Also, I think I mentioned before, but I don't often update or have spurs of imagination to keep me going so be prepared for long waits. Don't expect me to I am very lazy

Sorry for the long wait, hear is the next chappie: enjoy!

He was sat upon a swing, where he of course, was swingy slowly, dragging his still mud covered shoes along the sand as he went.

Three days had passed, three days of torturous agony, three days of confining guilt. Even after watching the wheelchair disappear around the corner from sight, his mind was still haunted by the terrified eyes, clouded over with pain. It was all that filled his mind since the parting. They were everywhere, he feared to close his eyes, at night in fear of the guilt that it would cause him to feel when he saw them.

He thought back to his attitude that day, how happy he was... but also how empty he felt when she didn't come. He was so used to her stalking him possessively that he almost felt scared when she didn't. It was like his reason for tenseness before she arrived was just a cover up and that somehow... no that's not right. He was sure he wasn't attracted to her, he liked Tohru... yes that's right, Tohru was the one. But that stupid mouse kept interfering and pulling her along side to accompany him.

He was jerked out of his sudden reverie when his feline instincts urged him to hiss and run for cover. The weather had not by far improved and it had continued to rain down, dull gray clouds blanketing the sky. This morning, from his rush to get out of the house, had forgotten to grab an umbrella, in fear of meeting Shigure with shame. His heightened senses made him jump off the swing and dash towards the direction of the sheltered bus station.

Panting only slightly from his mad sprint for cover he collapsed onto an area of seat, reasonably undecorated by bird excess, just escaping the wetness.

The menial sound of the light drizzle upon cement and roof tiles began to lull him into a slight rest that was much needed after worrying and fretting for as long as he had been. Unconsciously, he pulled his jacket tighter around himself to keep warm and stuffed his hand in the too cold pockets, where upon finding a large hole at the bottom. Slowly and reluctantly, coming out of his short-lived rest, he concluded that he should be getting back. The only problem was, the bus seemed to be on a very late schedule.

He contemplated going back to sleep and worrying about it later but knew, that with his luck, by the time he actually got to sleep, the bus would come and force him to get up again.

He stared into the distant gray haze that was the stretching road and waited hopefully for the bus to come. As if on cue, he spotted two yellow orbs of light heading his way and the distinct shaped of a bus came into sight.

He sighed with relief and stood up, stretching his legs and back. He walked forward as far as he could until he was attacked by the unwelcome wetness from the skies, got onto the near empty bus and slumped down into a tattered seat, waiting patiently for the twenty-minute drive to end.

Stepping out of the room and slowly shutting the door the short brunette asked in a whispered voice, "Is she improving much?"

Hatori, stern and as unemotional as ever answered tersely, "Her physical injuries are healing and fortunately for her she will carry no scars... on the outside at least." He added and his voice suddenly softened considerably, "but I do not know about her mental stability or psychological health. Her scars will probably never disappear and pull at her every time she is reminded of the incident."

Tohru bowed her head sadly and sighed. Poor Kagura, she is cursed enough already, why must this have happened to her? I wish Yuki were here, he would know what to do, or even Kyo. Speaking of Kyo... I wonder where he is...

As if reading her mind, he told her stiffly in response to her unanswered thoughts, "Kagura awoke this morning from a nightmare, calling Kyo's name. I thought it wise to summon Kyo... but he has disappeared off to think. He will be back later."

With that, he bowed politely and stalked off into his office to do Hatori-ish things leaving Tohru in a solitary silence.

Life was boring, Hatori conceded, until Haru appeared at his door with a very battered looking and very hurt body. His expression was stormy and he could tell that black Haru had, had a recent appearance, or was about to appear. He had good reason to.

This was not to say that he wanted the incident to happen, just to have something more interesting in his life, no. He was angry, but the almighty Souma head had already been lenient on them in letting Kagura have the best treatment. He knew though, that even the 'best treatment' wasn't enough.

And Kyo. He had heard what happened from Shigure, his reaction was despicable. He supposed though, that one might feel sorry for him in a way... but right now he couldn't think of that way.

He rubbed his eyes tiredly and massaged his temples in ineffective hope of ridding of his oncoming migraine. The cold metal of his watch pressed against his cheek, turning his attention to the time. Time to check up on Kagura.

It was cloudy to say the least, and on a particular street at a particular time every weekday; a young girl with brown hair and pigtails would sit and wait until an orange haired boy came.

As usual, when he arrived, he walked straight past her without noticing her... or at least giving no sign that he did.

"Kyo-kun! Kyo-kun! Wait up!"

"Yes? What is it?"

"Happy Valentines Day! I made some chocolates for you, please accept them. I really really like you!"

She thrust the pink box into his unresisting hand and stepped back slightly, bowing her head in anticipation corresponding feelings.

The boy stared at her with slight surprise which was quickly replaced with annoyance and said unemotionally, "I don't want them, you can have them back. I thought I told you before, I don't like you."

He dropped the box at her feet when she became unresponsive and walked away quickly, sensing on coming rain.

The girl was still there 3 hours later, pink box of chocolates, drooping pigtails and a heartbroken look on her face.

"Kyo-kun... come back, you forgot your chocolates..."

Suddenly she was being groped harshly, her body violated. "STOP IT" Her screams echoing in the darkness. "Get Off!!... please, get off... no... hate you... get off." Her voice getting weaker and weaker.

"Kyo-kun...help..."

But all that was around was cold mocking laughter

A sharp pain laced and weaved up through her ankle, jolting her from her nightmare, as she thrashed around violently on the bed. She gasped, forehead covered in sweat, her breath, uneven and constricted. She began to comprehend and remember her dream, her horror returning, tenfold. Slowly curling herself in to a ball, she whimpered and tears began to leak out of her eyes and soak her pillow.

Cradling her injured hand by her chest, she buried her face into the pillow to muffle the sound of her sobs. She wanted Kyo to come back, she wanted to wake up in his arms and not have to worry about anything. She wanted it back. She needed it back.

Outside, Hatori sadly shook his head and disappeared off, his doctor's coat trailing along after him. He would check on her later.

..................... So? Whatcha think?......... I kinda left this story so late that all the characters seem kinda......OC...... and I couldn't even remember the guys name, the um psycho guy whose name starts with A......... oh well, review me if possible.

Um......this chapter is random... and I have no new ideas for a plot so, again, review if possible.

Hopefully, I will get the next chapter up before the end of the year :S

Thanks to all the reviewers once again