A/N: Hey all, Luna here. Just to let you all know there is a song in this chapter. "Once upon a December" is not mine. I took it from the animated movie Anastasia. Anyway, enjoy this chapter. Read and review. Reviewers are my special friends…

"He did WHAT?!" Shina exclaimed after Tora told her all that had transpired between her and Hatori. After the incident had occurred she had gone to the ER in a daze. She wasn't really paying attention as they took an X-ray of her wrist and after finding out it was indeed sprained, wrapped it in an ACE bandage and sent her home.

"He kissed me." She stated again, still a little bit in shock herself. Her fingers went to her lips of their own accord. She could still feel his lips on hers. How soft they were! She had been kissed before, but nothing like this. She put her arm over her face and lay back on her bed.

"Well??" Shina prodded.

"Well, what?" Tora asked. Shina rolled her eyes.

"What was it like?" She threw a pillow at her dazed sister. Tora sat up and threw it back at her.

"It was, sweet. Yet, sad as well. I felt my whole body turn to mush. I don't know how to describe it really. Besides, it was just a fluke. I don't think he felt anything anyway." At stating this Tora started to cry a little. Shina walked over and sat on her bed, placing a comforting arm around her sister's shoulders.

"You really like him don't you?" she asked. Tora just sniffled and nodded.

"But he's older than me. This isn't right. I shouldn't be having feelings for an older man. Plus, I just met him not but three days ago. How can I profess to love someone I just met?" Shina shook her head.

"I don't know. But I think you should let him know how you feel. But enough of that. I have some lyrics I want you to look over. They came to me after the meeting with the Sohma's the other day. I've been fine tuning them. What do you think?" Shina handed her a spiral notebook.

"Once upon a December"

Dancing bears,
Painted wings,
Things I almost remember,
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December.

Someone holds me safe and warm.
Horses prance through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory...

(Instrumental interlude)

Someone holds me safe and warm.
Horses prance through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory...

Far away, long ago,
Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart
Used to know,
Things it yearns to remember...

And a song
Someone sings
Once upon a December

Tora set down the notebook thoughtfully.

"I like it. What's it about?" she asked after a few moments. Shina shrugged.

"I'm not sure exactly. I mean 'dancing bears? Painted wings?' what could that be about?"

Just then their mother calls them for dinner. Shina puts up her notebook and follows Tora down to the table to break their daily bread.