Summary: Two months after the mass murdering, which included: Yuki, Akito and Jeimii and the Orient Express finally pulled into the station, Tohru feels happy, but lonely. But what's worse is now Yuki is popping up in Tohru's mind and she's seeing him, one night she speaks to him. He tells her the Inspector didn't kill him, he was murdered by someone else. Now Tohru must find out who did kill Yuki...

"In The Arms Of An Angel"

Chapter 7

Haru's Photo

The manager came back "Oh, and you'll be needing these," he said, handig them a big keyring full of keys

"Well, it's not gonna clean itself!" said Tohru, taking the keys and unlocking the door

And with that, they all clambered in, cases in hand

They unpacked everything, which ranged from: dustpans and brushes, mops, an assortment of cleaners to vacuum cleaners. It was very hard work, even though the were only cleaning the engine (They'd been provided with a cleaner for the engine). They'd just finished the engine and had started to clean the first carriage: the Smokers' carriage when the manager came up to them

"Any trouble?" he asked

"No" said Tohru

"Good," replied the manager "Lunch will be served after you have been shown your room. Which then it will be at about 9:30pm. Is that okay?"

"Fine" everyone mumbled

"What about dinner?" asked Kyo, looking at a clock, which read: 11:46

"You'll have some soup sent here" said the manager "well, I'd best not keep you! This thing isn't gonna clean itself!" and he went off

"Soup!" shouted Kyo "Soup!" he gave an ugly face "What flavour!"

"I hope it's leek" said Shigure

"Grrrr!" shouted Kyo "I hate leeks!"

"Where's Haru?" asked Momiji, looking round

"Yeah!" said Kyo "Where is that slacker?"

"Somewhere" said Tohru "I'll look for him"

"Yeah," said Kyo "make us do the work!"

Tohru ran out of the carriage and looked around. She couldn't find Haru anywhere. Eventually she did find him, hid behind the hotel, looking at his photo

"C'mon" said Tohru "we gotta clean that thing. And what is it with that photo of yours? Where'd ya get it?"

"Nowhere" said Haru

"Well it's gotta be from somewhere!" said Tohru "It can't have just appeared out of nowhere!... No wait I'm sorry. It's your personnal stuff, but, just come on and help us clean! Five sets of hands are better than four!"

For lunch, they had really sloppy, horrible tomato soup with crunchy bread, that shouldn't be crunchy. They swallowed it down (eventually).

They returned to cleaning. The disasters seemed to be piling up. Momiji had fallen of a ladder, reaching over too far to get the clock, Kyo had broken the the brush after he'd just swept a pile of dirt into a corner and Momiji had kicked it. They'd nearly finished cleaning it, when Tohru looked into the corner, full of blood... The Inspectors' blood. She'd avoided it all day but she had to clean it at some point. While the others' were fixing the broken tables with glue, Tohru got a mop and cleaned the blood up.

That evening at 9:00pm, everyone was absolutely tired out. They went to their two-bed rooms(Haru with Shigure, Kyo with Momiji and Tohru by herself) with dingy, rotting walls and lumpy, uncomfortable beds. Tohru had room 3, Kyo and Momiji had room 2 and Shigure and Haru had room 1.

At 9:30pm, dinner was served. It wasn't exactly a three-course meal, but it was okay. They had lumpy mashed-potatoes, over-cooked cabbage, soggy carrots (if you can get them) and under-cooked chicken

During the night, Tohru couldn't sleep, that thought of Yuki asking her for 'help' was just too over-powering; so she went to the bathroom, at the other end of the hall. She could hear Kyo shouting at Momiji, telling him to 'go to sleep or die'. Haru's door was a-jar, Tohru peered inside, but no one was there. Then, opened the door fully, she saw Haru's bag, unzipped, the photo placed on top. She tried to resist the urge to charge and the photo and look, but is never worked. Within the blink of an eye, she was at the bag, photo in-hand.

The photo had a small tear down the middle, but it never touched the picture itself. It looked as though it had been through a war rather than Haru's bag, crinkles were everywhere and the top right-hand corner was dog-eared (torn). The photo had a nice picture of Haru and not Jeimii, but Yuki. They were both looking at each other, smiling, an ice-cream cone in their hands, a moustache of chocolate and vanilla ice-cream round their mouths; the Orient Express behind them. Tohru smiled to herself

"Tohru... What're you doing with that?"

Tohru jumped and turned round to see not Haru, but Yuki...

(A/N: Scary... (I do not own the FB characters nor will I ever do) Find out how Tohru will react in the next chapter!)