School started. Chemistry is not as bad as I thought it was going to be. I have the mother of all headaches right now, but I've been itching to write all week. Where did all my faithful reviewers go? I use to get like six per chapter, now I get like two, maybe. Come back please!

Point of No Return

Haru's POV

I absentmindedly stirred my strawberry shake; Jackie sat across from me complaining on and on about something I did not care about.

"Come on Haru, why aren't you listening? Last time we went out you talked a lot more."

"Well last time we actually talked about something vaguely interesting." I cracked my neck and stretched. Every since my phone call from Kyra 3 days ago I had been restless and I couldn't shake the feeling. The sob that my mind could have entered after she was done talking was torturing me. Had I made her cry? All I knew was that she was on a Greek island. I couldn't reach her and it was killing me on the inside. White Haru was clawing his way into my subconscious and I couldn't get rid of him.

"Well, I remember one thing you liked." She smirked and moved to my side of the booth. As she slid towards me, I didn't take my attention away from my shake. When she kissed my neck, I pushed her back with my elbow. "Ha, you're just playing hard to get." This time she tried harder and I felt aggravation rise.

"Get off." I slide her with one arm right off my side of the booth. She fell the two feet or so to the ground next to the booth.

"Ow, what was that for?" She scowled at me, but there was still interest flickering in her eyes.

"I told you to get off. Let's get out of here, I'm insanely restless."

"Ok, where to?" She reminded me of a little yippy dog she followed me everywhere. I played with the thought of kicking her, but I let the thought fade without to much remorse. We walked from the restaurant in a random direction in the search of something fun. We never got bored when we were with Kyra. White Haru whispered in my head. There was a neighborhood fair going on so we walked inside. Whenever I saw the flash of blonde hair, I searched the faces for Kyra. She was making me insane! "Are you ok Haru? You look kind of… disoriented." Looking at Jackie, her face morphed. It elongated and stretched with gruesome effects. It kept changing and I felt sweat slide down my spine.

"I don't know. I have to go." With apologies, I tore away from her and stumbled around. My delirious mind was searching for Kyra. Every flash of yellow had me reeling. Since so few people have blonde hair they were rare. By the time, I reached one it would be gone. Falling to my knees, I leaned over a trashcan and threw up.

"Haru?" A familiar voice slide through the haze.

"Kyra…" I slide the rest of the way to the ground and my body shook.

"Kyo, what should we do?" The voices got softer and as I felt my consciousness slip away, I thought I saw Kyra's face. My world went back and I sank into my inner turmoil.

Tohru's POV

His body stopped shaking as he slipped unconscious. I looked at Kyo but I didn't know what to do.

"He needs to see Hatori, he does not look good," Kyo's anger at what Haru had done to me earlier this week seemed to be shifted onto a back burner as he moved to pick him up. He groaned slightly at the weight and I moved people out of the way, as we left the fair. It wasn't far to the Sohma Estate. Once inside a few people came out to help carry Haru. I paused outside when I say Rin standing by a tree, but everyone else hurried inside.

"I heard what he said to you." She didn't look me in the eyes but I knew what she was talking about.

"Yes, he said some pretty awful things tom me."

"Then why did you help him?" She looked me in the eyes and anger flared in her. Her clenched fists shook at her sides.

"Because I still have hope that White Haru might come back, he is my friend and I owe him that much." Rin pursed he lips.

"When is Kyra coming back?"

"In about two weeks give or take a day."

"He needs to see her." I nodded and we stood in silence watching Haru being lifted onto a bed.

Greece

Kyra's POV

It felt good to have finally told someone what was happening in my mind, but I wasn't sure Rob was the best person to tell.

"Next person," (A/N it was said in Greek but I don't speak Greek so ha it's gonna be written in English.) We moved up in line and gave them our order. Ten minutes later Rob and I were sitting down at a table eating dinner.

"So, where are you from originally?" I decided to steer the conversation more in his direction.

"I was born in the US but my parents moved to Tokyo before I had turned two. When I was six my mother died in a car accident. So my dad threw himself into his work and kind of forgot abut me. I went to public schools and got a job at fourteen. I've been working ever since. I graduated high school a few months ago. When I heard your father was looking for a young person to be a bodyguard I only applied because I wanted to travel. You were just something I had to live with. Actually I'm kind of glad you jumped off that boat, otherwise I would have been cooped up for the rest of the trip."

