Last Rain

Chapter Three: Ther In Mye Hart

Yuki spent the evening pretending to be happier than usual. It felt empty to him, but Tohru seemed to be reassured, as she began to act normally and managed to sleep again.

Yuki sat at his window sill. It brought back all the familiar feelings. But they all seemed to fit into his new life just as they had before. Unfairness, inequality…The longing for something more. Wanting freedom. How could they all fit into place now? Why was he feeling so strange? His life was exactly as it had been for the past two years. Why the changed mind all of a sudden? But then, maybe that was the reason.

Maybe it was too early for me to settle down? I've never left the cty borders. And there's no reason for me to, ever. Because I'm married now. Yuki smacked his head against the wall. There was a dull thud, and everything went out of focus for a few seconds. Don't be stupid. What would you do with your life if she hadn't been there? You couldn't have ever left. Ever. No questions asked.

He blinked the small trail of blood out of his grey eyes. He looked at the wall. There were a few blood spot on it. Well that was stupid…. Maybe the 'knocking some sense into your head' theory was taken a little too seriously?

He wiped the blood off his forehead, and dizzily went back to bed. He lay down next to Tohru, and smiled. I've been so blind, Tohru. I'm sorry.

-

Momiji groaned as he felt himself being woken from a deep sleep. A hand around his shoulder was shaking him awake. He turned over and murmered in his sleep.

"Five more minutes…"

"Momiji-kun! You have to help! Yuki, he's been murdered!" Momiji's eyes flew open.

"Wha-?"

Tohru was sitting on the bed, her eyes overflowing with tears. "He's dead!"

"Hey, what's going on?" Yuki trudged into view and stood in the door frame, his tired voice speaking in a monotone.

"Um…He doesn't look too dead to me…? Tired, not dead." Saiid Momiji, smiling.

"Yuki! You're alive!" Tohru hugged him round the waist from the bed.

"Um… Yes…?"Yuki laughed. "When wasn't I…?"

"There was blood all over the sheets… And you looked so pale…I thought you were…"

"Um, you've got red on you, Yuki." Momiji pointed at Yukji's head. He wiped away the drying blood.

"Oh… You mean this? I bumped my head last night… It's not important. Sorry I scared you."

"Where's the murderer! I'lll kill 'im!" Haru ran in, sword brandished, in nothing but a pair of breeches.

"Uh… There is no murderer." Said Yuki, half-laughing. "I'm right here Haru."

"Oh." Haru put his sword behind his back and looked into the distance. "I knew that."

-

"Yuki… You've got mail." Yuki sighed. He'd been waiting with baited breath as Haru had once again leafed through the small piles of mail they got every day.

He handed two letters to Yuki, and kept the rest. "Those are the only two you'll want. I'll handle the rest."

Yuki peered at the letters in Haru's hand. Some were addressed to him, but were written with the familiar quickly-scrawled handwriting he associated with the complaints.

"Thanks."

-

Yuki sat opposite his desk once more. The afternoon was quickly melting into eve, and he still hadn't opened the anonymous letter. The first had been from a distant cousin, by name of Hiro. (He had been made to write a letter, and it was full of childish yet sophisticated remarks. Yuki had put it in a desk drawer and tried to forget about it, unaware of how to handle such a letter.)

"Yuki?" Tohru's voice sounded. Yuki closed his eyes, and found the sound of it most agreeable.

He turned around. "Yes?"

"Are you alright?" She walked towards the desk and hovered.

Yuki smiled. "Yeah. I'm fine." Please go away… It's so very hard to keep things from you…I just don't know how to do it. "I've… Just… Got something on y mind. That's all."

Tohru tilted her head to the side. She pulled up her own chair to the desk in the same awkward way Yuki had done before. Yuki smiled sadly.please don't ask me to tell you. You know I can't refuse…

"What's going on, Yuki?"

Yuki took a deep breath. She didn't have to know exactly what it had said. "I've been getting weird mail. And… It's sort of scaring me. I got another letter today… And I'm afraid that if I open it, it'll change everything… And take away everything I've ever loved. And… you."

