Author Note: One quick thing to say, well maybe two. Sorry for lack of updateingness. Work. Second, I still don't own fruits basket. !

Hitori stared at the still body, almost afraid to touch it.

"Akito…" The man didn't even bother to look at the doctor.

"This is how I found him and its how I intend to leave him. What use do I have for a dead dog." Watching the other move away and down the hall, Hitori knelt down, tears in his eyes as he touch the smooth cheek. It was then his eyes widened.

"Still warm!" The words came out as a rushed whisper and he moved to touch the uncut wrist. "A pulse, faint but its still there." Getting to his feet, Hitori rushed out of the room for supplies, fully intending on coming back.

The small room soon became more crowded then usually as the cat, the rat, the riceball and the dragon all crowded around the dog who (with help) had been moved back home. Haru made his prescense known as he leaned on the door frame, making a joke to lighten the mood.

"He's lighter then he looks." No one laughed.

"Hitori-san…Shii-san will be okay right?" Hitori couldn't look at the girl with the tear stained face as he changed a bandage on the dogs wrist.

"Of course." Hitori knew very well that Shigure had a chance of surviving, but that was only if he had the will to live.

'Please Shigure…for me at the least.'

"He loves me!" The words fell from a young Shigures mouth, hard eyes narrowed at Akito.

"I won't allow it." Shigure looked away, the damage was clear and he turned his back.

"Well…Fuck you Akito because I'm moving away from this damn family." He looked back just in time to be knocked to the gorund.

"Repeat that dog. Because I'll kill you! I have no problem ridding this family of you! You're nothing!" Akitos grips was firm on the boys neck.

It wasn't the first time a fight between the two had started, but it was the first time Hitoris gift was used on Shigure.

Hitori looked at the plae dog. His eye traveling to Tohru crying, the two boys awkwardly trying to cheer her up and then to Haru with his back to everything.

"I'm sorry Shigure, I never looked for your call for help." Words fell on deaf ears.

Hitori and Haru sat separated from the others and an odd question came for the ox.

"Was Shigure always so nice?" It took a moment of thought, but Hitori finally answered.

"No. He used to be a troublemaker. Much like your black side.

"Tell me Hitori-san. Tell me everyting."

TBC