(A/N) Published at 2am!! Woot!! I needed a stress-buster, because I've been doing Biology homework all night, sooo… I made Kyo suffer!! Oh, I love him to death (oops, shouldn't say that), but I had fun writing this! Hope you like it!!
I do not own Fruits Basket. I do own a mountain of Biology homework… not all done, either… crap.
When I woke up, it seemed like a normal enough morning. I could hear Tohru and Shigure chatting in the kitchen, smell breakfast being made. Scrambling up, I made my way into the kitchen and slouched against the wall, assessing the scene. I was actually up late; Yuki was already up, and Momiji had come over. As I surveyed my family at work, I felt a warmth I had hardly ever felt before. The house was buzzing with activity, and I was happy to be a part of it. Tohru noticed me.
"Oh, Kyo-kun!" she called. "Would you come over here and help me?"
I nodded and came towards her, shoving Yuki's head as I passed the rat. He grumbled something, but I didn't pause. Momiji was bouncing around like the rabbit he was possessed by, and I took the opportunity to give him a good clod on the head.
"Kyo hit me!" he wailed.
"I'll do it again if you don't shut up," I threatened, and then joined Tohru. She smiled warmly at me, and I found myself smiling back.
Later that day, we went to visit Kyoko's grave. It was always a happy occasion, and I was happy to be asked along. Hanna-chan and Ou-chan were there too, but Yuki was at home. He had come down with a cold, and Haa-san wasn't taking chances with his bronchial tubes. So it was me and the girls. We had brought a picnic of onigiri and fruit, and I was looking forward to some quality time with Tohru. Not that I held out any hope with her friends around to bug us, or, rather, to bug me.
The day was a happy one. We sat in a semi-circle, as though leaving room for Kyoko in the circle. We ate sushi and onigiri, and laughed, and talked about Kyoko. I thought about her death. I'll have to tell Tohru one day… I thought, but I shoved that away. I would deal with it later.
I winced suddenly, a slight pain in my chest catching me off guard. Hana-chan glanced at me, her brow furrowed.
"Is there something wrong, Kyon? I just picked up a very strange wave."
"I'm fine!" I snapped. "And don't call me Kyon!"
Hana-chan didn't look convinced.
"Hey, look!" cried Tohru. We followed her gaze and saw a little white cat perched on Kyoko's grave. The cat yawned, and then looked at me.
Foolish human, it said. I started. You are indeed an odd creature, unsettling to have near. But all will be remedied. You are about to die. Without another word, the little creature swiped one paw over its face and bounded down, strutting away from us.
The chest pain was back.
Hana-chan was now looking intensely at me. I realized that I had a hand on my chest.
"There were waves…" she began, "flowing between you and that cat. Tell me, can you communicate with it?"
I snorted. "Of course not." It was all I could do to keep my voice normal.
It was sundown before we decided to leave. I stood, stretching, and winced at another pang in my chest. Tohru bent down and started to gather the picnic cloth, and I bent down to help her. I never got the chance.
A sudden tightness seized my ribcage, and I let out a little gasp, suddenly finding it hard to breath. My heart pounded in an uneven rhythm, hammering against my ribs. The weight was incredible as my chest constricted and I felt my legs crumple. My ribs felt like they were melting inside my body. I could see a fuzzy image of Tohru and Hana-chan and Ou-chan calling my name, but all I could hear was blood roaring in my ears, and my heart throbbing inside me. I gagged, feeling blood burst my veins and my whole body start to quiver furiously.
Then, it was all gone. I was lying on the cobblestones next to Kyoko's grave, looking up. And I saw a woman there. A woman with orange hair. One with a name eerily similar to my own. One who I had watched die, and now she had watched me die. I found myself starting at Kyoko.
"Hey, kiddo," she said with a smile. "Thanks for keeping your promise."
(A/N) Like it? Hate it with a fiery passion? Hate it as much as Kyo hates leeks? As much as he hates Yuki??
I hope not. TT-TT That would be bad.
If you love Kyo and don't want him to die, review! Cause otherwise it stops here and he dies!! No, I really couldn't do that. But review anyway? Please? This will have… five or six chapters…? At least five. Pretty regular updates, cause I already have them outlined and mostly written! Reviews make my night… er, morning a whole lot better!