Author's Note: Hello everyone! Chapter 6 is finally up! This story will be fully unfolded on Christmas Eve! Hope your all anxiously waiting! I'll be updating as soon as possible at very unusual rates considering the amount of time that I have right now! Please read and review! Enjoy!

Chapter 6

Goodbye… Or is it?

"You're what?" Yuki stared at her as the words echoed over and over in his head.

"My grandfather's dying. They need to have the coronation ball as soon as possible so that I can be crowned Queen," she sobbed. "What am I going to do? I don't know how to rule a country let alone curtsy or… Or do anything else!" she was talking hysterically now.

"It's okay, Tohru. You'll be fine," he looked into her eyes anxiously. "Everything's going to be fine. I promise," Inside his mind, he was truly panicking. "What am I going to do? She's leaving. again. I can't believe this. My happiness can't even last one month," he bitterly thought in his head.

"Come on, let's go home now. You're not going to be able to enjoy this evening like this," he gently said as he guided her towards the room full of people.

She didn't budge. "Wait, but, you're the one who's hosting this charity event! You can't leave!" she shook her head. "No, I can't let you leave! You're staying her and keeping everyone company," she spoke somewhat fiercely. Well, as fierce as a girl who just broke down could be.

"No, I can put someone else in charge of that. But, what's important to me right now is that your safe and sound. I'm going to take you with me back home. No buts," he gently but firmly led her towards the exit.

Motoko saw this interaction and glowered. "That little witch took him again. What is with her? She thinks that she can just steal him away with a few tears? Humph. We'll see about that," she smiled snidely to herself and tilted her wine glass to her mouth and drank to the destruction of Tohru.

Back home, Yuki had made Tohru sit down on the sofa. "You're still pretty shaken up. I'm going to get someone to make you some tea…"

"Oh no, that's not necessary. I've already gotten it prepared," a woman in her mid-forties or so cam bustling out of the west wing holding a tray consisting of a few biscuits, a teapot, and two cups. "My, my, don't you two just look utterly perfect!" she smiled kindly at them and walked quietly back out with her skirts making a swishing sound in the silent room.

Yuki poured a cup for her and Tohru gratefully accepted it. She put it up to her lips and took a sip. She closed her eyes and smiled as it soothed her mind.

"Feeling better?" he smiled as he sat next to her slipping his strong hand over her delicate one.

"Just a little," she smiled shakily.

After a few minutes of silence.

"I'm sorry I ruined your evening. It's not like me to just break down like that. But, it's just that… I didn't realize that my grandfather would be dying and that I would be the next ruler so soon," she shook her head disbelievingly. "I…I just don't feel ready for all of this,"

"It's okay," Yuki pulled her into a light embrace. "You don't have to be ready for it. You can be scared ad feel unsure of yourself. But, as time goes on, you can learn to build up confidence and learn to accept everything," he softly spoke to her looking at her with his violet orbs staring intently into her sparkling blue eyes.

She sighed and buried her head into his shoulder as he embraced her tenderly. "I just wish that things were like how they were before," she whispered.

Two days had passed by quickly, and before you could say "Queen of Osaka" the time had flown by and Tohru was looking at the different places inside the place that she had called home and lived with for several weeks. She smiled and touched the locket that Yuki had given her for Christmas. It held a picture of her and Yuki that someone had taken when they were together. "He looks like a true Prince," she thought to herself.

Everyone was still asleep and the house was silent. She walked past Yuki's door and stared at it for a second. She walked past it a few steps just to run back and open the door.

Inside, Yuki was still fast asleep with his shirt askew on his figure. (A/N: Couldn't you just picture that! ) His covers were lose about him and he even looked princely in his sleep. She walked over to the side of his bed and hesitantly reached out a hand to brush back the few bangs that were in his face. She lingered on his cheek and stroked it softly. She looked down at her beloved and smiled tenderly. She looked down and started to walk away, when, "Please, Tohru, don't go," he was still gripping onto her hand and his eyes were closed and yet he felt her presence. "Don't go," he said again.

Tohru looked at his hand clutching her's and she smiled weakly as tears welled up in her eyes. She breathed in as she tried to calm herself. She kneeled down next to the bed and laid her head next to his hand. That was the umpteenth time that she had cried because she had to go away.

After a while, she slowly stood up again. Yuki was silent and she reluctantly pulled her hand out of Yuki's. "Goodbye," she kissed him gently on the lips before walking out and closing the door with a small click of the door. A small tear rolled down the side of his face as he realized that the love of his life came and went in the blink of an eye.

Meanwhile, at the airport, the echoes of the airline schedules filled the whole room. "Flight 514 is delayed for another two hours. I repeat, Flight 514 is delayed for another two hours. We're sorry for the inconvenience,"

Tohru impatiently tapped her foot on the marble floor. "Why do these people have to make me wait longer for me to be taken away from the people I love?" she grumbled to herself. She turned the pages of her magazine disgustedly and sighed.

She picked up her cell phone out of her pocket. It read 7:00 AM. She had been waiting since four in the morning to board her plane.

Yuki looked at the clock on the shelf on the library. "Right about now, she would probably be on the plane to go to Osaka… I hope she's doing okay," he worried and paced to and fro on the floor of the kitchen.

"Mr. Sohma, you have a call from Shigure Sohma," a maid came in with a portable phone in her hand.

"I'll take it," he took the phone from her and impatiently put it up to his ear. "Hello?"

"Yukiiiiiiiiii!" Shigure's loud, sing song-y voice came through towards Yuki and he held the phone away from his ear at least two feet.

"What did you want?" he indifferently asked.

"Ohhhhh! You never told me that Tohru was here!" his voice was mockingly hurt. "We all would have liked to see her, you know…I mean, even Hatori! He was SO upset when he heard that you kept Tohru all to yourself! Now with Akito gone, she isn't going to be hurt by anyone in any way! I mean, we all love her so, so, much…."

The rest of the things that were said by Shigure were unheard of. Yuki had stopped and realized just how much Tohru meant to him and the rest of the Sohma's. He dropped the phone and ran out the door taking his black coat with him. He tore through the bustle of the crowds in the town.

"Taxi!" he waved frantically at one of the yellow cars that passed by. "To the Tokyo Airport," he replied.

He barely got there in time for his liking, he threw some money at the driver and shouted, "Keep the change!" and threw open the door and bolted towards the entrance. He pulled the glass door with such vigor that it almost hit him, but his agility prevented it from happening. His vision was blurred as he frantically scanned the people in the airport. He desperately ran towards the register where he tapped the desk impatiently.

"One ticket to Osaka," he breathlessly told the woman behind the counter.

The woman popped her pink bubble gum and slightly raised an eyebrow as she looked at his coat half hanging off of his figure. "How are you going to be paying for it?" she asked in a bored voice.

"Ummm…." He realized that he was a Sohma. "Right, ummm… credit works, right?" he impatiently shoved a credit card into her hand.

As soon as he had gotten his ticket from her, he ran and searched once again to see if Tohru was anywhere in sight. He spotted her as she was handing her ticket to the stewardess with a smile.

"Tohru!" Yuki ran towards her.

A look of surprise crossed over her face. She shook her head and ran towards him, her overcoat flaring and her hair flying in all directions as she pushed through the crowd. She threw herself on Yuki and he held her tightly.

"I'm never letting you go. Ever. I'll be with you always,"