I know what i'm doing with this story now.

I will continue it to the end, but the end will arrive in about 3-4 chapters because my idea doesn't last very long. But who knows, maybe i'll extend it :)

This one is shorter than the others because i've been suffering from writer's block, and i've had a day at school (OMG school started for me today!)

I am also in a foul mood because of my stupid science teacher made our group do the practical last because i said 'who wants to cut the stem?'. I swear to god he hates me, it's my brother's fault. My science teacher hated my brother too, so he hates me.

Thanks to everyone who reviews (You're all making me smile :D)

Well, all i can say is, enjoy this chapter and i hope that i'll be able to update sooner (I used to update every day)

Chapter Nine: And I Thought I Was The Only One

I looked at Keiichiro as he left the room and closed the door beside him. I looked at what landed on the bed. "My Mew pendant."

I picked up the pendant and stared at it. I didn't know what I was feeling at that moment in time. Was I happy that I was back in Tokyo? Was I annoyed that all my belongings were gone? I stood up, pendant still in hand, and walked over to the window.

The city looked completely different. It was like I saw Tokyo in a new light, a duller light. I saw the park as the place I got stabbed. I strained my eyes to see my street, the place that I was told about my mother's death.

I sighed as I opened the window before collapsing onto my bed. Tokyo just brought back bad memories. Memories that I don't plan to relive. I began to think about my time in Mito, when I first arrived. I had enjoyed my stay in Mito, the locals were polite, the shops were great and nothing had reminded me of my past, until I'd met Garu.

A single tear rolled down my cheek as I remembered what he had done to me. The pains emitting from below my stomach wouldn't subside. I rolled over on the bed, scowling at my stupidity. I should've known better than to spend a day with a complete stranger. But one thing was bothering me about today; what was Kisshu doing in Mito?

It was very strange, seeing him there. I was sure that I wasn't hallucinating, but there was a good chance that I was, or I might've saw someone that looked a bit liked him and saw Kisshu. My eyes were playing tricks on me, no doubt. Why would Kisshu be in Mito? He didn't know that I was there, or did he? I did see him looking right at me when I had spotted him, but I could've imagined him.

"I'm confused." I whined, rolling over to face the window. There was a pleasant draft which cooled my skin. I stared out into the night sky, thinking about the few months I'd spent without my family. I had spent my first Christmas without my family, I missed Lini dress up for Halloween, I felt alone. I sighed as I slowly closed my eyes, a picture of my mother forming in my mind. Her absent-minded laugh playing in my mind as I imagined her laughing at my stupidity.

"Sakura-chan, you know better than to go off with strangers. Well, you can't do anything about it now, so just try to forget what happened and have fun with the rest of your life."

I opened my eyes as I tried to erase the picture of my mother from my mind. I needed her shoulder to cry on. Even though Lini was her favourite child, she would still comfort me like she was a lioness protecting her only cub.

"Hi, Butterfly."

My eyes widened as I looked up with with shock. "What're you doing here?" I asked.

"I came to see you, I haven't spoken to you in a while." Kisshu answered.

"Oh." I said solemnly as I sat up on the bed.

"What's wrong, Butterfly?" Kisshu asked, sitting down next to me on the bed.

I sighed evidently. "I don't know. A lot of things, I guess."

"Do you wanna talk about it?" Kisshu asked.

I turned to face him. "Don't act like you care about my problems!" I yelled louder than I needed to.

"But what if I do care?" He asked.

I scowled, looking down at the floor. "I've got a bad life." I sighed.

"Have you?" Kisshu asked in a surprised tone. I nodded. "Why's your life so bad?"

"Because it is." I answered.

"Well," Kisshu stretched his arms and placed his hands behind him on the bed. "That's just a matter of opinion."

I gave Kisshu a confused look. "Whadd'ya mean?"

"You think your life's bad, because bad things have happened to you. But you've got what a lot of people don't have." Kisshu looked up at the ceiling. "You've got good friends who care about you. You have others who look out for you -"

"But I don't have my family." I sighed, falling back onto the bed.

"Aren't your friends your family?" Kisshu asked.

I turned to look at him. "Don't be corny, Kisshu. It doesn't suit you."

I was sure I heard Kisshu laugh a little. That was the first time I had ever heard him laugh with a hint of joy, unlike our first encounter when he was laughing at Ichigo. I'd nearly forgot about that. I smiled at him discretely.

Kisshu lay down next to me. "So..."

"So...what?" I looked up at the ceiling. It was bare and plain white.

"So...what were you doing in Mito?"

I turned to face Kisshu, again. "So I did see you there." I beamed. "I ran away."

"Why?" Kisshu asked, shocked.

"Because I was fed up of all the bad luck I was getting here!" I answered frustrated.

"So you ran away and got more bad luck?"

"Hai." I answered solemnly as I turned on my side to face Kisshu. He glanced at me, a vague smirk appeared on his lips.

"Well, are you staying in Tokyo? Or are you going to run away to Osaka next?" Kisshu asked, the smirk more evident.

