Disclaimer-I don't own Fruits Basket and any of it's Chara. Natori (aka Ms.
Fujishima) is my creation, however.
This is the first fanfic I've ever written, so please be kind in your reviews...
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Natori swept the tiny stoop of her front porch off, glancing up periodically at the people walking up and down the lane. She'd just moved here to this little town, and she didn't know anyone yet, but they all seemed nice enough.
"Come back here rat boy! I'm going to tear your pretty little face off!!" A guy with bright orange hair suddenly screamed as he walked by, followed by two others, another guy and a girl, who were carrying grocery sacks. They were apparently on their way home.
Anyway, as Natori heard the shouted threat of the orange haired boy, she stopped in mid-sweep, tilting her head to the side as she watched the 3; orange top practically breathing threats still.
"As if I've never heard that before." The other guy replied, pushing a strand of his silver hair out his face with his free hand. The look he shot the orange haired guy was chilly enough that it would have killed a lesser guy. But orange top looked like he could take it. The girl with them, a pretty little thing with long brown hair looked from one of them to the other, a spaced out smile on her face.
"You sissy rat boy! You're all talk and no action! I'm going to rub the pavement with your face!" Orange top yelled again, pointing a finger at the silver haired boy as he walked backward facing them, a manic look on his face.
"If you haven't noticed, we're on a public roadway, you stupid cat. Why did you come along anyway if your not even going to help Ms. Honda carry her bags? You're completely useless." The other boy replied.
"Useless?! Let's see how useless you think I am when I permanently implant my fist in that pretty-boy face of yours!" Orange top yelled, rushing the other boy. With a labored sigh, he sat his bags down. Kicking Orange top in the head, he sent him flying.
"Honestly. One would have thought you'd learned your lesson by now." He replied as he stooped to pick up his bags.
"Oh! Kyo! Are you alright?" the girl exclaimed, looking panicked as she rushed to orange top's side. He was currently sitting in the middle of the road, a hand pressed to his head as he muttered under his breath.
"He'll be fine, Ms. Honda. You know what a thick head he has. We should get back to the house soon. We don't want the ice cream to melt." The silver haired guy replied, smiling at the girl.
Natori watched in wide-eyed fascination, her earlier task of sweeping the porch off all but forgotten. The girl nodded and said something that was the equivalency of yes to the silver haired guy, turning slightly. She spotted Natori then, her eyes bright as she smiled and waved.
"Good afternoon!" She called as the silver haired boy and she continued on their way. Natori tentatively lifted a hand in greeting as they passed, her jaw still hanging open most likely.
Orange top glanced her way then, muttering something as he scrambled to his feet, slinking off after the other 2, his hands shoved in his pockets. Natori stood frozen in place still, watching as they walked off, the handle of the broom gripped tightly in her hands. Shaking her head slightly, she returned to her sweeping.
"What odd young people." She muttered with the last sweep across the porch, before she turned and entered her house.
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"Oh, oh, oh! Late! I'm so late! It's the first day of term, and I'm late! This is not good! I'm the teacher!" Natori muttered to herself the next morning as she sped along on her bike, weaving deftly in and out of students on their way to school as well.
"Oh! Hurry! Get out of the way! "She yelled, honking her horn at 2 students in her way.
"Aghhhhh! The male student yelled, pulling the younger girl accompanying him out of the way as Natori barreled past, a crazed, though none the less determined look on her face.
"I don't even know what class room is mine!" She wailed in despair, shoving her bike into the bike rack. She raced for the school building, a hand planted firmly on her hat to keep it in place. She wasn't acting very dignified, but there just wasn't any helping the matter. Maybe no one would notice...
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"Err! Why, oh why, oh WHY, don't I remember things?! I don't even have any classes until this afternoon!" She wailed as she sat in her deserted classroom, the class schedule lying in the middle of her desk. Her drama classes were available for the second and third years only, and even though they weren't mandatory classes, both periods were full.
"Those kids are probably trying to get out of gym class. Ha ha ha ha ha! If they think their gym teachers are demanding, they'll never survive!" she hollered with a manic laugh, her eyes bright and crazed as they fell on the costume cabinets. Oh, let the fun begin...
