I know its bad to start a new story when I haven't finished or got very far into my other one but I have had this in my head for a long time and I loved my ickle 'Miji all grown up. /sob/

I don't own furuba and if I did I wouldn't pair Tohru with Kyo and would make it a slash story but hey that's just me!

This story is basically love for Momiji because he needs someone, he will be paired with a GIRL tho. I love slash as much as the next fangirl but 'Miji will be changing much in it anywho so therefore we must leave him straight but if anyone wants they can send me ideas for who they want Kyo and Yuki to be with (each other or other people) and it doesn't matter if they are male or female, hey pretty much anything and it doesn't necessarily be a two people pairing! Gawd I am soooo….

Also if you want you came create a profile for a girl/guy that Kyo or Yuki could be paired with, Yay for original character that I can use so it doesn't have to be a character from the manga. Okies!

Band Camp: A Momiji Love Story

By: AThousandYearsOfPain

Chapter One

Momiji stumbled down the brightly lit halls of the music academy; he was already late for his first group lesson due to the fact he had forgot to set his alarm clock to English time, again. In fact he was surprised he was even there at all.

It had been two months ago when he had got a letter informing him that he had managed to get a scholarship to a prestigious summer music college in England. Or strangely named by the students who had visited before-Band Camp. He hadn't even known that the school had applied for him to go, he enjoyed playing his violin but he hadn't realised he was any good at it. After all only his music teacher had known his passion for writing and composing music using the piano and guitar, no one else had even known he played the instruments. How was Momiji to know she would then insist that he had talent and then enter him in for a scholarship? The fact he actually had an intellectual skill had shocked everyone he knew, even Tohru who had understood him more than most other people, to be honest he was a little hurt. He had been also rather surprised he was allowed to go, not by his father who was too busy with work and Momiji's family, who obviously didn't know of his existence, to pay much attention to him. It was Akito however that Momiji had harboured doubts about but strangely enough all the head did was give Momiji a creepy smile and exclaimed, 'Lucky for you rabbit someone wants you, hopefully you won't ever come back, but I doubt that after all when they find out what a freak you are they won't wait to get rid of you!' After many sneers and insults Momiji had eventually gained permission to attend the academy.

So it was a month and a half ago that Momiji had flown over to Britain for the exclusive academy, arriving early so he could get used to using the English language in everyday life, he obviously already learnt it but it was different to be in a country that actually spoke it as the national language. This had also shocked everyone, who knew that little old Momiji knew another language? That little naïve, clueless Momiji actually had other talents besides being cute and slightly annoying. These thoughts made him resentful. He had spent most of his life acting what he wanted to be, a kid who knew little pain, forever optimistic. It got to the part where the character her pretended was him, he liked himself as the picture he painted for everyone else, he could not bring himself to hate the others for the ways they constantly babied him and treated him like an annoying child, a little worse was the way they silently pitied him. It was all his fault they were like this though, but a little of his false persona fell through and he found himself playing baby Momiji again, Baby Momiji's thoughts becoming his own. Meaning even though he wanted to he couldn't grow up but he resolved to change during his trip and become Baby Momiji and Real Momiji together.

Momiji had been staying at the academy during his early arrival but he had been alone most of the time, due to the fact not many students had arrived yet. However he had met a girl who he could frankly say was the best friend he had ever had, she was dark and wore gothic clothes much to the amusement of onlookers how could someone be friends with someone as sweet looking as Momiji. It had been Shia, who had asked a shocked Momiji if he wanted to stop talking to her when the others arrived a week after they had first met, and started a bizarre friendship, she had thought he would ditch her as soon as cooler, better friends were available.

"Momiji, why do you want to be my friend? If you want when the others arrive I won't talk to you if you would rather I didn't," Shia looked nervous at the shock on Momiji's face.

"Don't be silly Shi-Chan I wouldn't leave you, even though we haven't known each other that long you are the bestest friend I have ever had!" Momiji was genuinely shocked at the question. He regarded Shia as close as a friend could get, due to the limits of not letting her know the secret of the curse.

Shia broke out in a watery smile at Momiji and would have hugged him if one of the teachers had not burst in frantic trying to find keys to their car so they could pick up another early arrival from the airport. Shia settled for squeezing Momiji's hand and whispering, "Your my best friend too, Momiji." Momiji had been happy for days afterwards, despite the fact friends always surrounded him-he had never had a best one.

