After Momiji had reenacted the frantic scene from the hospital, Yuki dropped everything and took off in a mad dash. It took him over an hour of searching through far too many streets before finally finding the distraught girl. Even now that he had, he wasn't sure of what to do. She wouldn't even know him. They hadn't been able to see each other at all since her memories had been erased for the second time – which meant that to her, he'd be no more than a stranger.
He continued to follow her for quite some time, trying to figure out just the right words to say. He really should have thought about all this as he searched, but the only thing that had been on his mind at the time was finding Tohru. Back then, nothing else mattered but making sure she was safe.
At least keeping up with her wasn't going to be a problem. She had stopped running sometime before he'd found her and was now walking slowly through the streets. He watched as she wavered from side to side with each step she took. Though he couldn't see her face, he suspected that she was probably in a daze – locked somewhere within her fragile mind.
After spending some time watching her from behind, he was more than certain that she was oblivious to everything surrounding her. Unfortunately, this also included the road full of speeding cars that she had just stepped onto.
Yuki dashed forward, quickly grabbing her arm. As he pulled her off the road, an angry motorist jammed on his brakes and yelled obscenities at the pair. Neither paid any attention – one noticed nothing at all, while the other was focused completely on the girl.
"Tohru, we need to talk."
Her expression showed no signs that she'd so much as heard him and the vacant expression that she wore never once left her face. Without releasing his grip, Yuki gently pulled at her arm and mechanically, Tohru began to walk.
"I know you don't know me..." Yuki began, leading her further down the street. "Well, you do know me, you just don't remember. But there's a lot we have to talk about." Since she showed no interest in listening, Yuki decided the talk could wait until later.
Several streets down the road, Tohru realized that she was no longer alone. What was going on? Who was this and where was he taking her? Panicking, she pulled back her arm and held it to her chest. A moment later, she was on the run.
Though she ran off in the opposite direction, Yuki stopped her before she had gotten very far. "You're safe now," he told her. He spun her around to face him and grabbed solidly onto both of her forearms. He didn't want to frighten her, but he also didn't want her running away like before.
"You're going to be fine, but there's a lot that we need to talk about. So just trust me for a little while, okay?"
Tohru didn't know why, but she believed him. Though there was no way to be sure, she felt that she knew him and he seemed to be telling the truth. She nodded her head and awaited an explanation.
"I'll tell you everything, but first there's someplace I'd like to take you, okay?"
Again she nodded and Yuki slowly released his hold on her. He carefully watched for her reaction, hoping he'd gained enough of her trust. Though he was prepared to chase after her again should the need arise, he never had to. Silently but cautiously, she followed him through the streets and all the way back to Shigure's.