"Mmm—" Tohru moaned, slightly in pain.

"Shit! Are you alright? I shouldn't have done that." Hatori apologized, immediately pulling away.

"No, it's ok. My side just hurts a little." Tohru admitted, looking up at Hatori.

"Still— We shouldn't push this. Let's take it slow." Hatori suggested, looking at Tohru, hoping she understood.

"Yes." Tohru happily agreed.

"Good. Now, lie down and sleep. You need to rest to regain your strength." Hatori seriously explained.

"Ok." Tohru complied, lying back, and did her best to get comfy before falling into a restless sleep.

"Here's to a speedy recovery..." Hatori sighed, running his hand through his hair before lighting a cigarette.

Three Weeks Later:

Hatori was driving home from grocery shopping; he hadn't gone in a few weeks and thought it was time.

But anyway...

Hatori was driving when he saw something unsettling. Tohru was sitting on a bench with a few bags—too many bags for her to be carrying in her condition.

Tohru may be getting stronger and move around just fine; she still shouldn't be lifting anything over ten pounds—or multiple bags like she had at her feet.

"Tohru, what's wrong?" Hatori asked, pulling over in front of Tohru before stepping out of the car—after turning it off, of course.

"Oh, hi Hatori." Tohru responded with a fake smile.

"What's going on?" Hatori sternly asked, looking Tohru in her eyes—staring straight into her soul.

"I lost my apartment—I was just taking the rest of my things to storage." Tohru said softly.

Two Days Ago:

Hatori let Tohru leave his makeshift hospital room a week and a half ago—under the condition she stays with someone in the family. She ended up staying with Rin until two days ago.

Now, she was just getting to the apartment she and Kyo shared.

However, when she got there, she was struck with heartache, and it felt like the weight of something uber heavy was crushing her.

There on her door was an eviction notice:

Dear Tenants of Apartment 12B,

Rent hasn't been paid in almost two months.

You have two weeks to get your stuff and get out.

Good luck with your future endeavors.

The notice had been posted on the door three days prior.

When Tohru walked into the apartment, her heart sank even more: Kyo had taken all of his things and left, leaving behind a note.

Tohru,

I got some of your stuff packed, but you'll need to get the rest.

I moved in with Shelle, so if you want to stay at the apartment, you need to find a way to pay rent.

I haven't paid that in about a month or so, I think.

I also haven't paid any of the bills either.

So, it's up to you to figure things out.

But you're good at that.

Good luck.

Goodbye.

After reading that note, Tohru curled up into the fetal position and cried for a few hours until she passed out.

Since then, Tohru finished packing everything and kept her things in her grandpa's garage until she can either get on her feet or something.

Back To Now:

"What do you mean you lost your apartment? You're not staying in a tent again, are you?" Hatori asked, shocked and horrified at the same time.

"Kyo stopped paying rent and moved in with Shelle. And no—I'm going to sign up for a homeless shelter until I can get back on my feet." Tohru confidently answered.

"Oh, no, you don't. Over my dead body. You can come stay with me; I have a few spare rooms." Hatori ordered, putting his foot down; he wasn't taking no for an answer either.

"Are you sure?" Tohru softly asked, somewhat shocked.

"Yes, I'm sure. I'm not letting you stay somewhere where you could get hurt or something. Not to mention, not many shelters are available due to the over population of the homeless." Hatori explained, looking directly at Tohru.

"What will the others say?" Tohru asked, looking back at Hatori.

"Who cares? We'll just explain that you needed a place to stay and I had spare rooms. No one will suspect a thing; it'll be just like when you were living with Shigure." Hatori calmly explained, with a hopeful smile.

"Ok. You're right." Tohru agreed with a smile—the smile Hatori loved so much.

"So, now where is this storage unit of yours?" Hatori asked, reaching his hand to hers.

"At my grandpa's… I'll show you." Tohru replied, slightly embarrassed, but still with a big goofy smile as she took Hatori's hand.

"Also—you know better; you're not supposed to be carrying the much stuff." Hatori lectured as soon as they got everything in the car.

"Sorry." Tohru apologized, looking guilty.

"It's fine. You just need to learn to take care of yourself." Hatori sigh as he started driving.

Ten Minutes Later:

"Grandpa?" Tohru called once she and Hatori and arrived at her grandfather's house.

"Oh, Kyoko, Dear; it's so good to see you. Who's your friend?" Tohru's grandpa asked, looking from Tohru to Hatori.

"It's still Tohru, Grandpa." Tohru's cousin stated, passing by.

"Grandpa, this is Hatori Sohma; he's a very good friend—and he's going to let me stay with him. I hope you don't mind." Tohru softly spoke, holding her hands in front of her, nervous she may have upset her grandfather for intruding on them, only not to be staying.

"Oh, Kyoko, Dear. You do whatever makes you happy. That's what your mother always did. She never let anyone tell her no or keep her down. I'm just glad you found somewhere safe. Just promise you'll come visit me." Tohru's grandpa said with a smile.

"Thank you, Grandpa. Of course, I'll visit. How could I not?" Tohru asked with a smile and tears before leading Hatori to where her things were...