It was Shia that had forced him to go to the doctors to question his height, she had insisted that he must had had something wrong with him-it was not normal to be so small at his age. She had been right, he had been not eating the right king of minerals due to the little parental guidance in his life, and in fact it had stunted his growth. Now he was eating correctly and eating Nutrient pills given to him by the doctor he was growing really quickly and it was expected he would grow at the least six inches by the end of the first month, he had only grown three though but he looked very different as he had also been prescribed glasses by the eye doctor due to problems with his eyes Momiji had been reluctant to ask about when he was with the Sohma's.

Due to his sudden growth his clothes didn't fit well any more, the ones that did made Momiji look like a rag doll, scarecrow kind of thing. Much to the shock of the others in residence of the academy Shia took him shopping and had forced him to purchase Gothic clothes like her own. Also she forced him to permanently change his hairstyle, it was now less fluffy and had black stripes. He was lucky that Shia had not been to forceful when she was trying to get him to wear eyeliner, he had managed to escape that foul fate. For now.

Stopping the surge of memories, he turned round the corner but before he could stop he crashed into a body smashing into an unplanned hug.

Poof.

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Lizzie was frustrated, she had managed to lose the keys to her room for the fifth time since she got to the academy. She had arrived only a day ago. She brushed her long blond, slightly wavy hair out of her eyes as she attempted to search to the bottom of her stripy shoulder bag, why did it seem like there was more space in the bag than there looked to be on the outside?

Searching her memory she tried to remember where she had placed the keys, she didn't have them with her so she most have misplaced them in the past half hour. Lizzie though it was ironic she could remember even the longest musical pieces precisely and yet constantly lose and forget objects.

She had been cleaning her clothes in the communal clothes washing room; she had the key in her hand so she wouldn't lose it…DAMN she had placed on top of the bloody clothes dryer so she could put her clothes in. Deciding that she had better retrieve it before anyone found out about her loss of the key again and be even more embarrassed when her reputation to constantly lose objects, which had been established in a surprisingly short amount of time, grew even more.

Moving into a run she raced around the corner facing a boy she had only seen in passing, but she was unable to stop so suddenly. She crashed into him falling on top of him, pulling him into an awkward embrace.

Poof.

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Expected cursing from the guy she instinctually flinched, she slowly opened her eyes at the silence to see coloured dust shifting to reveal a…. RABBIT???!???

"What the frick?" Lizzie gasped, but before Momiji could answer voices where heard from the end of the corridor. Her eyes widened and she scooped up the rabbit and ran into an empty classroom, locking the door behind her.

Momiji winced at the girl's shock, even more so when he heard approaching voices, how the hell would he explain this to Akito? But to the rabbit's surprise she scooped him up and ran into a nearby classroom, locking the door.

She placed him on a table and drew a chair up close, she looked directly into his eye's, "Can you speak, despite how crazy it is to ask a rabbit it that but before you were a human which brings us back to the question, can you speak?"

Whatever he had been expecting, this was not it but this girl kind of broke all of his expectation when she didn't panic and run a million miles, "Yeah, well this is going to be hard to explain, the names Momiji by the way."

She smiled warmly albeit a little uncertainly and drew out her hand shaking his paw, "I'm Lizzie, it's nice to meet you Momiji," She paused, "Can you please explain why you are a rabbit, because when I try to think how weird this situation is I find myself wondering…."

Momiji giggled, "Yeah to be honest normally people have screamed and run away by now so I guess I owe you an explanation. To put it basically I'm cursed." He saw her shock and felt bad, her confusion was cute but it made him feel bad.

"Cursed, ohhhhhkaaaay, so why are you a rabbit?"

"To put it basically whenever I hug someone of the opposite gender or am under to much stress I transform into a rabbit, it takes a while but I pop back into a human after a while, unfortunately naked."

After the first part he saw Lizzie's eyes well up with tears, she drew his little rabbit body into a giant hug, "You poor thing, human touch is vital to a person, to grow up. How could you survive, your mother could never even hug you, oh Momiji I am soooo sorry to bring up bad things by making you all rabbity, can you forgive me?"

Again she had surprised him, she was apologising…for the fact he was cursed. He was confused, "It's not your fault, could you keep it a secret though…I would…the family…if it got out…" He was stuttering, which seemed strange compared to his normal behaviour.

