Almost forty, almost forty! I can't believe I almost have forty chapters! Sorry guys for making you wait so long. I had finals then parties, and soon I'm going off to spend the summer in different places so this might be the last chapter for a while. I'll try to make it a good one.

Point of No Return

Tohru's POV

We walked in silence once again to school. Once in a while Kyra would try to start a conversation with Yuki or Kyo but they never carried it beyond a few words. We walked in the regular pattern; Kyo, me, Kyra, then Yuki, but Yuki left more room in between Kyra and himself than normal. He hasn't spoken to me since the night Kyo kissed my head and I feel terrible.

"Come on somebody please talk to me! I can't deal with this silence. Yuki you're pissed at Kyo, Kyo you're pissed at Yuki there is no real changes in our normal routine so why do I have to live with the silent treatment?" Kyra asked. Every since we have known her she had slowly poked out of her shell more and more. Before she barely spoke now it was hard to shut her up.

"I'm sorry Miss Titsugumi but I have nothing to say so perhaps you should bring headphones to listen to on the way to school for a while." Yuki suggested politely.

"That is a great idea Yuki." I piped in he glanced at me and his deep purple eyes held great sadness. Imediately I turned away and stared at my feet.

"I have had enough of this." Kyo broke away from our group and disappeared into the woods. I contemplated following him but Yuki's eyes bore into the back of my head.

"Well I guess Kyo is skipping today, we should hurry so as not to be late." Kyra automatically tried to brighten the mood.

School

"Finals are next week so everyone needs to start studying. Remember finals count as twenty percent of your final grades so do your best." Uo leaned over to me and nudged my arm.

"Is Yuki going to help you study again?" My gaze fell to the floor and she sensed my distress.

"What's wrong Tohru? Is he not going to help you anymore? Because if he won't I can always rough him up a bit." She pushed up her sleeves and started to stand up in the middle of the class.

"No Arisa!" She sank back into her chair and looked at me questioningly. "I'll tell you later." The teacher stopped talking and we were allowed some time to just sit before the bell rang. I watched a mob of girls swarm around Yuki as usual but he excused himself. Slowly he made his way over to Kyo, Arise, Saki, and I.

"Miss Honda may I please speak with you for a moment out in the hallway?" I searched his eyes but couldn't tell what he really wanted.

"Sure Yuki." I stood and we made our way to the door. The Prince Yuki Fan Club girls glared at me the whole way. When the door closed behind us I turned to him. "If this is about the other night I…."

"Don't Tohru." It was the first time he addressed me by name and I couldn't help but smile. "I just wanted…I'm not really sure I know what I want." He took my hand and a strange feeling of dread slowly filled me. "Tohru I…" Instead of finishing his sentence he took a step towards me and started to lean down. Guess what his intention was I hugged him instead momentarily forgetting the out come. POOF! Yuki changed into a rat and sat in my hands.

"I'm so sorry Yuki! I didn't mean to!" He just half-heartedly smiled at like only a rat could while I set him down. Soon enough he returned to normal and we returned to class. Kyo curiously watched us but didn't say anything (A/N he showed up late.).

Back at Shigure's house

Shigure's POV

I leaned back in my chair and sigh. I should have been writing but I wasn't in the mood. A phone call to Ayame or Hatori always cheered me up but I was experiencing a deep lazy mood where the only thing that could get me out of my chair was if the house around me was burning down. Grabbing a piece of paper I folded and tucked different pieces for it to create a flapping bird. I made its wings move and was mildly entertained but something at the back of my mind was still bothering me. There was a knock at the front door and I slowly stood from my chair. I hope it's Mii, it is so what I need to energize myself by torturing her. At the speed of a snail I moved down the hallway and opened the door. I had been expecting to see Mii but Rin stood in front of me instead.

"May I come in?" She asked not really waiting for an answer before pushing her way into my house.

"Sure." I said to her back as she sat herself at the table. "What can I do for you Rin?" Her dark eyes captured mine and I quickly sat by the table and braced myself for bad news.

"Akito has gotten wind of Kyra's completed soul. He is quite angry." I crushed the paper bird in my hand as she spoke.

"How did he find out?"

"I'm not sure. Brother I am scared for her." Tears welled in her eyes and slowly slide down her ivory cheeks. My minded buzzed with ulterior motives but for once I let Rin cry without thinking of her intentions.

Lunch time at School

Kyra's POV

I nibbled at my lunch and listened to the happy words surrounding me. They filled my senses and I felt a little tingle behind my eyes.

"Kyra?" I glanced up to see Jacob standing before me.

"Yeah?"

"Can I talk to you a minute?" He looked nervous as the conversation around us died. "Alone."

"Ok." I stood hastily and swiped at the dead grass clinging to my uniform. We moved away from the group before Jacob spoke again.

"Did you ask your father yet?" My heart stopped and my blood ran cold as the request come back into my mind.

"I'm so sorry I completely forgot." I tried to pretend to be sympathetic but the cold filled my voice as well.

"Well there is still time. I already told my parents he was interested so please try to make it work." I just nodded and walked back to the group.

"You ok?" Uo asked out of character. Everyone looked concerned.

"Yeah I'm fine. I just need a good night's sleep is all." The rest of lunch was eaten in relative silence.

End of the day

Still Kyra's POV

I lied to Tohru and the guys about where I was going after school. I said I was going to the library but really I was going back to my house. My father always came home early on Thursdays so I assumed he would be home now. The mammoth front door loomed ahead of me and I felt chilled even in the eighty-degree heat. Goosebumps formed on my arms and legs as I waited for someone to answer my summons.

"Good Afternoon Miss Kyra, is the master expecting you?" One of the older staff asked when she opened the door.

"No he is not expecting me. I'm here for a surprise visit." The people of my house were never informed of why I left in the first place so no one really questioned my sudden appearance. The marble staircase where Haru and I bonded was still the same, but my legs felt like lead as I climbed. Instead of the hallway growing like it does in the movies it seemed to shrink and I got to my father's office sooner than I would have liked. All I had left to do was lift my hand and knock and he would be before me.

Don't be a wimp just knock on the stupid door. He is only a man. Biting my lip as hard as possible I forced my arm up. It remained poised in that position even after the door opened. Without my knocking my father opened the door. I felt as if I was half an inch tall and he was a giant.

"What do you want?" He spoke in calm but steely tones.

"I know I have no right to ask you for anything, but there is a favor I must try for." His eyes narrowed and automatically I glanced at his hands. One was still on the door opened palmed while the other had gathered into a fist. The power of those tools was terrifying when attacked with but worse when remembered.

"What." He stepped back from the door allowing me to enter. I stepped forward into his den and onto the carpet before I spoke. Just seeing the room again caused my airways to constrict slightly. Forcing myself to breathe I tried to explain my predicament.

"There is a benefit dinner coming up for Missing Children being run by my friend's parents. They asked me to invite you since you would be a valuable counterpart in their organization." The old Kyra had come back out from her hiding space and was in control. Her polished words and poised demeanor caused me to square my shoulders and avoid eye contact. Our first lesson at finishing school had been to divert your eyes when talking to one better than yourself.

"How much?" He seemed disinterested but obliging.

"What do you mean?" I glance up at him in confusion and received a swift slap across the face. It wasn't that painful but it formed an icy shell around my emotions.

"How much money do they expect me to 'donate'?" Anger was obvious on his face but he had started to fill out forms on his desk instead of looking at me.

"I think it is a hundred dollars a plate father." I clasped my hands to prevent fidgeting. His frown deepened.

Can I be evil enough to leave this as a cliffhanger after all this time? I think I can!