A/n: I just read about the whole RinxHaru epidemic, and I thought it was so sad and powerful that I absolutely had to write a fic about it. You may not understand what some parts are talking about unless your very famalier with the Furuba manga and what happens later on. If you've only read up to the 43rd chapter, then you'll still get it some, cuz thats when Rin was first introduced. I tried to put everything into this and hopefully it turned out okay...XSweatdropsX Some parts are iffy, cuz I wrote this in a hurry and I still don't fully understand their whole relationship, but I used what I knew and hopefully i'll know more later on. I hope you like it. If I get enough reviews, I might turn this into a story instead of just a one-shot. I'm a review whore! ; ) Newho, enjoy!

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Disclaimer: If I owned Furuba, I would be rich, make Aya my personal dress maker, and buy lots of cheese! That, folks, means that I do not own Fruit's Basket, because 1.) I am not rich, 2.) Aya isn't real...T.T (Unforunately), and 3.) I am currently out of cheese T.T. The world is cruel!

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"Rin…". He saw her collapse on the rain soaked sidewalk, hair scattering about her like fallen leaves as everything stopped in that moment just for her, it seemed. Racing toward her, ignoring his own wildly beating heart as he lifted her head with both hands, her face tilting to the side as she shook, watching her eyelids flutter with the softest wind of breath , gazing upon her face with such worry and hints of anger that he'd never been good at concealing, he felt such sorrow and frustration that came with being completely helpless. This feeling…he never wanted this for her. It wouldn't be like last time when he couldn't even protect her from her own parent's abuse. This time he would be strong for her. This time he would make it okay and show her that he wasn't as weak as he used to be.

"Rin…", he exhaled again, looking around for some kind of help. But no one had stopped…they had all continued walking, not even giving a second glance to the youth and the hauntingly pale woman laying in his arms over the tips of their umbrella's.

His hand graced her cheek ever so softly, noticing how she shivered at the contact and how cold she seemed in the humid atmosphere of downtown Tokyo.

He stood, bending over to pick her up as he started carrying her down the street. There was only one place that they could go to be safe from Akito: Kazuma's dojo. She clung to him with the little strength that she possessed, her breath coming out in irregular wisps as she broke out in a cold sweat, whimpering as if enthralled in a nightmare.

"It'll be okay, Rin. You'll be okay", he whispered, freeing his hand to smooth back her hair from her expressionless countenance.

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"Kazuma! Kazuma!", Haru called out as he came bursting through the sliding paper door of the dojo, slightly out of breath, soaking from head to toe. There was no answer, and Haru started to get slightly panicked. What if Kazuma had gone out? Or he was visiting Akito?

"Haru!", Kazuma started as he appeared behind him in the doorframe. "Sorry for the wait. I was finishing up with some st-", he stopped mid-sentence as soon as he saw Rin unconscious in Haru's arms.

"Oh my. Lay her down over here on the couch.", Kazuma gestured as he helped lift Rin. "I'll call Hatori-"

"No!", Haru said sharply, cutting off Kazuma. "She'll be fine…Can't she just stay here?", he finished weakly, gazing down at her frail body.

Kazuma looked at the young ox with sympathy and compassion as he frowned slightly. "If I don't call Hatori to come see her, then she'll be worse off. She might even have to go back to the hospital. You don't want that, do you?"

Haru remained silent as Kazuma went into the kitchen to call the family doctor, listening faintly as he heard traces of their conversation.

"She's too weak…"

"Akito won't be happy…"

"I'll be over soon…"

For the first time that night, Haru let himself sink down into a nearby chair as familiar thoughts raced through his mind. All she wanted was to break the curse…and by doing so it had all but broke her. Her intentions were in the right place…But in the end, could the curse ever truly be broken? Even if it was, their would still always be some lingering doubt…some lingering ghosts that would never leave their thoughts. He had accepted what was to be, but Rin…she could never accept it. He loved her, more than anything. He had thought she had felt the same way…but lately…he didn't even know who she was anymore. It had been tough…he knew Akito had talked to her. About him, he couldn't be sure. The words that she had spoke that day in the hospital, though…"I don't need you anymore. I'm tired of you" That had hurt him more than he could say. He had only wanted to protect her…and he couldn't even do that. Akito was right about one thing, though…his love for her had been selfish, and it hurt her more than he had ever thought. All the guilt he had felt from knowing that…It was unbearable. She was his best friend, his lover, the one person who he would do anything for. So how come he never realized that his love could and would result in dire consequences when it was so real to her? She had been hesitant to start a relationship…but he had pushed her into it. Not thinking of the future…only living for what he felt.

That had been his biggest mistake. It was too late now…everything was already done, the damage irreplaceable. If their was still hope for Rin to recover…It was slim. She had started to lose hope ever since she had fallen ill…And it hurt him to watch her become like this, pushing him away, trying to make him go away. But he wouldn't give up on her. He would always love her, and would stay with her until the very end. Even if now he didn't understand, even when she got angry and swore that she didn't love him and that she never would, he couldn't accept that. He had only wanted her happiness, thinking that since they were both cursed that it would be okay as long as Akito didn't find out. But of course, he had. What had been said that day? If only he knew more…Rin sure wasn't going to tell him. If she was trying to protect him, she was only killing him by getting herself hurt worse. All the secrets and lies that seemed to be floating around that everyone concealed sure weren't helping any.

One day he would know the whole truth, and one day he would love her without fear or sadness. He knew in his heart that she wouldn't recover, but he believed it. He believed that his love could help her even if they could never be together and he had to watch her from afar…He would always have her…Even if she slipped away without breaking the curse. He knew she had made a big difference, even if it didn't amount to what she wanted. It would all be revealed in the end, however much he longed things to be, it would only ever be how Akito wanted it to be, even though so many had tried. She had tried when no one else had. She was something else…something special. He needed her, and she needed him, even though she would never say anything to prove that.

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Kazuma taped Haru on the shoulder, bringing him out of his reverie as he lifted his head out of hands.

"Hatori is here", Kazuma whispered, turning around and going to the door as the doctor pulled up in his car.

Haru gazed upon the love of his life once more, seemingly so weak and frail, but stronger than anyone could ever imagine. Going to her side, he brought his hand to her face as he bent down and kissed her softly.

"Haru…", she mumbled fitfully as he paused, wondering if she awoke. She tossed and turned, mumbling more in her sleep. Sighing, Haru left her side as Hatori came in the dojo, frowning at him as he went over and started taking things out of his medicine bag.

Haru had always been the only one she would let get close to her ever since they were little kids. He missed that closeness…the growing gap that Akito had wedged between them. Maybe they wouldn't ever be free, but he couldn't just stand here, knowing that he was so useless and that he had failed to protect her, without hurting at the sight of this beautiful woman being reduced to…what she was now. He stood in the background, waiting for his chance to make her see when she regained everything that she had lost. He didn't know how long that would be, but he would wait always. Because one day he wouldn't be so useless. One day he would be there for her and she would realize that yes, love can hurt, butit also has the power to heal, too.

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