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"Hang it all! How'd I end up taking a stupid drama class, anyway?!" Kyo muttered as he sulkily made his way to class, followed by Tohru, Uo, and Hana.
"Shut your trap, Orange top. This class will be cake. It got you out of home EC, didn't it?" Uo snapped, rolling her eyes. "And you know, it's not like you're the only one who's not thrilled about taking this class either." She added.
"Oh, I think it will be fun!" Tohru said with a smile, the only one of the 4 who looked happy to be taking the class.
"And I bet Ms. Honda will be a very good actress." Yuki added as he joined them, smiling at Tohru.
"Oh great. You're taking the class too." Kyo muttered with a scowl, shoving his hands in his pockets.
"Yes, well, someone must keep an eye on you, make sure you don't do anything stupid." Yuki replied as Kyo sauntered into the room.
"Geez. It's that woman from yesterday." He muttered with a scowl, stopping in the door.
"Hey you! Orange top! Get moving." Uo demanded, pushing Kyo into the room.
"Don't push me! "He snarled, turning to glare at Uo.
"Excuse me." A voice suddenly said at his elbow, and he turned to find the teacher standing there. She had what almost looked like a wicked smile on her face. Or maybe it was just crazed...
"You're the guy from yesterday! Glad to see you're not suffering permanent brain damage, or, perhaps you are! But that doesn't really matter. What does matter is that I need an assistant in this class, and since you're so lively, you get to be it!" She announced, grabbing onto his arm to pull him in the direction of the back of the large classroom.
"Uh...uh...but wait! Why me?!" Kyo yelled as she drug him away, a panicked look on his face.
"It's all part of my brilliant plan...my plan to take over the World!" She announced with flourish, that wicked grin back on her face again. Kyo looked at her in horror as she laughed, slapping him hard on the back.
"Lighten up, Kyo Sohma. It's merely a joke. Now...go get these things for me." She said, suddenly serious as she thrust a note in his hand and shoved him in the direction of the door.
"Why me?!" Kyo muttered as he stalked off, listening as the teacher, she hadn't even told him her name, barked at the other students to take their seats, slamming the door shut as she shot Kyo one last look, flashing that crazed grin at him again. She was obviously nuts.
This is the first fanfic I've ever written, so please be kind in your reviews...
~*~
Natori swept the tiny stoop of her front porch off, glancing up periodically at the people walking up and down the lane. She'd just moved here to this little town, and she didn't know anyone yet, but they all seemed nice enough.
"Come back here rat boy! I'm going to tear your pretty little face off!!" A guy with bright orange hair suddenly screamed as he walked by, followed by two others, another guy and a girl, who were carrying grocery sacks. They were apparently on their way home.
Anyway, as Natori heard the shouted threat of the orange haired boy, she stopped in mid-sweep, tilting her head to the side as she watched the 3; orange top practically breathing threats still.
"As if I've never heard that before." The other guy replied, pushing a strand of his silver hair out his face with his free hand. The look he shot the orange haired guy was chilly enough that it would have killed a lesser guy. But orange top looked like he could take it. The girl with them, a pretty little thing with long brown hair looked from one of them to the other, a spaced out smile on her face.
"You sissy rat boy! You're all talk and no action! I'm going to rub the pavement with your face!" Orange top yelled again, pointing a finger at the silver haired boy as he walked backward facing them, a manic look on his face.
"If you haven't noticed, we're on a public roadway, you stupid cat. Why did you come along anyway if your not even going to help Ms. Honda carry her bags? You're completely useless." The other boy replied.
"Useless?! Let's see how useless you think I am when I permanently implant my fist in that pretty-boy face of yours!" Orange top yelled, rushing the other boy. With a labored sigh, he sat his bags down. Kicking Orange top in the head, he sent him flying.
"Honestly. One would have thought you'd learned your lesson by now." He replied as he stooped to pick up his bags.
"Oh! Kyo! Are you alright?" the girl exclaimed, looking panicked as she rushed to orange top's side. He was currently sitting in the middle of the road, a hand pressed to his head as he muttered under his breath.
"He'll be fine, Ms. Honda. You know what a thick head he has. We should get back to the house soon. We don't want the ice cream to melt." The silver haired guy replied, smiling at the girl.
