Sorry, I took so long. I had lots of work to make up when I got back from Canada, which was awsome. If any of you ever get the opportunity to go to the Stratford Shakespeare Festival, do not hesitate.

Back to the story, I hope you like this chapter as much as the rest. You get to see who's next, though I thought I gave some good hints in earlier chapters. Enjoy!
Tohru waved good-bye to Shigure, Kyo, and Yuki, all gathered on the porch. She then climbed in to the front seat of Hatori's car with Momiji in the back seat.

"Protect our flower, we don't want her to be crushed," Shigure whispered into Ha'ri's ear before he walked down the porch steps.

Hatori nodded, and got in his car to head back to the main house.

"He sure as hell better take care of her, or else I'll beat his ass," Kyo growled at the leaving car, and then stalked into the house.

Yuki merely looked wistfully in the direction the car went, and followed Kyo's lead.

Shigure smirked at their despondent attitudes. He himself planned on visiting as much as possible, though he would miss her presence in the house.

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"Here's where you'll be staying, Miss Honda," Hatori said motioning to the room through the open door. "I'll give you sometime to unpack, then maybe I or Momiji could give you a tour of the area." He smiled, and left her standing in a huge beautiful room with Momiji.

"Hey, Tohru. I live just down the hall, maybe I could come sleep with you sometime," Momiji said excitedly.

Tohru blushed, and answered, "I guess..."

Momiji smiled, and gave her a big hug before scurrying out of the room.

"Oh my," she sighed, sitting down on the bed. This was a bit overwhelming, so much, so quickly.

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A while later, a knock came on her door. Tohru jumped up, and ran to answer it. She slid it open to a somber looking Hatori.

"Hello, Miss Honda. Is the room to your liking? I thought that you might like someone to show you around."

"Thank you, that'd be nice." Tohru stepped out into the hall, and followed Hatori. He led her around the grounds, and pointed out all the important landmarks.

As they headed back to Hatori's house, he paused, and thought for a moment. "There are a few things I need to pick up from my office, so would you mind if we stopped by there before heading to dinner?"

"Not at all," Tohru smiled.

They went into his office, and he began to look through some paperwork on his desk. Tohru wandered around his office while waiting. She went out onto the porch by the rock garden where she had learned the tragic story of Hatori's life, and stood there deep in thought.

So deep that she didn't hear Hatori come up behind her. "Miss Honda, I have what I was looking for." Startled at his voice, she jumped a little, and lost her footing. She fell off the porch down to the rock garden.

Hatori reached out, and pulled her back towards him, saving her from the fall. Together they fell back, and Tohru's head landed on Hatori's chest.

She let it rest there for a few moments, as she recovered from the shock. Then she began to listen to the rhythm of his heart, which seemed to grow quicker the longer she stayed on him.

Hatori sat up, and started to wiggle out from under Tohru. He stopped when he saw Tohru's sad looking face. Hatori reached out, and drew her into an embrace. He held her there, and let her just be for a few moments.

"Hatori, you know you'll have to make love to me sometime," she whispered, softly gazing up at him.

His breath caught, and he looked away blushing. Tohru could feel the heat rising in his body under her touch.

She turned his face to look back at her, and could see the tears welling in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I still love her," he sighed, looking up, trying to stop the tears from flowing.

"Can I help you forget?" Tohru said shyly.

Hatori smiled, and took her face in hand. "You make me remember, and for that I love you." He leaned in, and gave her a soft kiss on the lips.

He stood up, keeping her in his arms, and carried her over to the examination table. He laid her down, and climbed up above her.

She smiled coyly, and reached to loosen his tie. He slid his hands under her shirt, and felt her soft breasts. She flushed with pleasure, and giving up on the tie started to remove his shirt.

Hatori seemed to start thinking of what he was doing for a moment, but Tohru caught his lips to hers pulling him back from the edge of reason.

Hatori let the snow that lay frozen inside of him melt into a fountain of joy, and Tohru was the spring that brought his winter to an end.