"Do you want me to stay?" I asked, looking at Kisshu with amused eyes.

"Hai." Kisshu answered, his smirk grew wider as he leaned over me.

"Then I'll stay." I smiled.

I was staring into Kisshu's alluring eyes once more. He was drawing closer and I didn't realise it, I just thought that I was fantasising. I alternated my glance from his eyes to his lips. Somehow, his lips were fascinating me. I was slowly arriving back to reality when Kisshu's and my lips were millimetres apart.

"Kisshu, what're you-"

I was cut off by his lips lightly pressing against mine. My eyes widened in shock. The kiss felt different to the last one he gave me. This one was more meaningful and gentle. I felt more passion in this kiss, but it still didn't feel right to me. I slowly pulled away from the kiss, confused at my own action. Kisshu gave me a questioning but apologetic look.

"I'm sorry." He apologized, looking down at the bed sheet.

"It's okay." I smiled, getting his attention. "But I'm not in the mood."

Kisshu looked up, another smirk on his lips. "Are you sure about that?"

"What do you mean, Kisshu?"

"Well, just when I was about to kiss you, you looked like you really wanted it." He smirked.

For once in my 14 year old life, I was lost for words. He had made a very good point. I think I did want him to kiss me. Well, he did kiss me. He somehow knew that I would like it, well more than the last kiss he gave me.

Without thinking properly, I leaned in and gently placed my lips on his. I felt him tense up with shock, causing me to smirk in the kiss.

I didn't think he was expecting that, I thought as I cautiously wrapped my arms around his neck. What am I doing?, I mentally screamed in my head, I was just against the idea of kissing him.

I unknowingly opened my mouth. This made Kisshu slip his tongue into my mouth without hesitation. I unwillingly moaned with pleasure as he explored my mouth with his tongue. It was his turn to smirk as he ran the tip of his tongue along the roof of my mouth, purposely moving it slowly so I would supposedly enjoy it more. I couldn't help but let out another moan. He then began to trace his fingers along my thigh, causing me to tense a little.

I began to remember the event with Garu, and how I didn't want to relive it in anyway. Unintentionally forcefully, I pushed Kisshu away from me.

"Sorry, I can't do this." I cried as I climbed off of the bed and ran to the door.

"Sakura-chan!" Kisshu called, but I ignored him as I yanked the door open and ran out of the room.

A hand flew to my mouth as tears flooded my violet eyes. I leant against the wall as I wrapped my other hand around my stomach.

Why did I do that?, I thought to myself, why did I lead him on like that? Why did I push him away? He did nothing wrong. He was, in his own little way, cheering me up. But why did I push him away? I am so stupid! I had no right to do that. But when he touched my thigh, it didn't feel right. It reminded me of that fucking Garu. I hope that the prick dies of aids.

I buried my head into my knees as I continued to cry. Why was I always crying? I feel like a kid when I cry, a stupid, pathetic, whiny kid who has no life that's worth living.

"What's wrong with you?"

I lifted my head from my knees to see Ryou towering over me.

"S-Shirogane-san." I stuttered. "Hi."

"Hey." He replied. "Now are you gonna answer my question?"

"Oh." I looked down. "Nothing's wrong." I tried ever so hard to put on a fake smile, but Ryou didn't buy it.

"Really?" He asked. I nodded, the fake smile still on my face. "Well, if you're okay and nothing's wrong, then why're you sitting in the hallway crying into your knees?"

I sighed. "Because I'm just one big mess." I cried as I buried my head back into the sanctuary that was my knees.

"You're losing it." I heard Ryou say.

I looked up to meet his gaze. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me." Ryou knelt down in front of me. "You need to learn to cope with the bad things that have happened in your life and just learn to get over them."

I scowled. "But do you know what it's like to lose everything in a matter of days?" I cried as the tears leaked from my eyes.

"Yes, I do." I faintly heard Ryou mutter.

"You do?" I asked.

"Hai."

"Why? What've you lost?" I asked.

Ryou took a deep breath before answering. "I lost my family."

Well, another ending where i have to do some explaining in the next chapter. I shouldn't end my stories like that, it means more work for me XD. I am full of retardedness at the moment.

Just out of curiosity, if i made a Fruits Basket story, would you read it? I've been thinking of writing one for a very long time, but i need readers first. If you'll read it, i'll go ahead with it :D

Well, make sure that you keep those reviews coming, cause now i can check them in school! No websites are blocked by the stupid council so i could go on fanfiction in form. I was buzzing! But, then again, i buzz over anything.

I'm gonna go now, i need sleep and i need to clear my bed 'cause it's full of my ds games which i threw on my bed 'cause i was looking for Animal Crossing.

Is it just me, or does Keiichiro Akasaka remind you of Shigure Sohma? They remind me of each other a lot, apart from the fact that Shigure is more lecherous than Keiichiro, but i was thinking about it today and it just bugged me, haha.

Right, now i'll go. So please be kind and leave those lovely (Or not-so-lovely) reviews. Mwahh! I love you all! x