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not own Fruits Basket.
Full Summary:
After his mother died, Kyo Sohma was confronted with a strange girl
who understood and accepted him. He never learned her name, calling
her simply 'onee-sama'. She vanished one day and Kyo thought he would
never see her again. Well, he was wrong... Cute, but plotless and a little bit
confusing. A one-shot.
Author's Notes:
This idea came out of no where and slapped me in the face until I
wrote it down. I rather like it. Hope you do, too.
Onee-sama
Kyo threw himself onto his mother's grave, sobbing. The heart breaking cries brought tears to the eyes of those who heard them... or would have, if anyone had been around to hear. The funeral was over. Everyone else had left. He alone remained at the grave site, mourning the one who had at least claimed to love him. No one else had said as much, even such blatant lies as the ones his mother told.
"Oh, you poor dear," sighed a young woman's voice from nearby. Kyo hiccuped and looked up, tears streaming down his grimy cheeks. He looked into the warm eyes of a girl about fifteen with a gentle face that was made for smiling. Except now, she was not smiling... she was crying. There was sadness in her pretty eyes. Sadness for him. "Who have you lost?" Her words were so careful, trying not to hurt him, so sad, for him...
"My... my mother," Kyo sobbed. The woman instantly reached out to hug him. Kyo scrambled away, but not quickly enough. There was a puff of orange smoke and the woman sat back in surprise.
Kyo the kitten looked at her in shock. He turned, ready to run, but her gentle grip on his middle forcibly stopped him. She picked him up easily and cradled him in one arm, stroking his fur with her other hand.
"You turned into a cat," she murmured to herself. Kyo writhed in her arms, but he didn't really want to get away. The petting was soothing and made everything seem... just a little bit easier to bare. "I lost my mother too, you know... But she still loves me. She still watches over me. I can feel it."
"My mother didn't love me," Kyo mewled, self-pity overwhelming him. Her grip tightened and she petted him a little harder.
"Hush. Don't say that." Even her scolding was gentle, but Kyo still felt ashamed of himself. "All mothers love their children... even if they don't realize it."
"She killed herself because of me! Because of what I am! Because I'm the cat, and the cat is useless!"
"Like the Zodiac," she said quietly, shaking her head. "No, my kitten, she didn't kill herself because of what you are. She killed herself because she didn't know how to deal with it."
"If I wasn't the cat - " Kyo tried to protest. She was telling him not to feel guilty, but it was his fault! How could he not? If he wasn't guilty... it would just confirm what everyone thought. That he was cold, uncaring... a monster...
"You are special because you are the cat. You are a sad little boy, ripped from any love he has ever had and thrown into a world that hates him for something he could not control," she told him, quietly but sternly. She still sounded so sad for him, almost angry at those who had told this little boy that his mother's death was only through fault of his. Throughout the talk, she had petted him and Kyo now allowed himself to relax. He snuggled a little closer to her.
"Onee-sama," he said faintly. Grief lingered in his voice, but he couldn't bring himself to make it strong. The girl - his onee-sama - was right. It wasn't his fault... it wasn't.
---
Kyo and his onee-sama met every day. They would talk by his mother's grave, sometimes to her and sometimes to each other. He was comfortable with her, even if he never learned her name. She was his onee-sama. She loved him and he loved her. She cared for him as no one, not even his mother, ever had. She gave him the hope and will he needed to live. If she hadn't been there for him, Kyo probably would have given up on life soon after his mother had.
Onee-sama knew Kyo's name, but she never called him that. He was her kitten. The pet name made him smile every time he thought about it.
Then, one day, Onee-sama didn't come to the grave. Kyo waited an hour before going back to his house.
The next day was the same, and the next. For two weeks, Kyo returned to the grave to wait for her. She never come. Kyo stopped waiting. He pushed her from his mind, shunted her to the side, but could never forget her face and what she had done for him.
---Years later---
Yuki's house. Kyo smirked from his perch, safely hidden among the trees. His calculations were perfect. Now, all he had to do was act.
Kyo leaped onto the roof and punched through it - che, Shigure should have built his house better. The wood was like paper! He leapt through the ensuing hole and rolled his shoulders casually. He could beat Yuki this time, he knew it.
The taunt slipped from his mouth before he could even think - but that was alright. "Ready for me to break your neck, ra - " Kyo froze at the flash of brown in the corner of his eye. Yuki eyed him silently, but Kyo forgot about his nemesis at the sight of the achingly familiar face. Her eyes, her hair, the kindness that seemed to radiate from her... There was no mistaking her.
"O- onee-sama," he whispered, eyes going wide. She smiled at him. He instantly felt happy. The world looked so much brighter whenever Onee-sama smiled. It always had.
"Hello again, my kitten. Oh, how I've missed you!"
