Author: Fire.Rose.Black

Currently unbetad, betad version will be up soon, I promise!

Disclaimer: Okay…If I owned Fruit's Basket, chances are that I'd speak Japanese. I can….curse….in Japanese…and…um…say fork…other than that…eh.

Summary: Who knew simple Leek Soup could cuase this much mischief?

Challenge/Must Include: An appearance by Momiji and the lines "But, everyone else has one!" and "You/I/he/she has no attention span."

Warnings: Yaoi, Yuri(not until the next part, suckas), major OOCness, especially by Yuki, cursing thanks to Kyo, fits of random emotion thanks to Kagura and Tohru, and some making-outness. More limeyness in part two.

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Tohru POV

"Kyoooooo-kuuuuun!" I looked up and smiled as the familiar voice rang through the house. I put down the leeks that I was cutting for soup and hurried quickly into the other room to see Kagura-san standing by the door, looking around expectantly.

"Kagura-san!" I called with a big smile, bowing politely. The visitor turned and caught sight of me, smiling and waving at me. I glanced down at her outfit-Kagura-san always had the cutest clothes. Today the Boar was wearing a rose-colored dress with white trim and sweater. I sighed, slightly envious. Someday, I would have to take Kagura-san shopping with Uo-chan, Hana-chan and me.

"Tohru-kun! It is so nice to see you!" She chirped, bowing back politely before grabbing my shoulders and dragging me into one of her bone-crushing hugs. "Is Kyo-kun here?' She asked, pouting cutely and letting the me go. "He isn't answering me! If he is avoiding me I swear I shall-" I hurried to head off disaster.

"No, no, he's not ignoring you!" I jumped to placate my distraught friend. "He's sick right now. I'm sure if he could answer you he would!" I promised, even though somehow I doubted that he'd really answer his would-be girlfriend.

"What's wrong with my poor Kyo-kun?' She asks, hands flying to her mouth in dismay. I stifled a giggle. Kagura-san was so protective of Kyo-kun sometimes, it was the sweetest thing. She was like a mother hen with a runaway chick or something.

"He has a fevers." I told her, my own worry making me bite my lip in distress. "They all do, actually. Yuki-kun, Kyo-kun, and Shigure-san, I mean. Yuki-kun got sick first, so he's mostly better, but now Kyo-kun and Shigure-san are sick, too."

"Oh no! My poor Kyo-kun! And with the rain today too, he must feel dreadful!" Kagura-san wailed. "I must bundle him in blankets and nurse my poor baby back to health!" I giggled and went back to my vegetable dicing, my friend trailing after me.

"Well, we already called Hatori-san, he's coming over to check on them soon. He said I should make them some leek soup!" I noticed the downcast and morose expression on my dark-haired friend's face and she just looked so tragic that it broke my heart. "You can help me if you want!" I offered hopefully.

"Oh, really, Tohru-kun? You mean it? You are the nicest girl ever!" Kagura squealed, attacking me in another hug, pushing us both to the ground. "Ok, just tell me what to do!" She cried as we picked ourselves up, giggling.

"O-Okay!" I stuttered, still caught up in the sudden shifts of Kagura-san's mood. "Well, you can start by taking those chopped onions over there and put them in that pan of melted butter. Stir them for about, um, 7 minutes or so. Until they're brown!"

"Like this, Tohru-kun?" The mercurial girl asked, demonstrating her stirring abilities. I looked and treated the older girl to my sunniest smile.

"Yes! That's exactly it, Kagura-san!" I chirped, beaming at my friend. Suddenly, she burst into tears. "K-Kagura-san? What's wrong? Did you hurt yourself? Oh no! Did I say something wrong? I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! What's wrong Kagura-san?" I asked frantically.

"Oh, Tohru-kun!" She wailed. 'We are supposed to be friends but you always call me Kagura–san! I thought I told you to call me Kagura-chan!" My hands flew to my mouth in distress. Oh, how careless of me! I had completely forgot and hadn't realized that my calling her in such a formal way would hurt her feelings! Oh dear! How could I be so unknowingly cruel?

"Oh no! I'm so sorry, Kagura-s…Kagura-chan! I had forgotten! I will work harder! I will call you Kagura-chan from now on, is that better? How can I ever make it up to you?" I cried, pulling worriedly on her pink sleeve. I soon found myself engulfed by warm arms and the smell of roses as she began to sob onto my shoulder.

