Sorry about the last chappie. You knew something horrid had to happen, I mean, it's Rin. LOL. This next chappie is like a transition chappie, but it start another good section and there is some info in here you need, so don't totally think it's here and pointless because I couldn't move on to the next one yet. It did take longer to write though because of inspiration's sake, but I finally got it done. LOL. Enjoy!

Chapter 19

"Oh, Megumi," Kisa giggled as the dark haired boy laughed along with her. The two were standing awfully close with their fingers intertwined.

"Kisa, your eyes are so beautiful, forgive me for staring into them," Megumi whispered as Kisa's face turning bright red and she turned her face away, embarrassed. "No, really." Megumi moved his free hand underneath her chin and turned her head to look at his slowly. Their faces grew closer but just before their lips touched Hiro opened his eyes.

"No!" he cried, face red with anger, heart beating furiously. "Get it together, Hiro; you were dreaming; none of that has happened, not yet anyway."

"Hana, is there something wrong?" Tohru asked as she and Uo watched the girl struggling to sit down at the lunch table.

"What would make you say that?" she questioned.

"Well, you've been moving awfully slow the past few days, as if you're in pain," Tohru replied, her face filled with concern.

"I'm fine, Tohru," she assured her as Uo glared at her suspiciously.

"Really?" she demanded. Hana nodded. "All right." Uo sighed. "I wouldn't worry, Tohru." Tohru couldn't help but worry; it was what she was best at, worrying. Uo worried a little too much as well, but then so did Hana. All three of the girls were worrying about each other all the time whether there was really anything to worry about or not.

Please don't worry about me, Hana thought. I wouldn't want to bother you with my petty problems; please, don't worry.

"Saki, what's wrong?" Satsuki asked as Hana walked through the door slowly, looking fatigued and faint.

"Nothing, Mother," she replied breathlessly.

"You've been moving slowly for the past few days, looking exhausted constantly, w-what's wrong?" she asked.

"I'm in perfect physical condition, Mother," she said, sounding a bit annoyed. Questions had been constant lately.

"But, Saki, I-" she started, being cut off by the closing of her door. "Oh, dear, what is wrong with that girl?"

"Well, that didn't go very well, not did it?" Obaba said, walking out of her room into the sitting room where Satsuki was seated on the couch.

"Oh, Mother, I'm so worried about her; I need to talk to Miroku tonight," Satsuki said.

"What do you think could be bothering her?" Obaba asked.

"I have no clue," Satsuki sighed, utterly confused.

"Good, your cut is starting to heal significantly; you should be able to walk without pain in a matter of days," Hatori said as he began to rewrap Hana's stomach with a fresh bandage after dressing her wound.

"You don't know what a relief that is, Hatori," Hana sighed happily. "If I hear 'what's wrong' one more time I think I'll consider using my waves." Hatori chuckled.

"You have to be patient, Hana," he laughed. "What did you honestly think they'd do? It doesn't take a genius to know you're in pain, I noticed as I watched you from my door." He finished wrapping her torso and tugged on her shirt lightly so it fell over her stomach as usual. He stood up and smiled down upon her. "Plus, with a friend like Tohru what did you expect?"

"That girl does worry too much," Hana sighed with a slight smirk.

"So do you, Hana," Hatori said seriously.

In reality Hiro had nothing to worry about, there was definitely nothing going on with Megumi and Kisa. The two were so quiet nothing could happen. The only one to talk was Megumi who would assign jobs to both of them, Kisa offering an occasional nod. If she ever talked to him it was to offer suggestions or criticism, even then you had to have complete silence to hear her barely audible voice. It was sweet but timid, cute but shy. They complemented each other well, both content in silence, content to be wordless. Hiro, however, was loud and boisterous and extremely jealous. His jealousy hindered him from seeing the truth; it blinded him to the real situation. These were the instances when he wished he could be more like his older brother Hatori, the one with common sense who never let his emotions get in the way of his thinking, or at least seemed not to.
"Kyo, Yuki, come quick!" Momiji shouted, rushing into the classroom where Kyo, Yuki, Tohru, Uo, and Hana stood after school.

"What is it, runt?" Kyo sighed tiredly, turning around to look at the boy who stood huffing in the doorway.

"It's terrible!" Momiji cried.

"What is it, Momiji?" Yuki asked more tenderly but urgently.

"Um, Ha-, uh, um," the boy mumbled, eyeing Uo and Hana in uncertainty. Kyo and Yuki both knew exactly what was wrong and nodded.

"We'll be right back, excuse us," Yuki said in his polite manner, and the two rushed out after Momiji.

"What was that all about?" Uo asked. Tohru shrugged, but Hana was too busy concentrating on the signals rushing to her brain. Destruction, sorrow, despair, pain. "Well, I don't have time to stick around to find out; I've gotta get to work." Uo sighed, stretched, and stood up slowly.

"See you tomorrow, Uo!" Tohru exclaimed happily, waving.

"Yes, tomorrow, Arisa," Hana added.

"You've been moving faster lately, Hana; I'm glad," Tohru said after Uo had walked out the door.

"I told you not to worry, Tohru," Hana replied.

"Oh, I know; I, I just can't help it," Tohru said. The conversations ended here, Hana smiling faintly upon the girl. "Maybe we should go look for Kyo and Yuki." This came after a long period of silence.

"Yes," Hana replied plainly as the two arose and walked out the door and down the hall.

"You little punk, what did I ever do to you?" they heard Kyo shout.

Oh no! Tohru thought as the reached the scene. There stood Kyo and Hatsuharu shouting at each other, broken glass and a classroom in ruin behind them, Yuki and Momiji watching in horror.