holla minna-san!! sorry for the late update.. been very very very busy the whole week..gomenasai!! anyway, i'm sorry in advance that this chapter's grammar is absolutely suck. anyway, i hope u guys enjoy reading it anyway... thanks so much to every person who read and reviewed and faved this story! thanks a bunch!!

disclaimer: don't own Furuba. its Takaya-sensei's...

The Reason I Love You.

Chapter Eleven

A loud thumping noise came from the deserted and dark room where two figures stood cornering one who was crouching and cowering on the floor. One of the two stood with a long bat in their right hand. "You fool!" yelled the one with the bat, repeatedly beating up the crouching person, writhing and screaming on the floor. "YOU DUMBASS FOOL!" the voice was gruff and belongs to a man. "You're a useless dim!" He continues beating the one on the floor again and again.

"You failed me..." this second voice belonged to an elderly woman who stood firmly and was facing the sliding door, glared as she stared at the beautiful garden outside. "You told me that the boy's dead!" She turned around, facing a young man who bowed his head low as he kneeled down before her.

"B-but Madam, I saw him," the young man said, shaking violently. "I-I did! I saw him lay there on the ground, unmoving!"

"So, if he's dead," the woman said as she walked slowly, reaching the man's face with her hand, "then tell me, who is the one laying inside that room? Who is that ugly beast laying on that bed right now?!" She growled.

"You're a disgrace!" The woman slapped his face hard. "You didn't even check whether or not he's truly dead, didn't you?" She slapped him again. "You're a useless, stupid scum!" She spat as she slapped the man's cheeks harder with every word she spoke.

"There were kids there...I c-can't just go out and reveal myself, c-can I?" he stuttered. The woman slapped him once before turning to her right.

"Please, forgive me!" a younger male's voice said as he plead to the one beating him. "Stop, it hurts!"

"Stop?" said the old woman with a cold tone. "Are you giving us orders?" she said again with an intimidating voice as she glared at the younger man's tearful face.

"You failed! FAILED!" The man with the bat beat him again. He screamed in pain. "When we entrusted you with the simplest job and you failed us!"

"Please...forgive me..." the young man pleaded in between sobs. "I thought...I did it...I really did," he paused, wincing. "I did as you told me to..."

The older man growled angrily and stroked the bat the hardest at his chest, making him coughing out blood. "Then tell me you dumb idiot, tell me who is the one laying on that bed right now!" he glared angrily. "TELL ME!!" he yelled ignoring the young man's coughed. After a minute of being ignored, he growled and lifted his bat once again to hit but an arm stopped him, making him turned his head towards the owner of the arm.

"Calm down," said the woman. "There's no use beating him anymore. He's already fainted." The man put his bat down, still glaring angrily at the man on the floor, before throwing away the bat to the other side of the room. "Now what are we going to do?" he said harshly.

The woman stayed quietly at her spot. She stared at the man on the floor expressionless. "We have to finish him off no matter what..." she said a few minutes later.

"How?!" asked the man with the same angry tone. "This stupid idiot failed to do that!" he kicked the one on the floor hard. "How are we supposed to do it? Don't tell me we have to do it ourselves!"

"Would you mind calm yourself and be quiet?!" the woman snapped. "I'm thinking here and you're clearly bothering me with your stupid voice!" The man growled before shutting himself. "As I was saying, we have to finish that monster off no matter what, in which case, we will," the man opened his mouth to speak but the older woman held her out her hand in front of his face, effectively stopping him. "We won't have to do it. We will find someone who'll manage to do it successfully this time."

The man snorted. "I hope so. If you ever going to hire an assassin make sure he's capable of killing. Not something as disappointing as this one!" he spat. The woman merely raised one of her eyebrows.

"Why don't you go and get one on your own?" said the old woman.

"What?! Do you think I know these kinds of people? I'm not like you who befriended murderers. Besides, I did told that beast to back off before anything like this happens."

"I do not befriend them, I used them." She smirked slightly, "even if I did, you are the one who's interested to see someone dead. Not me." The man growled again, "Shut up hag! Don't you dare say as if I'm the only one with motives here! You agree with me makes you just the same as I am!" The man glared at her and snorted.

At the same time, a knock on the door nearly sent both of them jump out of shocked. The woman then opened the door, letting a man in his thirties walked pleasantly inside the room. The man glanced at the beaten up youth lying on the floor. He then turned around, facing the older pair.

