A/N: I didn't realize how short this was until just now. I made it longer but it's still shorter than it should be, not too too much happens either but this is important to the next chapter which is heavy with happenings. I'll try to post the next one sooner, but typing it up is such a pain. I hope you like this chapter everyone, I have introduced Momiji in this one but he's only mentioned he won't appear until later. (Updated and revamped 8/7)
Tohru started working, work was the only place where she could completely concentrate on the task at hand. Scrub the toilet. Clean the shower. Wash the counter. Mop the floor. She was always too busy to think about anything else. The other two women she was working with were glad to see her back, while she ran around doing everything they had time to sit and chat.
It was nearing the end of the night and there were only five rooms left to clean. The other two women had been sitting and talking in the hallway. Tohru entered another room, turning on the light, she passed through the bedroom and began in the bathroom. Scrub the toilet. Clean the shower. Wash the counter. Mop the floor. She finished rather quickly, it being the end of the night she had worked herself up to speed. /Now for the bedroom./ She walked into the bedroom and started to remove the sheets, when something fell off of the pillow, she reached behind the side table to get it. She looked at the envelope for a moment, her eyes widened and she ran out into the hall, she looked in every direction /Gone/. Then she remembered the two women on the couch and turned to them hurriedly. "Please, did you ladies see anyone enter this room"
"Why yes dear, a young boy. He said he was a friend of yours." The older of the two responded.
"He was so adorable wasn't he?" The other one said, turning to her friend.
"What did he look like?" Tohru asked.
"Well," The older one replied realizing this was important to Tohru "He had blonde hair, brown eyes, he definitely couldn't have been all Japanese, you know. I'd say he was part German"
"German?" She walked back into the room she'd come out of and sat on the bed. /But...that can't be right, can it? That sounds just like Momiji. Does Momiji know my secret admirer? If he does maybe he'll tell me if it's Yuki, then. But do I really want to know/ Tohru looked down at her hands, and remembered the note she was holding, she had still yet to read it.
"Tohru,
You mean the world to me. I want you to know, who I am now, is all because of you"
"There was no rose with this one, that seemed a bit odd to her. She read the note again, and blushed. /He used my name this time. But who is he? Could it really be Yuki/ Tohru walked back out into the hallway where the ladies were discussing how odd she'd been acting. She sat down and sighed lightly.
The ladies exchanged looks. "Maybe you've been working too hard too soon, you go home now, it's about time we did our share of the work dear." The older one told her raising to her feet. The other agreed and began to rise herself. "You're still a bit pale dear. Overworking yourself when you're still sick, will do you no good in the end." The two women would accept no response from her and began work on the remaining rooms.
Tohru stayed seated for a bit. She had read and re-read the note several times. She looked at the clock , she had about an hour before Yuki would be leaving to get her she estimated, so if she left now she would probably get home before he left. /I should be fine alone, I don't feel sick at all anymore./ She put the note in her pocket and started towards home.
Yuki looked up at the clock /Maybe I'll leave early and surprise her. It must get boring near the end of the night, I'm sure she'd enjoy some company./ "Shigure, I'll be leaving to get Tohru now." He popped his head into the kitchen.
"Oh, thank goodness." Shigure looked up from the burnt item he'd been trying to turn into a sandwich for about ten minutes now./There was no way we were eating tonight./ He threw the sandwich into the near-by garbage. "Now we wont need to order take out." He smiled.
Yuki glanced at the pathetic attempt at a meal his cousin had created. /Yes, thank goodness for Tohru/
/It figures I finally get home at a reasonable time and they try to kill me with that moron's 'food'. Why didn't Tohru at least leave snacks/ Kyou thought as he got up to head for the roof.
A/N: Pleasie please review! Please!
