"So I hear we have a new flower in the house." I turned to see a man in a kimono leaning against the doorframe. I felt embarrassed by my outburst. He had black hair and his eyes looked as if he held secrets.

"Stop being so perverted." Yuki sighed.

"Aw Yuki don't be so mean. I just wanted to meet the beautiful new flower." He whined. "Oh sorry I didn't introduce myself. My name is Shigure Sohma. I am the owner of this household."

I just saw this person go from a man to a child and back to a man.

"Uh, It's very nice to meet you. I'm Rose Saphire." I said a little louder than a whisper.

"You are welcome at my humble castle any time you want." He said taking my hand and placing a light kiss on it.

"Didn't we say not to be perverted!" Kyo yelled smacking him in the back of the head.

"Now Kyo you don't have to get all jealous." Shigure whispered.

"What was that?!" He screamed.

"Oh nothing, I swear Kyo you must get your ears checked." Shigure laughed. I glanced at the setting sun again. My stomach was doing flips. "Ah Rose. I heard that you were wanting to go home. I'm sure that Kyo would like to walk you home."

Kyo crossed his arms. "And why the hell would you think that I would want to do that?"

Shigure casually walked to the hallway. "Because Kyo, Yuki as to go back to school for a student council meeting, Tohru was going to cook dinner, I have a story to write, and Hatori was just leaving." He stopped and turned around peering into the room. "You wouldn't want Rose walking all the way home by herself with people after her, would you?"

Kyo rubbed the back of his head and sighed. "Fine I'll take her home." He walked by me and took my hand. "Come one lets go."

I stuttered my good-byes, grabbed my purse, and let Kyo lead the way out of the house and down the main roads. Most of the way there was quiet. Every so often there would be a car passing or a couple walking hand in hand. I especially looked at the couples. I longed for that. I longed for someone that could hold my hand and not be ashamed.

"Hey." Kyo grunted.

"Yeah." I answered feeling relieved that the silence was gone.

" I don't know the way to your house." Kyo sighed.

"Oh, right." I muttered. I felt foolish for the sudden flutter in my chest.

Was I starting to have feelings for him? No. I couldn't. I only just met him, but this feeling isn't something that happens everyday.

We stopped at a stopped light and waited to cross. I glanced at him feeling my cheeks burn.

Stop it, I ordered myself. I can't like him.

"Rose?"

"Hm." His eyes were staring into mine.

"If you don't hurry up we are going to miss the light." He stated. The next few minutes were silent. We walked into a neighborhood with white, blue, and gray houses. I turned onto my street and I stopped in front of a small white house with a pale yellow door. In the driveway there was a parked, rusted, red truck. The sidewalk leading up to the house was cracked and uneven. I turned to Kyo and smiled.

"Well I guess I'll talk to you later then." I whispered. He stared at me with uncertainty in his eyes. I was growing annoyed. "What?" I asked. He stared at me then looked at my house.

"Is this where you really live?" He asked boldly. I frowned.

"Yes this is where I really live." I said slightly confused. I narrowed my eyes. "Why do you ask? Is there something wrong with where I live?" He gave me a stern look.

"Just watch your back." He murmured turning away and walking.

"Okay, bye then." I whispered walking up the sidewalk. I gripped my purse tightly and took out my key. My stomach continued to do somersaults. Taking a deep breath I slowly opened the door. The house looked completely abandoned but I knew somewhere in the house my dad was drunk and probably upset. I squeezed through the door and slowly closed it behind me, trying to make as little noise as possible. The door clicked shut and a booming voice echoed through out the house.

"Hey! Where the hell were you!?" I shuddered and ran as fast as I could to my bedroom. My heart threatened to jump out of my chest. I shut my door and locked it. I fell on top of my bed and curled into a ball under my white crisp sheets knowing that I was safe for another night.