"I have news for the both of you," he said calmly. The older man bid him to continue. "It's about the boy. The rumours have roamed all over the main house, and it is said to be true..." he paused.

Both the woman and the man looked murderous at this. He ignored them and continues his reports.

"Sohma Kyo is already awake."

***

Tohru sat still at the porch as she stared at the garden. She sat there for hours, ignoring everything around her. The garden which was once beautiful in her opinion is now no longer eye-catching. She stared with tears slowly rolled down her cheeks. Her face was pale and her hands were white as she clutched them with all her might. Her heart was deeply broken. She couldn't speak out of sadness, out of frustration, out of disappointment and out of lost. Her emotions marred her whole body fully. She cried for what seem like forever and she feel extremely lonely sitting there on her own.

Hanajima and the rest stared at her from the back. None of them dared to get near her, knowing neither one of their questions will be answered by the young woman nor that will she bother to hear any comforts from any of them. Hanajima, being a faithful and understanding friend, decided that it is best to leave her alone for a while and requested the rest to keep their distance from the girl for the time being. The others obliged.

"I..." a tiny voice started slowly from a corner of the main hall, alerting everyone. "...I can't believe...that this is happening..." Kisa's voice cracked, "...to Nee-chan...to us..." Hiro then came to her and hugged her tight. Kisa cried on his chest. Yuki watched the young couple, clutching Machi's fair hand in his tightly. Machi has tears in her eyes, which she tried hard not to spill. Kagura moaned in despair on Kunimitsu's chest. Rin was staring at Tohru with Haru by her side.

Haru turned his head to Yuki, who then stared back at him, frowning slightly. Momiji, who was nearest to the sliding doors watched Tohru from the back. He couldn't help but felt pity for her. He bowed his head low, now staring at his foot with his hands tightly formed to fists.

Haru walked and tapped Momiji's shoulder. The blond boy looked up, now fully staring at his tall cousin, who then tilted his head to the back of the hall to where Yuki stood waiting for them. Momiji turned his head to Tohru and then back again to Haru. He nodded and followed his cousin to the back of the hall. And the three of them then walked out of the hall to the doorway, leaving the rest behind.

The three of them stood at the doorway in complete silence. None was looking to each others' eyes. A few more minutes past, yet the three of them remained to their spots and in their own thoughts.

"What's going to happen now?" said Momiji suddenly; making the other two jerked their heads to his direction. Yuki shook his head as he sighed deeply. Haru remained expressionless as he stared at the wall opposite him. "Kyo, he..." Momiji started, "he's going to remember right? I mean it's not permanent..." he paused looking intently at his two cousins back and forth, "...right?"

Yuki stared at him; his eyes drooped low as he shook his head, "I'm sorry Momiji, I really don't know." He said slowly. "We'll have to wait for Hatori to come and explain to us."

"But then, if Kyo didn't remember anything then, Tohru..." Momiji stopped abruptly, "...Tohru will no longer be Tohru," he continued. "He has to remember! If he doesn't I'll never forgive him!"

"Momiji, calm down," said Haru gently. He then leaned his back to the wall. "Yes, you're obviously right, but then we cannot blame Kyo this time." Haru stared at his blond cousin for a while, his face calm yet stern-looking, "it's not like he wanted this. Nobody would want this sort of thing to happen."

"But—"

"Momiji," Yuki said softly, "let's just do whatever we can to help him okay? Tohru-san will take some time to get over this, so we must help her. And by helping her we have to start by helping Kyo."

"I know, but..." Momiji paused, thinking. "...Kyo is just not Kyo anymore. You saw him just now didn't you? He's...different, lost, confused. And he's a lot worse than he was before! Tohru—"

"Momiji, we've handled him when he was worst, didn't we?" Haru proclaimed. "I'm sure we can handle him this time as well." Momiji opened his mouth to speak but then Haru stopped him, "Tohru-san would do anything, anything to make him remember. Won't you help her?"

"I...well yeah, of course," said Momiji, "if that'll make her smile then yeah." Haru nodded his head firmly. "Good." He said.

Yuki, however, stood quietly as he stared at his two cousins, apparently thinking hard. He remembered the chaotic mess occurred hours ago at Kyo's room before the red head was then injected to sleep. Nearly everyone stood immobile watching a wild-looking Kyo storming violently on his bed. It was, Yuki personally admitted, frightening to see such temper erupted from Kyo. Of course he'd seen his cousin's temper before when they were teenagers, but never had he saw Kyo looking so...monstrous before in his whole life.

