Nearly over… -big smile-

Sorry for the emo-ness of this chapter in advance.

I must be emo. Hell yeah.

Secret Fourteen

Secret Number Fourteen: Sometimes I believe in magic.

I don't believe in little fairies flying around and Peter Pan never growing old, but I believe in some kinds, sometimes. After all, you can't really scientifically explain the Sohma Curse.

"Are you afraid?" Yuki asked me as we came upon a huge wooden door marked 'Sohma'.

"Are you… are you sure we have to do this?" I stuttered.

Yuki rolled up his left sleeve, revealing a red scar of a whip. "Akito wasn't very happy with me when he found out that I just plain told you… He says it'll be ten times worse if I don't get rid of you.

Rid of me? "What about Tohru? How come she didn't have her memory erased?"

"Because… she lives with us," Yuki stammered, and something told me he was lying. He grabbed my hand tightly and led me through the estate, stopping at a seemingly random house and knocking on the door.

"Yuki," the tall man in a doctor's coat said as he answered the door. His eyes—or the one that wasn't covered by hair—landed on me. I stared up, wide-eyed. "You've brought a friend."

"She… Akito told you about her."

"Oh. The one you told. I see. Come in… please."

Yuki grabbed my arm because I wouldn't have been able to move if he didn't drag me.

We came into a huge room piled high with books, and the man sat me down in the middle of it. He sat across from me, and Yuki sat next to me.

"Are you erasing your memory of me?" I asked Yuki quietly.

"No. I will never forget you," he whispered, holding my hand tightly.

"I am Hatori Sohma, the Sohma doctor," the man—Hatori—told me. "Unfortunately, you know about our secret, and under strict rules, you cannot. I will now wash away your memory of everything you know about the Sohmas and the curse, the time you spent at Shigure's home, and every moment you have spent with Yuki. I'm sorry."

Don't cry… don't cry… don't cry…

"Take a deep breath, relax, and close your eyes. Although you will forget everything about Yuki, he will remember everything about you," Hatori said quietly. He placed his hand on my forehead and I closed my eyes, only I couldn't take a deep breath because I was in hysterics, and I couldn't relax because… I was in hysterics.

"This will not hurt. Do not be afraid," Hatori boomed.

"I love you, Eri," Yuki squeezed my hand. "And I always will.

"I love you… Yuki…" I replied quietly, and there was a flash of blinding white light. If felt like a thousand cannons were going off in my head, and Hatori's hand was a two ton weight against my head.

Then everything went black and I fell backwards onto the ground.

-

I opened my eyes slowly, and I was in a room I had never seen before. My head was pounding. "Where am I?" I asked, though I was unsure if anybody else was with me. I found the strength to sit up.

I almost screamed. Prince Yuki—the most popular boy at my school—was sitting right next to me! I looked at my watch. It was 5 o'clock. We obviously weren't at school.

"I found you in front of the house," Yuki said, and fireworks went off in my stomach. "You were passed out… it's Eri, right? We're in the same dance group for gym."

Oh yeah! I remembered. I was taking a walk and I got lost. I guess Yuki had found me.

…lucky me.

"Uh… yes. Thank you, very much," I said, getting to my feet and bowing a few times. Why did I have to be so geeky? He probably thought I was a total dork…

"Would you like me to walk you home?" he asked me. At first I was thinking No! He's too perfect! but then I thought If Makato and Sari found out, they'd be so jealous, so I nodded a few times.

"Tomo and Fuku are already at your house, I think," Yuki told me as we walked. "They brought by some clothes for you to wear for out dance presentation tomorrow. But the clothes are rather… um… I don't know if you'll want to wear them."

An image of this slutty outfit sitting n a grocery bag on my bedroom floor went through my head for a second. "Uh… yeah. I think Tomo told me about it."

It felt so weird talking to him. I mean, I never talked to him at school, but he knew who I was and was actually talking to me.

We got to my house and Tomo and Fuku were waiting in the back yard.

"Where did you guys go?" Fuku asked, and I was confused. We didn't go anywhere, we had just arrived…

"Uh… never mind," Yuki said. "So are we ready for the dance tomorrow?"

"Eri, are you going to wear the clothes?" Tomo asked.

"Uh… sure… If you want me to…" I mumbled.

"We're gonna show those two bitches not to mess with us!" Tomo and Fuku laughed, and Yuki instead stared directly at me. There was something indescribable in his eyes.

Sadness?

"Are you okay?" I dared to ask.

Yuki's sadness turned into a smile. "Yes. It's just… I'll miss you."

What was he talking about? "Well… I'll see you tomorrow, won't I?"

He nodded. "Just… never mind. Tomo-san, Fuku-san, let's go."

The three walked away, Yuki with a mysterious glitter in his eye, and I was left there with a gut feeling that something was different. Sometimes was wrong.

Something was… missing.

Bet you weren't expecting that.

MySpace time.