Poof!

Lizzie squealed and turned around beet-red, holding his clothes out with her right hand whilst she covered her eyes with the left, "I picked them up when I got you, I can't imagine what people would think if they saw them! As for keeping it a secret, not that I would say anything but don't you think I would sound a little crazy by exclaiming I hugged this person and he changed into a rabbit?"

Momiji chuckled, still slightly confused why she excepted him so easily, his laughter died down and he questioned quietly, "Why? Why aren't you running like everyone else?"

Lizzie looked into his eyes and a small smile graced her lips, "You are a nice person, I can tell that just by knowing you for the short time I have. Besides it is not your fault, you are not a rabbit the whole time; in fact you are a person. There are laws against persecuting someone for their skin colour, or race among other things, I wholeheartedly support the idea of equality and frankly I don't think the world as a whole, or even a nation could cope with this fairly. I find this unfair; I want to know you-you deserve it, the chance to get to know someone, a stranger who knows your secret. I can't imagine who has left you to make you feel this way, like you expect to be abandoned, I only hope that I can help, if you wish I wouldn't then it is fine with me."

After her speech Lizzie got up ready to leave, as she expected the boy to totally disapprove of her quest of befriending him. However he grabbed her hand pulling her forward so she was standing facing her, but cautiously avoiding an accidental embrace. To her surprise he stood on his tiptoes (he was still a little too short) and planted a soft kiss on her forehead, "You have no idea how long I have wished for someone to say this to me. To accept me. Thank you, you cannot understand what you given me today."

Slightly smiling in shock she moved towards to door our of the awkward embrace, "I left my key to my room in the wash room, I better go grab them before someone else gets to them."

Lizzie stepped out of the door and then, throwing all caution to the wind turned around and kissed Momiji on the cheek. Blushing she turned and headed to get her key.

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Momiji frowned looking at the letter he had recently received from Hatori, his time at the academy would soon run out and his request to stay in England had been taken for a joke. It had been five months since that fateful day when he had bumped into Lizzie in the hallway. During that time he had struck up an even closer friendship with Shia, who was now filled in with all the information about the curse due to the persuasive techniques of Lizzie. So close was the relationship that Shia and Momiji had gone as far as to become blood siblings with one another despite Momiji's initial worry that Shia might inherit a part of the curse as they exchanged blood.

Lizzie now held a huge part of Momiji's heart. It had only been a month when Shia had managed to trick them into a date, whereas before they had been flirting shamelessly but were oblivious to their growing feelings for one another, feelings that were obvious to the casual observer. Lizzie and Momiji were now a couple famous among the schools students as a favourite couple and there were bets on how they were most likely to spend the rest of their lives together.

The reasons Momiji wished to stay were mainly the two main people now in his life, Shia and Lizzie. But there was no forgetting Shane, a bad boy guitarist with a kid heart and the hots for Shia, Shane was now Momiji's best male friend, the four were counted as the strongest friendship group in the academy and the strangest matched. Shia was hardcore goth/emo, whereas Lizzie was a little preppy but with the help of Shia toned her clothes down to a more punky look that suited her a lot better. Momiji wore whatever as long as he liked it, meaning all his friends had fun spending his money on clothes, taken from the Sohma family bank, in their own personal style so they could dress him up. This meant that when Shane had his say he was stuck in surfer and skaters wear but normally he followed Shia's advice, as Shane was not exactly known for his colour coordination qualities.

How could he leave all this for the life he had had before….

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"We are coming with you." Shia stated a day before his departure brandishing airline tickets in his face.

To say he was shocked was an understatement.

"When I say we, I mean Shane, Lizzie and me of course. They won't be able to come right away though but I can so I'm flying over tomorrow with you, we will have to wait a month for the others, Mimi!"

He continued staring at her.

"Why the bloody hell did you just called me Mimi…"

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It's not much but I digress I have lots of urgent stuff to do (like coursework). About Momiji saying bloody, hes been in england for a whille and learning practical english speaking there so hes bound to pick that stuff up. I want to tell Momiji and Lizzies using flashbacks because it will mix well with peoples impressions of the 'Miji!

But I hope no one gets me flames : ) if ya'll hate it stop me writing before I embarrass myself tho… in a unmean way please.

Thanks for reading!