Disclamier: I don't own Fruits Basket, Gibson guitars, or DGC records. That goes for every chapter.
Chapter 1
The Encounter
The famous Kyo stood on stage. His bet up Gibson Les Paul slung over his shoulder. He smiled at the crowed in front of him. He had made it big time. Screaming fans jumping up and down chanting his name, "KYO, KYO, KYO, KYO!" He walked up to the mic, smiling.
"HELLO HOLLYWOOD!" His voice filled the arena. The crowed yelled louder then ever. "YOU GUY'S FUCKING READY TO PARTY?" He asked the drugged out crowed. The pot-heads replied with a louder yell then before. Kyo laughed. He had the money makers in the palm of his hands.
Backstage, 1:36 A.M
"Kyo man, you kicked ass tonight," One drugged out fans told Kyo. Kyo nodded and smiled.
The Gibson SG stood on its stand. Kyo's guitar lay next to it. The smell of pot filled the room. His drummer coughed.
"This tour is brutal," The bassist Tony pointed out. All four nodded in agreement. There was a sound of knocking at the dressing room door. Kyo stood up.
"I'll get it you drugged out idiots," Kyo said as he opened the door. In front of him stood a cute girl no more then 17. Kyo looked at her. "Who are you?"
The girl looked timidly at the ground. "Tohru Honda," She replied.
Kyo smiled at her. His 18 year mind yelled thoughts he hated into his head 'Fuck her! She's dumb! Do it!' He pushed back the thoughts. "Come in," He gestured to her. She stayed rooted to her spot. Kyo looked at her for a sec. He grabbed her hand and pulled her in. For he thought he would see her once. But fate had different plans
Well there's chap 1. Hope you like it. I at least want one review be for I update. So R&R! R.I.P Casey