A.N. Apparently Kyo, as Lau called him, was supposed to stay dead. Well, to bad, since I named him Fumei and I brought him back to life and I am writing the end to this story. So, ha!

"You… know… where… your… box is?" Tohru was in a daze. "How do you know where it is? I thought you died a long time ago! Isn't the box gone by now?" she asked curiously.

"Well, no. For some reason, since my spirit was never imprisoned, my box was never removed from her possessions," Fumei told her with a light chuckle.

"Well, how are we going to get there, anyway? Do you even know where your way out is? And if we have to look for that, the Un-Mother will find us out! I'm supposed to get those eyes tonight!" Tohru cried.

"I have to leave this instant," she said, jumping off the bed to run to the closet. He followed her quickly and grabbed her wrist. She turned to look at him, and his eyes were dark, serious. She didn't speak at his icy cold look, she knew it was better not to.

"Daughter… you have betrayed your mother. How dare you try to escape? I'm shocked at how Yuki acted, as well; I thought he was a perfect boy. No matter, he will soon be disposed of. The nerve of him, leaving his room in the middle of the night!" Tohru watched in horror as the form that had once been the ghost of the boy, became the Un-Mother.

"Aah, let me go!" she screamed, fighting to break free. The Un-Mother held fast to Tohru, and pulled something out of her pocket as the teenage girl beat at the creature's wrist in vain.

"Now, child, you will receive these eyes. Be a good little girl while Mommy stitches them in," the Un-Mother said with false sweetness. Tohru was enraged. She whipped her arm away with super human force.

"You are NOT my mother, you, you, evil beast! What did you do with Fumei? Let me out of this place, let me out, NOW!" she shrieked. The Un-Mother was laughing and fast approaching her. Tohru was wrestling to get the spider key into the lock hole.

"Fumei? Fumei? Why, that ghost is nothing more than a ghost, still. You've found his real name, but you found it for me, don't you see? That bloody ghost found you the key, but it was me you found the name with," the Un-Mother threaded the needle and looped it through the backside of the button.

"Help! Help, somebody stop her!" Tohru screeched. She ran at the Un-Mother full force, and at the last moment, slid between her legs. The demon spun around and tripped on the slippery wood floor.

"Get back here, girl!" it screeched after her. Its eyes were turning red, and changing shape. Dark black wings, like bat wings grew from her back, and she took flight to follow the running girl. As she flew, six long, spidery legs grew and touched the ground. The Un-Mother followed Tohru down the long hallway, to the attic door.

Tohru flung it open, crashing up the stairs, tears streaming down her face, her heart beating a mile a minute, skipping up two steps at a time.

"Tohru, Mother, what's the matter?" a sleepy 'Yuki' asked from the top of the stairs, rubbing his eyes. He was thrown out of the way back onto his bed heavily by a desperate Tohru.

"Out of the way, kid!" she yelped, panting. She ran to the end of the room. Cornered. No place to go, all that was there was her box of pictures of things she did not remember.

Then, Tohru saw the thin, boarded window. It was on the fourth story, and all that was below it was a tree, two levels down, but Tohru was desperate. She looked behind her at the now huge Un-Mother, slowly forcing herself up the steps after Tohru, calling awful things after her. But Tohru wasn't listening.

"Come on, girl, you can do this," she told herself determinedly. She wrenched the boards from their nailed place in the wall, and threw them to the ground. She finally had the final of five thin, rotting boards off the window, and she poked her head out to make sure she could fit. It would be a squeeze, but she had to do it, she just HAD to!

"Wait, I need the box," a sudden thought occurred to Tohru. She snatched the box off the floor, and forced it out the window first, holding onto it with both hands. Then she wriggled and squirmed, and had her head and shoulders out the window.

She heard the Un-Mother behind her, almost half way up the stairs, by now, probably. "Let's do this," she forced herself out the window, up to her hips. Now she was literally hanging halfway out a four story window. She touched the box down to a slight indent out of the wall of the house, a foot below the window. She pushed with the box, and the other half of her body came flying out.

She did a couple of somersaults in the air, without meaning to. The rush of air in her hair, her skirt, and her ears was terrifying. She was positive she was going to die, and she screamed. Then, she was caught by the tree.

She clutched the box to her chest, and looked up at the window. There was the Un-Mother, screeching and yelling at her.

"I still need to get to the closet!" she yelped. Tohru slowly got to the edge of a branch, and then saw her bedroom window. She got a running, balancing start, and then leaped through the glass window. The glass shattered around her, and she lay sprawled out, on her bedroom floor again, right where she had started.

She quickly leaped up, and saw that she was cut and bleeding in places. To bad, no time for that. Then she noticed the ghosts of children, in their orbs, at least four dozen of them. They were watching her, wide eyed.

"What are you doing here?" she asked them anxiously. She had to leave. She tore over to the closet, and began to jiggle the key in the lock.

"Free us! You have that box, just tell us our destiny! It is in the bottom of the box!" they cried in union at her.

"Damn it all," she said. She dropped the box on the wooden floor, and it fell open. She dumped everything out on the floor, and read the message at the bottom.

"Here's a poem, for the dearly departed;

Left their own worlds, not by will but by force

Known not where they'd gone by there loved ones

Go tell the children their playmates are gone

Their sibling no longer of this world

They've been called by an evil

To a terrible place but their destinies will still be unknown," she called out quickly.

"The rest, the rest!" they screamed urgently. She sighed heavily and continued.

"Goodbye now, children, this is not your place;

Fade to the far and beyond.

Your souls are free,

For I've released thee,

Go now to heaven and on!" Tohru looked at them, expectantly, her eyes saying she had finished.

"Thank You!" they called, as they faded away through the roof to go to Paradise.

"Anytime! I have to go, I have to go," she was cut off by a figure in the corner.

"Good job. You've freed them, now you can go home to your family," Bill told her.

"Thank you, Bill. You saved me. I wish I could do the same for you, but, I don't know how," she told him, turning the key successfully in the lock.

"What's my real name?" he asked her.

"Fumei, stupid. Now come here, you should be alive again," she said. And to her utter astonishment, he was.

"Can I try to go with you?" Fumei asked.

"Sure, come on!" she dragged him into the closet with her, and slammed the door shut. The last she saw of that place, was the Un-Mother roaring into her bedroom….

A.N.2 But seriously, who's awesome? Hannah, Hannah, Hannah! Hope you liked the chapter, only one more left!