"Yeah, but how are we going to contact them? I don't really want to go back but I don't want to be stranded here if they leave."

"I doubt your father would leave you in a foreign country."

"I don't think you know my father. I have never had a conversation longer then a few sentences with him. He acts 'protective' because he doesn't want his reputation to suffer for being a bad father."

"Why is he a bad father? He took you on a trip to Greece for an entire summer; he buys you expensive things. What more do you want?"

"First of all I only came on this stupid trip because I needed him to do something for me. It was black mail, my friend needed him to go to a benefit for missing children so that other influential people would show up and the only way he would agree was if I came here with him. I wasn't even allowed to say good bye the way I wanted to. Second he took me away from my friends, my life, my everything! He might buy the expensive things that end up being mine, but he doesn't choose them. He has little stooges to do that for him. He doesn't even look me in the eyes. I remind him to much of my mother." There was a silence and the people around us were staring. "Excuse me." I stood from the table, dumped my trash, and stalked off into the balmy night.

"Kyra, wait up!" Rob ran after me so I stopped. "What happened to your mother?"

"She died."

"From what?"

"From me." I started to walk away again but he stayed by me. He was silent but I could here the wheels in his head turning.

"How could it have been your fault?" His voice was soft and slightly chilled in the warm air but I knew I had to tell him.

"When I was young about the time your mother had pasted I was kidnapped. It happened when I was at the playground with my mother and she never forgave herself. While I was gone she sat by our huge bay window everyday waiting for me to come home. She was emotionally unstable and eventually she stopped eating and moving. Even after I had come home she did not move. It was my fault for wandering away. If I had stayed by her side she would still be alive. I started it. It was my fault." Yet again tears slid down my face as I thought about it. I cried for my lost innocence and myself and I cried for my mother's sanity.

Rob was shaking slightly too as my crying subsided. He looked at me with new eyes as he pulled me into his arms. He who was not Hatsuharu was hugging me and I didn't care. The feel of warmth against my chilled skin made my confession worth it. He had heard my plight and yet he was not disgusted with me, as my father had been.

"My father told me every day until a year had passed after her death that it was my fault. All my fault. If I had been a better daughter then she would still be alive. If I hadn't been the little slut that I am those men wouldn't have touched me. So many ifs." Rob gently ran his hand over my hair. I looked him in the eye and I saw sadness and strength.

"What do you mean 'if you weren't the little slut that you are'?" I felt my pupils dilate and I bit my lip.

"Nothing." I pulled away from him and we started to walk again. I couldn't believe I kept telling him all this personal information about myself. He seemed the lease likely person I would talk to.

"Hey there sexy, are you looking for a good time?" A woman with a thick Greek accent was talking to Rob. She had heard us speaking some English so she assumed we were tourists.

"No, thanks I'm all set." Rob told her. I looked at him. I didn't realize he spoke English too.

"Come on baby, I'll do ya for free and your girlfriend can watch." She ran her hand down his chest headed for destinations unknown. (A/n actually it is quite obvious what she's going for. If you don't know sorry.)

"No really I'm all set right here thanks." He took her hand off of him and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. The lady didn't seem upset. She smiled knowingly and laughed.

"Have fun." She sauntered away towards another group of people milling around. When she was gone he left go of my shoulders.

"Sorry about that." He seemed sincere but his closeness was making me feel uneasy. I folded my arms tightly around myself and we continued on.

Sohma Estate

Haru's POV

She turned her head sadly smiled at me before stepping from the cliff. "Good bye Haru." Her green eyes were glittering she hit the rocks below.

"NO!" I shot up right in bed and startled the people around me. Kyo sat with his feet propped up reading a book and Hatori was filling out paper work.

"Haru what happened?"

"She died, she died she died!" I felt my body shaking from this inner cold.

"Who died?"

"Kyra." My exhausted arms let me fall back onto the pillows as my eyes watered. I could feel no emotions except for fear. Oh god is she really died?

"Kyra is not died Haru, but you have been unconscious for almost a day." I forced my normal cool back into place.

"How much longer do I have to stay here?"

"Until you can walk without help." I swung my legs over the side of the bed and tried to stand. My legs buckled and I slid to the floor.

Wow this was a really long one. I hope everyone enjoyed it. It took me long enough. Originally I had started o write this one in September but it just didn't get finished.