"Oh! Tohru-kun, you are the sweetest ever! I'm so sorry for flipping out on you like this! It's just, it's just…" I patted her back awkwardly, trying to soothe her as she continued to sob the shoulder of my green dress.

"Just what, Kagura-chan?" I asked, worried about one of my best friends. Oh! I did not mean to say that Uo-chan and Hana-chan were not my bestest friends or to say that I was not extremely close to my new friends among the Sohma family! B-but, it was just that I couldn't tell my best friend's about the curse, and Kisa was too young to be a best friend, and sometimes Rin didn't seem to like me at all, and it's just not the same with boys.

"Kyo-kun's been so mean to me lately! He hasn't returned any of my calls and he's just been so cruel!" She sobbed. I blinked, confused, continuing to stroke her soft, dark hair in what I hoped was a comforting manner.

"B-but, Kagura-chan, I thought you said that you never really loved Kyo-kun, I thought that…" She was shaking her head vehemently, pulling back from my shoulder to stare into my eyes

"Oh, Tohru-kun, you really are so sweet and innocent! No, I don't love him, not in that way…He's more like my annoying kid brother than anything, but, I need a boyfriend!" I didn't understand. Kagura-chan was so independent and strong, why did a girl like her need a boyfriend? I voiced my thoughts to her.

"B-but, Kagura-chan, you don't need a boyfriend! We girls can be just as strong and powerful by ourselves! No girl needs a boyfriend!" I exclaimed, really getting into the swing of my feminist thoughts.

"But, Tohru-kun, everyone else has one!" I must have looked confused, because she explained further. 'I mean, at my university, all my friends except me have boyfriends, and they always try to set me up with these guys who want to, y'know, hug me and-" Suddenly, I got it.

"And you can't transform, so you say that Kyo-kun is your boyfriend, but if he doesn't cooperate, you can't do that!" I finished and she nodded. "Oh, Kagura-chan! That's so sad! I'm so sorry! I'll try to talk to Kyo-kun for you, okay?"

"Oh, you really are the sweetest! I'm sorry for getting all emotional on you. People always tell me that I need to cool down my emotions and start thinking with my head instead of my heart." I gasped at this, dismayed.

"Oh, no! Kagura-chan must never try to hide her emotions! I envy Kagura-chan because she is able to show so many people how she feels in her heart without fear or shame! Mom once told me that someone who hides their emotions is only living halfway! I wish I could be like that and have to try everyday! I really think you are so lucky, Kagura-chan, and I look up to you!"

"Tohru-kun, is that really the truth?" I nodded my head up and down as fast as I could. 'That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me!" She stepped back and brushed off her dress where it had gotten wrinkled. "You really are so sweet…you know, for just being one of my annoying kid brother's friends."

"Huh?" I said aloud, saddened by this sudden turn of events. Then I saw the gleam in her eye. She's teasing me! I realized with a start and giggled. "Well, you're not too bad yourself, for just being my friend's annoying older sister!"

"Aww, you say the sweetest thing, Tohru-kun!" She giggled. "But you do know that I think more of you than that! Why, you're one of my best friends!" What an honor, I thought dazedly. "You look so cute when you blush!" She informed me.

"Eep!" I squeaked when she suddenly tapped me right on my nose. I giggled; it was so nice to be able to just mess around with a girl for once! Not that I didn't love my boys, but they were always fighting and having to prove how strong they were and trying to protect me and stuff. It got a bit tiring after awhile.

"Okay, so let's make this sucker!" She said, clapping her hands together and returning to her ferocious stirring of the onions. I smiled happily and we go back to cooking. I was lulled by the soothing routine of chopping and mixing, which was broken only by idle chatter between my friend and I. I stirred in some flour and she added the chicken broth while I continued to stir to make sure that it went in evenly. Then we added the rest of the ingredients, the leeks, canned tomatoes, bay leaves, fine herbs, oregano and-

"Oh no!" I realized suddenly. "I forgot to get the chives out!" I dragged the mini-ladder over and climbed up, opening the cabinet. I passed the container of the minced herbs down to Kagura-chan's waiting hands. Suddenly, I lost my balance and slipped, falling down. "Eek!" I yelped, but instead of hitting the hard ground, I was caught and the impact was softened by a warm body beneath mine. For a change, my savior didn't transform under me!

