Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket.

A/n: Thank you so much for reading my last chapters! And like I said before, this one will be much longer. Sorry it's taken me so long to get it typed. Tech/run crew can be a real pain sometimes...

Chapter 7: More lies

"Good morning Sohma-kun." Tohru said cheerfully as she set the last of the delicious breakfast on the table.

Yuki staggered toward the table with his eyes halfway closed. As he slowly made his way to the dining room he was stopped by a wall, and he bumped his head on to it.

"Stupid..." Kyo stated under his breath, as he turned toward to the tv and continued to eat.

When Tohru placed the last of the morning tea on the table, she helped guide the still asleep Yuki to the table where he awoke five long minuets later.

"So, where is Shigure?" Yuki asked when he finally woke up.

"I'm not sure..." Tohru answered and thought deeply. "He must have left very early this morning." She sighed and began to serve Yuki some hot tea. "Careful Sohma-kun, it's still hot," she added.

"He left late last night." Kyo mentioned simply, as his attention was turned from the television.

"Did he?" Tohru asked slightly concerned. "When did he leave?"

"...Around midnight, he ran out really fast." Kyo said after a bit of thought.

"Why so late?" Tohru gasped, now really worried. "Did something happen? He hasn't called back yet?" Tohru dropped her chopsticks and placed her hands on her mouth. "Oh no! What if there is something keeping him?"

"I don't know, nor do I care." Kyo sighed and turned his attention back to the tv. "You're giving it too much thought. He's most likely bothering Hatori or hanging out with Ayame." Kyo picked up the remote and began to change the channels on the tv.

"Wait! Put it back!" Yuki yelled, placing the tea on the table.

"No!" Kyo said angrily and changed them faster, until the channels were a blur.

"Now!" Yuki jumped over the table and snatched the remote away from the cat. He changed the channel and sat back down.

"Hey! Give it back you damn rat!" Kyo yelled.

Yuki ignored him, so Kyo turned to the tv and they all sat still and watched the it.

It was the news.

"...since the attack happened late last night, the man responsible is still unknown, but it is thought that he has some connection with the assassin on the Church Murder. We are still unsure of the reason why this attack occurred, but the police are doing everything in their power to discover the assassin responsible and the reason of why this attempt murder took place.

"In the mean time, try to stay indoors after dark and always lock up. In other news..."

What ever was the other news, they never heard. They were all staring at Ayame's shop on the tv. The shop's display windows were gone and broken glass lied on the ground, the walls had holes in them, and the clothes lied on the ground like dead bodies.

Kyo and Tohru turned to Yuki with their mouths open. Yuki was staring at the tv, his face was pale and his eyes were wide. He quickly jumped to his feet and ran out of the house.

Yuki ran as fast as his legs could move. He was unsure of what to think. Soon his heart began to ache, but he was, again, unsure if it was due to the running or it was because of the fact of what happened to his brother. Does this have anything to do with how Nii-san has been treating me?... Dear God... please let him be alright!

When Yuki reached his brother's shop, he stood at the corner, and he waited, not wanting to see if his brother was gone. He glanced around the corner and to his relief, he saw his brother walk out of the broken shop and look up at it. He seemed to be talking on the phone. Yuki smiled and walked out to his older brother. As he got closer he was able to hear what Ayame was saying.

"No! You...arg...Yes...Yes...I know you understand, but...can you listen to me?...Yes...I know... but...(sigh)...wait!...Oh, come on!...Do you understand? That man tried to ki..." Ayame stopped talking as he saw his brother's reflection on the destroyed window. Then as if he hadn't stopped, he continued. "Yes...I understand...How much will it be?...That's quite a lot just to fix a shop...Oh, alright. Well, then bye-bye!" He added cheerfully and hung up his phone.

Yuki noticed that his brother's tone had changed dramaticly in that conversation. The first time, it was very unlike him. It was deeper and respectful. Then when he paused it was back to his annoying self. Though he was watching his brother, Yuki didn't notice when he turned off his cell phone.

Without looking back, Ayame ventured into his shop, and Yuki followed. When Yuki reached his brother, he was ticked. "I know that you know that I'm here!" He yelled.

Ayame stopped and spun around. He said, more cheerfully than he had intended, "Oh! Yuki! How have you been?"

"Don't play dumb with me, you fool!" Yuki yelled. Ayame winced and tried to smile back at his younger brother, with no sucess. Yuki stared at his brother and crossed his arms over his chest. Suddenly, Ayame turned pale and yelled to Yuki, "MOVE!" Yuki stared, confused, even when Ayame pulled him by the hand and dragged him to the floor. "What!" Yuki asked, then he heard gunshots. "What's going on?"

"I have no idea!" Ayame lied. "But stay close!" Ayame crawled out of the room and Yuki followed. They crawled out of the back of the shop and Yuki grabbed his brother by the arm as Ayame closed the door behind them. "Why are there people shooting us?"

Ayame gasped for breath and rested his back against the wall. "I'm...not sure..."He stated, breathing hard. "It might...have been a...sale, that has...gone wrong..."

"What...? A sale?" Yuki asked and then he heard the bullets cease, and again, Ayame pulled his arm and yanked him down the ground. Ayame made sure they were hidden by the garbage cans and he put a long slender finger in front of his lips.

Then the door was kicked down and a man dressed in black stepped out of the shop. The man was holding a gun in his hands. He looked around the back alley and yelled when he saw no sign of anyone. "Sohma! Where in the hell are you hiding, you fucking rat! Stop being a coward!...Show yourself!...Damn it!"

Soon after the man left, his foot steps could be heard on the broken glass and then the sound of screeching tires driving off proved of the man's retreat. Yuki, his face pale, looked up at his equally pale brother but Ayame did not return Yuki's stare.

A/n: Wow, that was pretty long, now wasn't it? Atleast compared to the other one's...right? Well, I hope you enjoyed it, and sorry about the cursing. I really don't like to say or write them, but it builds more effect I guess. Well, hopefully the next chapter will not take so long to type. Thanks for reading and please review! Bye!