"Tohru's not at the house. Shigure says she never came home," Kyo practically had to shout through all of the static. "But there was a note hanging out of her desk drawer. It says, 'Main house. Six o'clock'. You need to go. Now." But Yuki had already hung up.
"She's not at the house! Uo, Hana, go back to our place and wait with Kyo! I think I know where she's gone!" He shouted over the rain while Haru and Momiji wrestled with an umbrella for the two girls. Uo looked up.
"Hell, no! We're going to help! Tohru means too much to us," she marched through the wind and grabbed the front of Yuki's shirt. "We're helping." Then Hana came up behind her and touched her shoulder.
"This time we can't help," she said in a sad voice. "This is something only they can do. Go, help her. She won't last for long," With that, she grabbed Uo's arm and then strode off into the torrent of rain. In a few moments they were out of sight. Yuki whipped around to talk to Haru and Momiji.
"To the main house! NOW," the three of them ran through the rain toward the Sohma's main house. Progress was disgustingly slow because of the wind. Haru, becoming extremely frustrated, began to go Black, swearing every few seconds. When they finally reached the main house, Momiji and Haru stopped in front of the main gates, but Yuki ran past it and ducked into the hole in the wall. Momiji and Haru followed him, running to the main house. Yuki reached it first and slammed the doors open. The never-ending hallways were empty. Haru ran for the doors to Akito's apartments while Yuki shouted,"Tohru! Hatori! TOHRU!" But there was no answer. Haru appeared at Akito's doors.
"No one's in here. I checked all the rooms." The three of them paused. Yuki thought. Akito probably had her somewhere… somewhere no one would want to look. Somewhere painful.
"Shit. Momiji! Find Hatori! Haru come on!" He ran past Akito's rooms towards the center of the house. Where his 'room' used to be.
"Damn it, Yuki, where are we going?" Haru hissed from behind him. Yuki glanced back and gave him a bitter smile.
"My own personal hell," he whispered. They reached the doors. Yuki stopped dead, small beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. Tohru was trapped in there… that thought propelled both him and Haru forward. With one kick, they knocked down the wooden door (the only wooden door in the house), and ran through it.