Natori watched in wide-eyed fascination, her earlier task of sweeping the porch off all but forgotten. The girl nodded and said something that was the equivalency of yes to the silver haired guy, turning slightly. She spotted Natori then, her eyes bright as she smiled and waved.
"Good afternoon!" She called as the silver haired boy and she continued on their way. Natori tentatively lifted a hand in greeting as they passed, her jaw still hanging open most likely.
Orange top glanced her way then, muttering something as he scrambled to his feet, slinking off after the other 2, his hands shoved in his pockets. Natori stood frozen in place still, watching as they walked off, the handle of the broom gripped tightly in her hands. Shaking her head slightly, she returned to her sweeping.
"What odd young people." She muttered with the last sweep across the porch, before she turned and entered her house.
~*~
"Oh, oh, oh! Late! I'm so late! It's the first day of term, and I'm late! This is not good! I'm the teacher!" Natori muttered to herself the next morning as she sped along on her bike, weaving deftly in and out of students on their way to school as well.
"Oh! Hurry! Get out of the way! "She yelled, honking her horn at 2 students in her way.
"Aghhhhh! The male student yelled, pulling the younger girl accompanying him out of the way as Natori barreled past, a crazed, though none the less determined look on her face.
"I don't even know what class room is mine!" She wailed in despair, shoving her bike into the bike rack. She raced for the school building, a hand planted firmly on her hat to keep it in place. She wasn't acting very dignified, but there just wasn't any helping the matter. Maybe no one would notice...
~*~
"Err! Why, oh why, oh WHY, don't I remember things?! I don't even have any classes until this afternoon!" She wailed as she sat in her deserted classroom, the class schedule lying in the middle of her desk. Her drama classes were available for the second and third years only, and even though they weren't mandatory classes, both periods were full.
"Those kids are probably trying to get out of gym class. Ha ha ha ha ha! If they think their gym teachers are demanding, they'll never survive!" she hollered with a manic laugh, her eyes bright and crazed as they fell on the costume cabinets. Oh, let the fun begin...
~*~
"Hang it all! How'd I end up taking a stupid drama class, anyway?!" Kyo muttered as he sulkily made his way to class, followed by Tohru, Uo, and Hana.
"Shut your trap, Orange top. This class will be cake. It got you out of home EC, didn't it?" Uo snapped, rolling her eyes. "And you know, it's not like you're the only one who's not thrilled about taking this class either." She added.
"Oh, I think it will be fun!" Tohru said with a smile, the only one of the 4 who looked happy to be taking the class.
"And I bet Ms. Honda will be a very good actress." Yuki added as he joined them, smiling at Tohru.
"Oh great. You're taking the class too." Kyo muttered with a scowl, shoving his hands in his pockets.
"Yes, well, someone must keep an eye on you, make sure you don't do anything stupid." Yuki replied as Kyo sauntered into the room.
"Geez. It's that woman from yesterday." He muttered with a scowl, stopping in the door.
"Hey you! Orange top! Get moving." Uo demanded, pushing Kyo into the room.
"Don't push me! "He snarled, turning to glare at Uo.
"Excuse me." A voice suddenly said at his elbow, and he turned to find the teacher standing there. She had what almost looked like a wicked smile on her face. Or maybe it was just crazed...
"You're the guy from yesterday! Glad to see you're not suffering permanent brain damage, or, perhaps you are! But that doesn't really matter. What does matter is that I need an assistant in this class, and since you're so lively, you get to be it!" She announced, grabbing onto his arm to pull him in the direction of the back of the large classroom.
"Uh...uh...but wait! Why me?!" Kyo yelled as she drug him away, a panicked look on his face.
"It's all part of my brilliant plan...my plan to take over the World!" She announced with flourish, that wicked grin back on her face again. Kyo looked at her in horror as she laughed, slapping him hard on the back.
"Lighten up, Kyo Sohma. It's merely a joke. Now...go get these things for me." She said, suddenly serious as she thrust a note in his hand and shoved him in the direction of the door.
"Why me?!" Kyo muttered as he stalked off, listening as the teacher, she hadn't even told him her name, barked at the other students to take their seats, slamming the door shut as she shot Kyo one last look, flashing that crazed grin at him again. She was obviously nuts.