Tohru put her arms round his shoulders. "I'm not going anywhere."

"I don't want to open it… But at the same time… I really want to know what it says."

Tohru moved her chair closer, and put one arm round his shoulder, laning her head on the other. With her other hand, she picked up the letter. "Let's open it together."

Yuki thought about this for a moment. He reluctantly took his dagger from the desk top, and as Tohru held the letter down on the table with both hands, he put one of his on top of hers. As he slid his dagger underneath the same seal as the previous letter, he did it slower than normal, so he didn't catch her fingers with the blade. As the envelope came loose, he gave her hand a squeeze.

He took out the familiar yellowed page, and scanned over the same scrawl.

"What does it say?" She said, her hand still underneath his, the other lightly pinching the side of the paper.

Yuki,

Im hapy that yu replyd. And Iam sory I cannot tel yu who I am. But yu wil find owt in good time. Stay with me, mye yuki, and we will be unyted finaly.

From the one who holds yu in ther hart.

Yuki didn't read it out loud. He saw Tohru reading it slowly from the corner of his eye. He felt hot, and began to blush. He didn't know what to do. He wished there was some kind of escape route he could take to get out of the situation, but there was no way out.

"You wrote to them?"

"I didn't know what to do. I couldn't just leave it." I let curiosity get the best of me. And I may have broken something I held so dear for so long.

"Well, the only thing you can do now, is try to ignore it. You don't… Know this person, do you?"

The worried and almost sad expression on her face panicked Yuki. Oh god… she thinks I'm having an affair… Crap! What do I do? "Of course not! I haven't any idea! I don't even know if it's a girl or a boy or an animal!"

"Animals can't write, Yuki." Tohru laughed.

"Oh yeah… Old habit…" They both laughed. Yuki looked at her big brown eyes and smiled. You believe me, don't you? I will want of nothing else, so long as I have you with me. Loving me.

-

The writer of this letter waited. They waited and waited, till the moon ate the sun and the stars watched, cheering it on. And they received no reply.

The drifter had, however, intercepted a message of some great importance.

They smiled maliciously as they held the letter, written in rough but legible handwriting.

If you're going to play the game hard, then I'll oblige. I'm ready for a challenge, Yuki. You may not want to put yourself at risk, but what about everyone else?

The drifter put their hand through their hair, and looked out towards the forest. Their dark eyes moved far over a mass of dark green, almost grey in the moonlight. The roves of Akitaio were visible, and the drifter could only just see the towering form of the palace.

I will have you for myself. No matter what.

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AN: Hewwo… I'm sorry… This chapter must be really boring to read… The only bit I like is Yuki's death (haha… gotcha didn't I?) and the Yuki X Tohru mush in the middle. Oh, and if Elizabeth Dykstra McCarthy ever reads this (which I will make her later… muwahahaha…) I am going to say this now. No. Haru and Momiji will NOT end up together, as they ARE brothers. DON'T WRITE CREEPY THINGS IN MY REVIEWS YOU HORRIBLE SHREW! … Actually, that's the same thing I have called Tohru more times than one… Nothing against shrews… it just… Seems t suit her sometimes… (would much rather BE Tohru… But thass neva gonna happen…-cries-)

AN2: I am so sorry for the wait on the last chapter…

AN3: I am going to now resume the, 'make stupid jokes about the chapter' thing I did with the First Rain. So, I will call it: …Someone think of a name for it will you?

S.T.O.A.N.F.I.W.Y? No 1

Tohru: Let's open it together.

Yuki: fiddles with envelope, fails with the 'opening letter concept', and tears the thing to pieces, eating the remains.

Tohru: Um…

Yuki: The nerves got to me. What can I say? I like to eat. Is that so wrong?

Tohru: Yeah… But paper?

AN: If anyone has read fushigi yugi or the fics by Threshie, it's a bit like the akugi/pardon the parody. (makes me laugh so hard). It may get funnier… It may not… Who knows? Only time and my sense of humour can tell.