"You really are pretty clumsy, aren't you?" Kagura asked, chuckling in a good-natured way, her voice strangely soft, breath tickling my ear. I blushed in slight embarrassment, but what with her gentle tone, I couldn't exactly feel ashamed so I just nodded and got up. I suppressed a slight shiver at the loss of body heat. We added the chives, then some salt and pepper. I stirred the pot until it boiled, then turned the heat down and covered the top.

"Now we can just relax for 20 minutes while it simmers, and then some time to let it cool." I said, carefully setting the timer. "What would you like to do?" I asked, shy for some reason. She raised a pale index finger and tapped it against her glossy pink lips, scrutinizing me. I found myself blushing under her gaze.

"Would you like me to curl your hair?" She asked. 'Or at least start, it'll take longer than 20 minutes to do well." I gasped in shock. I'd always wondered what I'd look like with curly hair but had never quite gotten up the courage to try it myself.

"Oh, Kagura-chan, if it's not too much trouble…" I trailed off. She clasped her hands together and then grabbed my arm and flung me into a chair. I watched, bemused, as she went into a frenzy of preparation, pulling brushes and instruments out of her bag and plugging them in place. Finally, she brandished a straightener under my nose. "Um, but I thought you were going to curl it…?" I said, confused.

"I am! But if you straighten the hair first, the curls hold better!" She informed me. Wow, I hadn't realized that curling hair was so complicated. She divided my hair into sections and pinned most of it to the top of my head before starting to apply the hot device to the sections left hanging.

"Tohru-kun…" She sighed softly from behind me. "You have such beautiful hair!" I felt my cheeks grow warm at the compliment from such a worldly and gorgeous girl.

"I think you're hair is very lovely, too, Kagura-chan…" I told her, still feeling somewhat shy next to this confident girl who was lavishing me with compliments.

"Aww, thank-you for thinking so!" The rest of our time passed in idle chatter until, sadly, it was time to take the leek soup to the sickly Sohmas. Oh no! Not sadly! I always wanted it help my friends in need, especially my dear roommates, who I am so grateful to! I was just sad because it meant a pause in Kagura –chan and my girl time.

"Here, Shigure-san is his study, so I'll take it to him there. Both Yuki-kun and Kyo-kun are in Yuki-kun's room, Shigure-san made me move him out of there, he said he couldn't stand their bickering. You can take their soup to them and see Kyo-kun!" I offered, hoping to please her.

"Thank-you, Tohru-kun!" She said, grabbing two of the trays, each loaded with bowls and spoons. She bustled upstairs, being careful to not to spill. I smiled at her retreating back, feeling warm for some reason, before I turned toward Shigure-san's study.

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Kyo's POV

"Kyo-kuuuun! I brought leek soup for you and Yun-chan!" Oh god. Why me? Why me? Why couldn't it be anyone else bringing me anything else? I groaned and shut my eyes, hoping it would make her go away.

"Thank you very kindly, Kagura-san." Kuso nezumi, with his fucking good manners. I opened my eyes and turned, sending him a withering glare, which he completely ignored. Typical, annoying, aggravating him. God, I hated that rat, really, truly, deeply loathed him!

"Here, Kyo-kun! Make sure to eat it all, Tohru-kun says it'll make you better in no time flat!" She exclaimed happily, putting her goddamn face right in my goddamn view. Of course. Have I mentioned that she also annoyed me? That damn Yuki and her could've start a We-Annoy-Kyo club, with them as the founders. It probably would have gotten hundreds of members, too. More if you count in Yuki's pack of obsessive stalkers who'd join just to be near him.

"If Tohru made it, why," I paused for a breath, worn out. Goddamn rain. "Isn't she here, giving it to us, instead of you?" I snapped. It was said in a kinda mean tone, I suppose, but whatever. It was Kagura. She'd deal with it. That or just beat me up. Erk.

"Because, silly, Tohru-kun is taking soup to Shigure-san. Plus, I helped make the soup. Anyway, I have to go! I'm curling Tohru-kun's hair!" She said and was gone, just as noisily and suddenly as she'd arrived. I pushed the tray away from my face and readjusted my pillows so I could sit more comfortably, closing my eyes from the effort. I must have dozed off for a few minutes, because the next thing I knew, an irritating voice was rousing me from a haze that consisted of nothing but Mm. Sleep. Good.

