AN: I apologize for the confusion during the last chapter!!! I had page breaks in to sort out the mess, but when it posted, for some reason it didn't work! Wah! So, sorry about that, but again thank you for all the reviews! I really am so grateful! Now, for you, I present the next chapter of Fruits Basket-y goodness!

Disclaimer: I put in another song because it gave me ideas for this chapter, so I wanted to say I don't own Blink 182 yet again, and this song is theirs not mine. :)

GONE…?

Chapter 4- Without You

It was an endless night, silent as the grave and darker than pitch. On the roof of one of the many seemingly haunted houses, there sat a shadowy figure. A makeshift cloak was wrapped about his frame to ward off the gloom. Golden eyes glimmered dangerously searching the landscape for some sign of movement, of life, of hope. But on a night like this no man may find hope. No stars would shine to guide them, nor street lamp glow with warmth. A splash of water fell upon this individual's cheek as he looked up to the empty sky, and his head fell instantly thinking it was starting to rain. It was not a raindrop he felt but a tear, hot and wet. He brushed it away quickly. "I won't cry. I'm not a child!" he whispered angrily. "Dammit Tohru why'd you have to leave?" Lying back against the shingles, he fell into a kind of stupor. His mind wandering far from the place where his body rested.

Cut the skin to the bone

Fall asleep all alone

Hear your voice in the dark

Lose myself in your eyes

His dreams brought him far, far away. He could hear a rhythmic drumming in the distance. Then he found himself in a house. Following the stairs, he came to a room with the light on. Dawn was fast approaching, but it was yet still dark. There in the bed was the girl he thought of so often. He marveled at her beauty even as she slept. He whispered to her quietly, gently, not wanting her to wake, but still half hoping he could glimpse her crystalline eyes before he left. His wish came true as the girl opened her eyes and stared at him in wonder. Her hand stretched out to him, but then he was gone, returned to his body. And with her image encased in his mind, he fell asleep where he was.

Yuki lay in his bed knowing that he desperately needed sleep, but his mind would not stop. He felt like he was in a daze. Yes, I'll wake up and none of this will have ever happened. It was just a silly dream. Sighing deeply, he rolled over and stared at the picture he had on his dresser. It was a photo of them, Shigure, Tohru, Kyo, and himself standing on a bridge overlooking a small pond. Again he sighed and touched the picture softly.

Choke my voice

Say good night

As the world falls apart

At long last, he willed himself to sleep though his dreams were muddled and about as meaningful as chopped liver. By the time his alarm went off, he felt as though he hadn't slept at all. Pulling on his school uniform, he left his room and nearly fell down the stairs. Shaking his head quickly to regain his senses, he thought that he would revive himself over some miso soup or perhaps a large cup of coffee. "Good grief, it's not like it's the end of the world," he muttered to himself as he entered the kitchen.

Fuck, I can't let this kill me

Let go

I need some more time to fix this problem

"Well you look, er, well rested…" Shigure said in a falsely cheery voice. "Kyo, after school do you think that you could go to the store and pick up a few things for me?"

"Yeah, whatever."

"Thanks. I would do it myself, but Mii won't let me out of the house until I have the manuscript finished," he said calmly, lifting a cup of tea to his lips.

"What is she, your editor or your wife?" Kyo asked with a look of distaste.

"Wait, how would she know if you left anyway?" Yuki inquired.

"You'll find out soon enough. Now, you better get going pretty quickly. Don't want to be late for school." He stood up and headed back to the den.

The boys looked at each other with curiosity then they went to grab their schoolbags. It was then that Yuki realized that he hadn't finished any of his homework. "Oh shit," he cursed, a very irregular occurrance coming from him, before swinging his bag over his shoulder and heading out the door. Kyo followed at a distance. As the door shut behind them, they both jumped, finding that a pair of reproachful beady eyes were glaring at them.

"Mii-san! What are you doing? Have you been out here all night?" She continued to glare at them, so they shrugged and walked away, leaving her sitting where she was on the porch.

The day rolled by unnaturally slow. Yuki got a telling off for not finishing his homework, and he was too tired to argue. He also dozed off during the geometry exam. Uo had to stab him in the back with the sharp end of her pencil before he came to. Kyo was in the same boat, except, instead of being dead on his feet, he just tuned the teacher out and wrote about nothing on the sheet of paper in front of him. That is, he wrote about nothing on the homework packet he had been given. The best part about it, was the fact that the teacher couldn't see what he was writing, so she let him carry on. By the end of class, he had written a sort of note to the girl who had been on his mind. The problem was, it didn't make much sense because he had been scribbling so fast that the words seemed to run together until they were illegible.

Here's a letter for you,

But the words get confused

And the conversation dies

Maybe I should just give up, Kyo thought to himself as he shoved the homework into his bag. Maybe she ran away. I mean, it hasn't been too long since she's seen what I really look like. He glanced at the bracelet around his wrist before ducking out the door behind some first years. But then, what was that he saw last night? Was it just another dream or was she really there? "God she's going to drive me insane!" he snarled rather loudly in the middle of the hall. Several people turned to stare at him as he walked by, but he didn't really care.

Since the first day they had met, Tohru had always seemed so cautious around Kyo. That always made him angry, more with himself than at her. He didn't want her to be so afraid of him. In fact, since they had started living together, he had been working so hard to control his temper, just for her. He always wanted to tell her that he was sorry for his attitude, but along with his temper there came a sense of pride that wouldn't let him admit his faults. So instead he would rant and rage again.

Apologize for the past

Talk some shit

Take it back

Are we cursed through this life?

Maybe it's a good thing that she left… "Ah, who am I fooling?" he muttered under his breath as he left the school building.

Fuck, I can't let this kill me

Let go

I need some more time to fix this problem

The girl sat straight up in bed, staring at the spot by the window. She could have sworn there had been a boy there, with bright orange hair and yellow eyes. He looked so real and felt so familiar… I must have been dreaming, she thought. How long have I slept? She gritted her teeth in pain as she sat up. She was sore from the night before, all of her muscles aching and grinding in protest. But why did they hurt? How did she end up in the river and who on Earth was she? "Isn't there anyone who knows who I am?" she asked in the silence. The sun was beginning to peek through the trees; the night was over and a new day begun.

I'm talking to the ceiling

My life's just lost all meaning...

Do you still feel the same way?

She managed to find some clothes that she liked in the closet and hoped that Kameko wouldn't mind her borrowing it since she had nothing else to wear. Then she hurried down the stairs. Koga was the only person in the kitchen when she entered. "Good morning, Ame," he greeted her. At first she didn't realize that he was talking to her, but then she remembered. Kameko had given her that name. Ame. "Good morning," she replied bowing slightly. "I'm not intruding am I?"

"Not at all. Please join me. I'm the only morning person in the family, but Dad and Kameko should be getting up soon."

"Have you eaten?" she asked.

"No, not yet. Are you hungry? I know you missed dinner last night."

"Yes. How about I make us breakfast?" she asked. "It's the least I can do to return your hospitality."

He nodded his approval. "Just don't overwork yourself. We're going into town today to see Utami-sensei. He's a doctor and a friend of the family. Maybe he can help you get your memory back." So she set to work. It seemed a funny thing knowing recipes by heart and yet not knowing herself. It was almost a creepy feeling as she cleared out the sink and did the dishes while she was waiting for the meal to cook. By the time Hiranaka-san trudged into the room, breakfast was ready and the room was spotless. "This is excellent Ame," he complemented her as he ate. "You better look out Kameko, you've got competition."

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