Here's the next chapter. Hope you enjoy! We're almost to the end too!

I do not own anything about Fruits Basket but I do own the characters I created to insert into this fan story.

And spoiler alert here. If you haven't seen the last episode of Fruits Basket I suggest you don't read any further.

Chapter FIVE: Bad Luck

The entire Masada family sat outside inside their estate in an area with scattered weeping willows and cherry blossomed trees. Also in attendance, Hatori, Shigure, Ayame, Tohru, Kyo, and Yuki sat at the front.

It was a cheerless day today. The air was filled with sadness so thick you couldn't breathe.

Tohru glanced further down the seats to a row of what to normal people would've been pets of some sort, but they were actually the young members of the zodiac, all thirteen of them. The sadness and grief had overwhelmed them that they transformed. 'If someone of the same sex hugs us or if we have strong feelings over something, they transform.' Kisarai's voice echoed in her head of her explanation.

It wasn't a week ago that she had met Kisarai, but it felt as if she'd known Kisarai for a long time. She was like another mother figure to her. In just that short of time, Tohru was sad that she was now gone. Why did she have to go? And so suddenly…

That day Kisarai had called to invite Tohru over to the estate was the day it happened. Tohru had left the estate her eyes red from crying after what Kisarai had told her. Later on that night, they got another call from the Masada family doctor. The next day she was cremated and today, well, you could guess.

A man that she realized was the man who had asked Kisarai if he could marry the first day she met her finished his speech and stepped down from the small podium they had carried out. The wind blew as the gray sky grew a little darker. Hatori spoke a little bit. Mostly how Kisarai had been kind and okay with the fact that the Sohma family was also cursed and how she helped them during many gloomy days. Ayame talked about how they all first met and the way she aided him on opening his own shop.

Shigure was the last to go.

He stood straightening out his only suit he kept for special occasions. Walking to the podium, he pulled a paper from his pocket and unfolded it.

"I won't be very long," he said in a loud clear voice. The sky boomed softly. Shigure looked up at it with a smile. "Kisarai liked weather like this. Instead of a bright, sunny day, she preferred a dark rainy one." He laughed. "She was an odd one." He cleared his throat as he looked down at his paper. "Kisarai and I had known each other a long time, much like how Hatori and Ayame had known her. She was there for us when we needed to get away from our family, when we needed a place to escape.

"I went back and forth in my office wondering what else exactly to write and how to word it all. To tell the truth, it wasn't easy. I made dozens of speeches but none of them I thought were good enough. So I decided to write the truth.

"Kisarai, you will be missed very much. I hope that wherever you are, you will watch over us and help us through any dark days ahead. No one will ever forget you. I'll keep my word so you don't have to be afraid." With that, he crumpled up the paper and shoved it into his pocket before he took his seat between Ayame and Hatori.

After the little procession, Kisarai was buried under a large weeping willow tree. Many family members dropped a flower over her grave. A majority of them were roses with a few carnations mixed in. Tohru, Yuki, and Kyo each held a calla lily. Shigure suggested them. They lay them across the grave gently saying a few of their own words. The three teens watched as Ayame got ready to put his flower down.

"Did you know each flower has a meaning?" Shigure had crept up so quietly behind the teens that they jumped. After calming down, they looked at the flowers they had lain down. Shigure already knew what they were going to ask. "The meanings sometimes vary so excuse me if I get them a little wrong or off. The calla lilies you put down mean beauty."

Ayame put his flower down while speaking to them. "The cyclamen means resignation but also goodbye."

Hatori was next. He twirled his flower between his fingertips as if admiring the beauty of it as Ayame went to stand next to his little brother. "The purple iris stands for wisdom and knowledge, which I know you would agree, would be some of the few words that described Kisarai." Hattori set his flower down while switching spots with Shigure. He put his flower down gingerly then shoved his hands into his pockets and stared down at the small grave. No one said anything, until the interest grew too much to resist.

"What was that you put down?" Yuki asked in a whisper. Tohru noticed the familiar crinkle at his eyes.

"A gardenia."

They waited a while longer for the meaning, but seeing as how they weren't getting one immediately Kyo cleared his throat.

"What does that mean?" Kyo inquired. Shigure looked up at them with his smile.

"That is a secret."

They said their goodbyes to the Masada's as they left in silence to the Ha'ri's car. There were six of them so Yuki, Kyo, Tohru, and Shigure all had to smush into the back seat. Before Tohru climbed in, someone called for her.

"Tohru!" She halted from ducking into the car when she saw a brown puppy race clumsily towards them. Tohru climbed back out and walked to meet Shorin. Shorin jumped up as Tohru caught her and gave her a loose hug.

"I'm sorry Shorin," she apologized. She didn't know what for exactly, it just felt like the right thing to say at the moment. "It'll all be okay." She felt the puppy nod. Pulling her away from her Tohru held Shorin in front of her.

"Will you still come visit us every once in a while?" Tohru smiled.

"Of course I will. I promise." Shorin gave a dog smile as Tohru put her down and watched her run back to the estate.

Tohru believed she was okay the other day during the funeral but the next day was just… different. She woke up sad and groggy with a slight headache from crying. It felt so weird. It was like the world wasn't the same as it had been.

The house was so tense. Everything was happening so fast. First the thing with Kyo, now this? How much more would they have to endure?

Kyo had returned to doing his normal routines of training in the morning. He stood outside the dining room punching absently in the air. He looked as if he were okay but Tohru knew that some of the incident was still fresh in his memory.

As for Yuki, he sat at the stairs staring off into space thinking of, well, everything.

Shigure tried his best to regular but, he was trying way too hard.

Tohru sat at the table her decision made. She knew there was nothing she could do for the past. But maybe she could do something for the future, for the Sohma's.

"Breakfast time, breakfast time, all for me, breakfast!" Shigure sang as he walked to eat breakfast. He looked over at Kyo as he punched the air enthusiastically. "Kyo, it's time to eat. You're sure lively this morning." He stopped as he saw Yuki sitting. "Hm…" He turned to walk into the dining room. "Let's see now…" Seeing the food Tohru had lain out on the table he sat down happily. "Where to start…" Now was the time to ask him.

"Shigure." He looked at her. "Well, um…" She could feel Yuki and Kyo's eyes on her now. That didn't stop her though. She made up her mind. "Tomorrow, I'd like to go see Akito if that's okay."

I'm sorry! I know the chapters have been becoming really short! I'm sorry!

I'm sorry too if it's all a little rushed, but I'm trying to not make it so.

I hope you enjoyed it and the next chapter will probably be the last.