"Aren't you going to eat your soup?" Shut up, you kuso nezumi! I did not reply, hoping he'd get the point. "Hello? Baka neko?" I cracked an eye open and glared at him. "Eat your soup."

"I. Hate. Leeks." I snarled weakly. Damn Yuki, he had already finished his soup while I'd been asleep. "I am not going…to have any soup…with leeks in it." The strain of getting this sentence out was enough to make me groan weakly. I glanced at the nezumi to see he had a wicked smile on his face, even through the unhealthy flush of his fever.

"Really? You don't seem very adamant about it. Quite unlike you, neko." I glowered at him to the best of my abilities. Of course, this didn't receive any result, but it sure made me feel better.

"Shaddup, kuso nezumi." I growled with all the invective I could muster. "You like leeks. You eat it. Lemme sleep." Somehow, I doubted he'd grant my request, and I was proved right when he gave a completely evil little chuckle. Well, maybe it wouldn't seem quite so diabolically evil to anyone else, but I know him better than most people do. He's evil and takes sick pleasure in torturing me on a daily basis.

"Rainy days really do make you lethargic, don't they?" He asked, getting up from his bed, a bit unstable, and walked over toward me. I narrowed my eyes at him, hoping he'd get the point and back off. He pretended not to notice.

"No shit. Go 'way." I muttered, closing my eyes and turning away. When I felt my mattress dip with added weight, my eyes popped open again in time to see him pick up my soup bowl and fill a spoonful with the slop.

"Eat it." He ordered, holding the spoon in front of my mouth. I scrunched up my face at the smell and shook my head, weakly pushing against his arm with my hand. I was able to muster enough force to get him to spill the soup toward himself. He was forced to jerk his leg out of the way or risk being splashed. Haha, served him right. Bastard.

"No. Get off my bed." I ordered tiredly. Of course, being the absolute prick that he is, he didn't listen to me but instead filled another spoonful and poked it at me. Yuck.

"Naughty kitty. Eat your yummy soup or else Honda-san will be sad." My eyes widened at this. What hell is the matter with him? His amethyst eyes were twinkling mirthfully and his hair was mussed from lying down so much, his face adorably pink and-Shit! Bad thoughts, very bad thoughts! Look away now! Fuck! No, not fuck…dammit!

"No!" I protested feebly. "I dun' care. Kagura probably spiked it w' some love potion thing anyway…" That damn Yuki had the nerve to snigger at my half-joking comment. I failed to resist a yawn and he popped the spoon into my mouth, holding my nose closed with his other hand until I was forced to either swallow or suffocate. He pulled back, looking triumphant as I make a face. "Eurgghhh…"

"Good kitty!" He praised me, patting my head as if I was his pet kitten or something. I could tell he was getting all kinds of evil, sick joy out of tormenting me like this. "Now, here's your reward."

"Wha-MMPH!" I protested loudly as he stuck another spoonful into my mouth. Goddamn him! How'd I miss him refilling the spoon? He drew back and smirked at me as I coughed and glared. "You bastard! How can the reward for having some disgusting leek soup be more disgusting leek soup, anyway?"

"Because," He said patiently, as if explaining something to someone very slow. "Your reward is getting better faster. Don't you want that?" I hissed at him, which only served to amuse him some more.

"Fuck you." I snapped. He tsked at me, of all things! That infuriating rat! Tsking at me as if I was some kind of misbehaving child who needed to be put in time-out! Agghh, I hate him! I thought angrily, starting to plot his imminent demise.

"Such language, my little neko! I think you need some more soup." I really, really wanted to punch that smirk off his face. Instead, I settled for knocking the spoon back at him again, this time managing to get some of the liquid on him. Hah! Beat that, you filthy bastard!

"Bad, bad kitty! I suppose that I have no alternative now, but you have to have your soup." Before I could even ask what the hell is he was talking about, he was suddenly straddling my chest, for fuck's sake, and was grinning down at me. People at school always say he looks like a friggin' angel. Obviously, these people have never seen him with that smug, demonically evil look on his face.

"Ack! Gerroff me, you fat lard!" I snapped. Not that Yuki actually was fat or anything. He was actually really skinny, how the hell he was able to beat me when he weighs as much as a feather, I did not want to know.

"How rude! Naughty, naughty kitten! I guess this means you need some more soup." Before I could react, he stuffed another mouthful of soup in my mouth. I swallowed it and glared at him.

