Hi all, I have to kinda to some replies to the reviews I got, so look for your name!

NinjaoftheDarkness: Thanks very much for the review, you really thought about that huh? Well it's a great idea, and I might use it, but you've opened up my mind and everything is giving me ideas now! (Looks at the lamp) That thing … it's perfect for my creative mind! I've been watching way too much Fruits Basket. Well your idea was the best (and the only...) so I praise you! I was thinking about making Raven like really old bands, and she is very into art and stuff like that. I thought it would be easier for me to write about because I'm like that. Like, I'm into the Beatles and the Ramones and stuff like that, so I could write that she likes them too, so it easily relates. Oh well. You're review was really nice to me and my short little chapter. Don't worry though, the next chapter will be longer, and I mean as long as I can make it, because I'm going to work very hard on it, and make you guys all proud of me! Anyway, thanks so much for the great review and the ideas! I love you, ;; or not …

Chef13: Ah, Chef, my loyal fan, and (tears in eyes) it's nice not getting fruit thrown at me anymore. I thank you and the ground you walk on! And you're right about the whole tragedy theme. That's going to be the main theme of this story too. I'm not sure if it will be a happy or sad ending yet, but you'll just have to keep reading, won't you? I'm the same, I can write comedy a lot better, or I just refuse to write anything but it. I'm trying to make it as serious as I can, but the odd joke slips in every so often, have you noticed? Maybe you haven't because they aren't that funny, but I'm trying! It killed me to write that Edward was crying, but I needed to! I had to force my fingers to do it, so they are all bruised now. My next chapter … or this one actually, will be a lot longer, so don't you be bringing that fruit out any time soon, do you understand me? Anyway, thanks for the great review!

ViCioUsKiTTie: Thanks for the review Kittie. I really love getting reviews; it's like cake without the feeling of being sick afterwards. I'm glad you like my crummy little story! Thanks!

Geckogirl: Hi, my muse has finally come back to me! (rejoices) Thanks for forcing me to write more, and thanks for the cookies! All my reviewers are grumps, even you (squints eye at you) but I don't mind, I need to write more anyway. So I need to be pushed, but right now I've been lounging around way too much, and I'm trying to write more just so I can keep up with it all. This chapter will be pretty long, but not too long, as I'm not too sure where I'm taking it. I'm going to involve a boy, hehe, and you'll hate me for it. Anyway, thanks for the great reviews!

Cathedral of Chaos: Hello. You write such great reviews, did you know that? Better than my stories! I love it when I get long reviews, not the little ones just saying ''update'' or ''good'' but you give a whole story, don't you? Thanks so much for telling me my story doesn't scream rip off, because somebody told me it's way too similar to the movie, but I never thought it was. I'm trying to put in as much description as I can, because people are getting lazy with fanfics and don't put any in at all. I know I'm not putting in as much as I can, but some people don't like too much description, while others do, so I'm trying to stay in the middle. You're right about her not noticing his hair, but I'm going to make her look over him some more, like, thinking about ''how can I love somebody who dresses in a leather cat suit'' sort of thing. But it will be all ''beauty is in the eye of the beholder'' thing. Anyway, I really should be trying to actually write this chapter than trying to avoid it! Thanks for the great review!

the great and almighty po: Thanks for the review. I think Johnny Depp is lovely with or without make up! But this movie, he looks so great and so different too. Well, I don't really know what to say, apart from keep the reviews coming, ok? Thanks so much for making my day with reviews, thanks!

Animegurl54321: Thanks for the review. I've already promised so many times my chapters will be longer, but once again, I'm saying it, the chapters will be longer! Thanks for reviewing my story and I really hope you continue doing it. I hope you enjoy my story, but tell me whenever I totally ruin the story, ok? Feel free to use this fire poker (hands fire poker) to get me to continue writing it, ok? Thanks for such a great review!

DaydreamingTurtle: Thanks for hating her so much, that's what I was trying to get from my readers, to hate her as much as Raven does. You'll hate her much more after what she does in a nearby chapter… (Grins evilly) You'll want to kill her. Thanks for the review, and keep them coming!

Feigh: Thanks for your review and I know the connection thing is so over used. Thanks again for saying I rock, when I really don't. Anyway, you better get reading this chapter instead of listening to me! Thanks!

If I missed anybody out who's written a good review or reviewed more than once … You'll just have to review again! ;; Nah, don't worry, I'll give you a say soon.

You know, this movie is about being handicapped and how much they are out casted. I think it helps people see how bad it is for them. Edward was a nice enough bloke, and everybody liked him, until he did something wrong. Now, if he hadn't been handicapped and he did something wrong, people wouldn't have cared. But because he was different, everybody turned it against him. I think this is seriously wrong, and I really am against it. Most people think it's just about some guy with scissors for hands who's fallen in love, when there is a huge meaning behind the story! This happens everyday to people who are different or handicapped, and I just hope you realise it. But it's not just about that, it's also about how good Johnny Depp looks in leather! Anyway, enjoy my chapter!

