A/N: Okay, here is the long awaited chapter to West Meets East! Sorry that's it has taken forever, but I was... going through something. Hope you like it!

I woke up to white.

As I raised myself, I noticed it was more beige than anything. Yep, that's all there was. That creamy beige. Nothing else. I looked around me, wondering where I was.

Before I made a full circle to my front, I saw a forest, of black trees, standing gaunt against the beige background. I started to walk to it, hoping I could find where I was there.

As I entered the woods, I heard nothing. Only seconds later, did I hear moaning. I looked around me, afraid of sudden ghosts, but nothing was there. Goosebumps erupted on my flesh, and I began to quicken my pace. Soon, I came to a clearing in the woods. And there the moaning grew louder.

For there, in front of me, shackled in front of me, were the Hanajins and the Sohmas.

The Hanajins sat in small tightly-knit circle, while the Sohmas sat in a larger outer circle around them. All of them were bowing, and I could see a few tears on some of their cheeks. They were all bowing to a dark figure in the middle of the clearing.

He stood tall, and I couldn't see his face, for the light was too strong.

I knelt down by one of the Hanajins. It was Fuyu.

"Fuyu! What's happening?" I frantically whispered, hoping to draw no attention from the stranger.

"Curse that kid," Fuyu said through gritted teeth. "He had to do this... I'll always hate him."

"Yes, but who's 'he'?"

Before Fuyu could reply, the man began yelling.

"Come forth Akito Sohma!"

Akito stood up, looking a little battered. She was dressed in rags, which may have been an elegant robe once. She marched up to the man, and gave a curt little nod of the head, acknowledging him.

"Make me God!"

Akito stepped back in shock.

"I... I can't do that..."

The figure slapped Akito with such force she fell to the ground.

"Yes you can!" he yelled. "You possess the spirit of God! You are the one who is responsible for all of our fates! Our destinies! Our curses! Our pains!"

The man began to raise his hand again, but I stood up and yelled, "No!"

Everybody turned their heads towards me, and I could feel myself blushing. I could also see the figure smiling.

"You. Tohru, come here," the figure commanded.

I walked up to him, my head facing the ground. He put his hand on my chin, trying to lift up my head, but I threw it off.

"How do you know my name?"

The man laughed.

"Why shouldn't I know your name? Look into my eyes and you'll find out."

I thought about it for a moment, and then decided to hurriedly look up and then look away. When I looked up, I was too shocked to look away.

For there, on the man's head, was the face of Gohachiro.

I fell down and kept staring at the extreme oddity. He leaned down and held out a hand.

"C'mon Tohru. Get up."

"No... No... Y-you can't be him!" I said in a panicked tone.

"I made this body for you Tohru," he began. "I made it so you could love me. Because I love you! Come on Tohru! Let's rule together."

I gasped. It was the exact same saying, in the exact same voice, as my dream. I then began to look all around me. Yes, there were the crying people, the odd landscape. This was my dream, or what I had been dreaming about.

I looked up at Gohachiro and raised myself up. I began to shake my head.

"No! No! Go away! This is all a bad dream!"

I had closed my eyes, and could feel tears squeezing themselves through my eyelids. I sincerely hoped that this was a bad dream. But I knew it wasn't.

"I don't love you!"

The words seemed to echo and resound all around us. Gohachiro, along with everybody looked at me. And there was silence. You could have heard a pin drop. Gohachiro looked stunned, and hurt.

"Y-you don't?"

And that's when my world ended.

All around us, everything began to dissipate into dust. Even the sky, leaving black. The ground began to rumble, and I almost fell. I heard a few screams. And soon, it was only me and Gohachiro. Surrounded by black. I wasn't sure where the rest of the Sohmas and Hanajins had gone, but it was just us. His body then slowly began to shine with a strange white light, and it began to morph him. In a few minutes, he was the same little boy that I remembered him as. His eyes fell closed, and he began to drop. I caught him.

"I'm sorry Tohru," he mumbled. "You don't love me anymore."

I smiled and brushed his hair.

"Oh, Gohachiro, I'll always love you. I'll love everybody!"

He gave a small smile, and then my own sight turned to night.