He still vividly remembered the incident.

***

"Who are you?" said Kyo quietly. His voice cracked for the lack of use. He looked around him, his face contorted to confusion. "W-where am I?" he looked at them. "W-what...what am I—" He paled every time he speaks. He looked around him. Yuki remembered staring at Kyo's confused and frightened expression, as he stared wide eyed at them. Kyo looked nothing more than a young kid who lost his way home.

Kyo started to shake slightly as Hatori, Dr. Satoshi and Kazuma tried to calm him. But then he got worse and pushed the doctors and the karate master away from him and yelled frantically, grasping his hair and covering his face with his hands. Kyo rocked back and forth on his bed, staring at the group of people in front of him through the gap of his fingers. "Who are you?! ANSWER ME!!!" he shouted. Shiori, who was cradled by Akito, and Tsukasa, who was gripping his mother's legs, trembled and cried. Akito looked at her husband. Shigure motioned her to go take their daughter out of the room. Mayuko pick Tsukasa up, carrying him and walked towards the door, motioning the rest to follow her lead, leaving the rest to take care of the situation. Most of the younger and female ones followed suit leaving the men to handle things.

Tohru, who stood at the side of Kyo's bed however, stared wide eye at her fiancé. She was completely emotionless as she stared at him. Yuki can tell that she was shocked and frightened by Kyo's sudden outburst. But after sometime later she walked slowly nearer to Kyo's bed reaching her hand to the red head.

Everyone who was left in the room looked at the young woman as she reached out her hand, shaking slightly, towards the young male's hands. Just as Tohru's fingers grazed his left hand, Kyo's head shot upwards, his hand accidentally slapped Tohru's. Kyo's eyes were red, the orbs were no longer beautiful; they've turned to slits and darker than they were when they first opened.

Kyo and Tohru's eyes met. Tohru's brown eyes were tearful. Kyo's were murderous, wild, confused and lost. Tohru reached for his hand again, but then Kyo pulled his hand away, shaking his head. "Who-who are you?" he said shaking with anger and fear. "What do you want?"

"K-Kyo...kun..." Tohru whispered, tears falling down her cheeks.

"Who's Kyo?! Why did you call me that?!" He yelled. Tohru and the rest in the room gasped at him.

"Kyo-kun..." Tohru's cried harder. "Kyo-kun, t-that's your name... S-Sohma Kyo." Kyo's expression remained angry. He frowned. "Who the hell are you?!" He said harshly. Tohru's lips trembled as she tried to speak. "K-Kyo-kun..." she whispered, "d-don't you remember me?"

Kyo looked even more hysterical. "HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSE TO REMEMBER YOU?! I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO YOU ARE!!" He shouted. "I DON'T KNOW ANY ONE OF YOU! I-I DON'T KNOW..." he paused, "...anything..." he clutched his hair and looked down on his covered legs. "I-I...I don't remember..." He looked up at the people before him. Tears started to well in his eyes and slowly rolled down his cheeks. Kazuma walked to him, clutching both sides of Kyo's arms firmly. "Kyo..." he said softly.

Kyo stared tearfully at him, "w-where am I...w-what..." he cried, "w-what am I doing here?" Kyo's eyes were completely lost. Tohru cried behind Kazuma, who held his son dearly. "Kyo," Kazuma said, "please calm down." Kyo's whole body shook violently.

Yuki, Haru, Momiji, Shigure and the others stood silently on their spots. Yuki turned his gaze to Tohru who now bowed her head. He could see her tears dropped onto the floor and that she was shaking. "Kyo...Kyo please," Kazuma pleaded as Kyo continuously shake his head and panting violently. "Please, listen to me." Kyo put his hands and cupped his ears and rocked back and forth again.

"Kyo," Kazuma's voice cracked as he held his tears, "please..." At last Kazuma grabbed Kyo and pulled the young man to his chest, hugging him. Kyo's eyes widen. At the same time, Dr. Satoshi pulled out a syringe and filled it with a liquid from a tiny bottle.

"He-help..." Kyo whispered at Kazuma's ear softly. His eyes slowly closing after Dr. Satoshi injected him by the arm, "...me." Kazuma held Kyo's head, stopping him from moving until moments later the young red head limp slightly in his arms. Kyo's head rested on one of Kazuma's shoulders.

"Yes Kyo..." Kazuma whispered. Tears fell down slowly. "...we'll help you..." Kazuma held Kyo's limp body tighter in his. "...my son."

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