Chapter 5

His past was unbearable sometimes, other times it was a nice thing to think about, but he was always living in there. He hadn't realised how many years has past, how the ivy had climbed the walls of the old house, or how the sun dial had crumbled over the time or how the grass seemed longer than ever. 10 years had passed. Since the night Kim had told him she loved him, and then she told the people of the pastel coloured houses he was dead. And they believed him. Yet nobody ever ventured up to the house, not even Kim. Every day he waited for her return, and every day he went to sleep, feeling empty and cold when she did not return. But he never gave up hope for her return, but then this girl came along. Who was she? Why was she here? He longed for friendship, but he thought with friendship, also came hurt.

''Edward, what's wrong? Edward?'' Ravens soft voice broke through his thoughts, and his dark eyes stared up at the girl, he had slid down against the wall, and now was kneeling on the floor. Everybody seemed to think Edward was a man, when really, he was still a child. He needed a loving family or friend.

Raven reached out to Edward and took his arm, and pulled him up. He wasn't heavy, like she mentioned before, he was quite light. She took in his hair and clothes. His hair looked as if it had never even seen a hairbrush; it stood on end, thick and black. It looked very soft, and Raven couldn't help herself, she reached out and touched it. Edward stood very still, it had been a very long time since anybody had touched him, or cared that he was there. Raven took her hand back, and looked at Edward a little more. His clothes were leather with buckles all over it, it seemed to be a once piece suit, like a cat suit in a way. The shoes seemed attached too. He was normal in every way, apart from his hands. Raven couldn't bring herself to look at them, for some reason, it felt too painful for both of them. She pretended as if they weren't there.

''He didn't finish me…'' Edwards voice was soft and quiet, almost like a whisper.

''Who didn't?'' Raven said, staring at Edwards dark sad eyes. What did he mean? Well … He couldn't have been born of those hands, could he?

''My father … He made me. To be the perfect gentleman. But he didn't wake up.'' Edward broke the eye contact, and looked down at Ravens worn shoes. He didn't like thinking about his father. He missed him everyday, as well as Kim. His father truly loved him, like he was his real son. His father was never frightened of his hands, and his father always made sure Edward was happy, before he went away. He left Edward very suddenly. Edward had been very lonely after he had left. Sometimes, at night when Edward was in his bed, he thinks he can still hear him, telling Edward about his plans for tomorrow, what they'll learn together, what they'll read together, what they would do together. Everything they did, they did it together, like a real father and son. His father read aloud to Edward, and tried to teach him how to read, and even when Edward did dreadfully at reading, he always acted very proud of Edwards attempts. His father made him feel … human, and important.

But then his father died, and so did this feeling. Edward felt inhuman, and insignificant, and most of all, afraid. He felt afraid of what would happen tomorrow, because when his father was around, he knew what they would be doing tomorrow; know he doesn't know what will happen. Whether he'll spend time in the garden, or if he'll try and read aloud to the silence of the house. His father had only gotten half way through all the books in this house, if not even. He missed his father with all his heart.

''Edward … I'm sorry.'' Raven whispered. She knew what it was like to lose a loved one. She missed her grandfather. Raven turned and looked around the house, now she knew why this place was so depressing, Edward is still mourning. She had to help him.

''What did your father do with you every day? Did you do anything special?'' She asked, because her and her grandfather did things every day, like trips to the beach or star watch. Maybe she could try and help Edward, by doing something his father did with him.

''He read to me … And he told me about all the things he did when he was young…'' Edward said softly, thinking about all the time when they would sit up late, on the red comfy chair in the library, and his father would talk for hours about all the thing he did when he was younger, and how mischievous he was as a young boy, then he would realise how late it was and he would put Edward to bed. Edward hadn't always slept up in the attic; he used to sleep in the room next to his fathers, in a comfy warm bed where he felt safe at night. But after he died, he couldn't go back in there, he tried, but he couldn't sleep without his father coming in, and telling him what they would do tomorrow, and how proud he was of Edward that day, for he had read another chapter in a book without any help, or made a new sculptor in the garden. He banished himself to the attic, in the old hay bed up there, and put up old newspaper cuttings up, which he tried to read every day, but sometimes he still needed the help that his father provided.

''Would you like me to read to you…?'' Raven asked. She could read to him, she thought. Edward looked up and looked into her eyes, and saw what she thought was a plea. She knew he wanted her to read to him. She gave a slight nod.

''Okay Edward, I'll read to you,'' Raven smiled, ''Just show me where your books are.''

Raven stepped onto the ''welcome'' mat in her house at 6 o'clock, and shut the door behind her. She didn't realise that Edwards father read such long books, like ''War and Peace'' and ''Pride and Prejudice''. Edward seemed very interested though, not in the book, but he was always asking what certain words meant, and most of the time Raven didn't know herself. He seemed to enjoy learning. He even smiled a few times.

''Where the hell have you been? We've been worried sick about you!'' Her father bellowed at her. She gave a sigh, and simply replied,

''I was with a friend.'' She stared at her fathers face. He had dark hair, like her own, piercing green eyes and he was very tall. Most people think he's a strong man, when he wasn't. He worked with computers, but she wasn't too sure what he actually did.

''Doing what! Smoking, drugs, sex? Come on, you're at that age! What in gods name where you doing!'' He seemed to think she was some kind of druggie or something.

''I was reading. God, Dad, your so weird.'' She walked past him and went up the stairs, ignoring her sister saying,

''Ooooh, you're in trouble!''