"That tastes disgusting." I informed him. "Now get off." He smiled at me and waggled his finger. God, he was really enjoying himself at my expense, wasn't he?

"No, no, kitten, you have you have all your soup first!" He said, filling up another spoonful. "Now say ahh like a good little neko."

"No! Agh!" I snarled. This time I swallow the soup as fast as possible so I that I wouldn't choke again. "Okay, okay, I'll eat it, I'll eat it! Just let me feed myself, you twisted bastard!" He looked at me suspiciously but handed me the spoon, already filled to the brim with soup. How thoughtful, I thought sarcastically as I glared at him. He wasn't getting off my chest, obviously not trusting me.

I mustered all my energy and as quick as a flash I darted forward, pushing the spoon into his mouth, for a change. In his surprise, he swallowed reflexively and I pulled back, grinning wickedly. It was about time that the bastard got a taste of his own medicine. He looked shocked for a few seconds before he snatched the spoon back and treated me to an absolutely evil smile that I knew meant trouble. Oh shit, oh shit, gotta get away, gotta get away…

"Baka neko," His voice was soft and teasing, and it sent chills up my spine. "Don't you know that your soup doesn't do you any good when it's in my mouth?" And I knew I shouldn't have retorted, but it's my nature and I couldn't help it, I swear.

"Oh yeah? Well, what are you goin' to do 'bout it, then?" I taunted him. Purple eyes flashed triumphantly at me and I didn't even have time to yelp before his mouth was covering mine and his tongue stroking at my lips, coaxing me to open up and let him in and he tasted like leeks, which was disgusting, but underneath that there is this taste that was irrevocably Yuki and it was so pure that I sighed in contentment. One of his hands was sliding through my hair, the other stroking my chest through my shirt and I started purring, dammit, how embarrassing was that, as I arched up off the bed and he deepened the kiss, because that's what this was, really, a kiss…

Then suddenly it hit me. I was kissing Yuki. The rat. A guy. My cousin. Well, cousin was a relative term, if all of us Sohma's that said we were cousins really were cousins; we'd have to have a pair of extremely horny grandparents, but still. We were related. Fucking shit.

But…but…it just felt so good and Yuki was really, really talented at kissing, maybe he wasn't as huge a prude as I had previously thought, and I was too tired to protest anyway, and it would have been impolite to not do anything at all, so I figured I might as well just kiss him back. I mean, he wanted to give me my leek soup right? Therefore, just to be helpful, it was my duty to try to get all traces of leek soup out of his mouth. Uh-huh. That was exactly it.

"Ummm…" Oh Shit! We've hastily broke apart and turned, gasping, toward the door, where who should we see but a blushing Tohru, a shocked Hatori, a giggling Momiji and a stunned Kagura.

Kagura was the first to recover. She turned and fled, banging her way down the stairs. Tohru, who I then realized had about half a head of curly hair, flashed us a quick, confused smile and then ran after Kagura. Hatori gave us a long measuring glance that made me squirm in embarrassment.

"Perhaps," he said slowly. "I should check on Shigure first." With that, he turned and walked away, leaving Momiji to stand alone in the doorway, still giggling.

"Kyo-kun and Yuki-kun are in trouble!" He sang happily in annoying, squeaky little voice of his. "What were you doing anyway? It looked like you were kissing. But you two hate each other!"

"Get out of here, brat." I snarled at him. Yuki seemed to be frozen on top of me, as if that wasn't the most awkward thing in the world. Unhelpful nezumi.

"I'm going, I'm going! I'm going to go watch Tohru get her hair curled! Tohru's so pretty!" Momiji giggled, closing the door and skipping off.

"He has no attention span…" Yuki murmured. I glared up at him. That was all he had to say? After all that? What the hell? We were in such deep shit! We were going to be castrated, drawn and quartered for public amusement by…by everyone! Argh!

"Fucking shit…" I moaned, feeling that this sentiment summed up my current situation pretty well.

Yuki took the opportunity to slip another spoon filled with soup into my mouth.

Bastard.

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Some notes:

Kuso Nezumi-damn rat

Baka Neko-stupid cat

(honestly, if you don't know those two, you really need to read more fanfiction. It's good for your health.)

That's an actual Leek Soup recipe. The whole thing can be found here (add http: slashslash to the beginning and all that) www(dot)therecipebox(dot)com(slash)members(slash)box(slash)soup(slash)sou0112(dot)htm

See you in Part Two!

Rose