Genres: Drama/Romance/ ?
Warnings: This is Isabelle Adamowitz speaking. I'm pleased to inform you that I am Mouton's alter ego and that I will be taking over her account for a while. The other things I have to warn you about are that this contains shonen-ai (or seinen-ai if you prefer), so if you don like, you don reeeed! (Asian accent.) P.S. I have nothing against Asians. My Japanese is probably horribly accented.
Disclaimer: Fruits basket is copyrighted to Takaya Natsuki.
Rating: PG-13, might go to R in future.
This just requires a little explanation before we start: This is most definitely happening in an alternate universe. First off, Kyo doesn't know any of the other Sohmas (his parents moved away before he was born which explains why Shigure, Ayame, Hatori and Akito don't know about him.) Secondly, Thoru (as weird as this may seem) is Akito's daughter and she's 15. She knows about the curse (duh). Oh and Kyo and Yuki are 19 and Shigure, Ayame and Hatori are 30.The rest is for you to find out.
"Black Boudoir"
Chapter one
Kyo walked into the café. It was extremely cold outside and he could really do with a cup of strong coffee. He sat down near the window and placed his order with the short waitress. She wasn't very pretty and she was too shy for her own good. She would have been easy to overlook her if you walked past her in the street. She was nothing special, just a common Japanese girl. That's why Kyo envied her. He stuck out like a sore thumb in this society where the golden rule is to conform. Once or twice, people had spoken to him in English, thinking that he was a western tourist. This infuriated him to no end.
The waitress left and he stared out the window. The people on the street all walked by, their heads bowed as if they were saluting the almighty tyrant that was the weather. Every one of them had scarves, hats, gloves and big coats.
After five minutes, the waitress came and handed him his coffee. He paid for it and she left. He pretended not to notice her backward glance at him. He was used to women looking at him. For some reason, they all found his strange red eyes and bright orange hair attractive. He made a mental note to wear hats more often.
He turned back to the window and noticed a fairly tall man wearing a traditional kimono. It was a greenish grey and he wore a black yukata over it (A/N: sorry if that's not what the kimono-coats are called.). All though it was common for women to wear kimonos on special occasions these days, it was extremely rare to see men wear them in public. This triggered interest in Kyo's half frozen mind. His gaze followed the kimonoed man until he went out of sight. He had long-ish hair that was one shade greyer than ebony, dark eyes and pale skin. 'Very Japanese' thought Kyo. He sighed, finished his coffee and left the café.
He walked the two blocks to his dentist's (with whom he had an appointment that afternoon). He entered the waiting room and sat down. He then looked up and was surprised to see the kimono wearing man sitting in a chair to his left. He wore a passive expression on his face. Kyo picked up a magazine and started to read. A few minutes later the secretary came in:
" Next patient: Sohma-san."
Kyo got up and then noticed that the kimono clad man had as well. The nurse looked puzzled.
" Which one of you two is Sohma-san?" she said with a slightly annoyed tone.
"I am" Kyo and the other said simultaneously.
The looked at each other. The Kimono wearing individual spoke first.
" Maybe if you gave us the first name of the patient since we clearly are both qualifiable as Sohma-san, hmm?" he said with a soft voice and a half smile.
" Oh, right. It's Sohma Shigure." The secretary said, a faint blush creeping over her face.
" Ah, that would be me." Shigure said. Then to Kyo: " Have a nice day, * brother*."
He walked out the door. Accompanied by a still blushing and slightly confused secretary. Kyo sat back down. ' That's ironic' he thought ' that man sticks out as well and his name is Sohma. Maybe all Sohmas stick out.' He went back to his magazine.
He got to his apartment that evening and ate dinner with his roommate. She was an ex-gang member, but she sometimes still dressed like one. She also continued to dye her hair blond. She worked at a grocery store and usually got them both dinners. Kyo thought of her like a sister.
" Hey Arisa." He said as he came in and closed the door behind him, taking off his shoes and leaving them in the hall.
" Hey carrot-head." She answered.
He had provoked her by calling her first name (which she hated) and she had answered back. It was one of their little rituals. Since they had moved in together, they had inadvertently made lots of these. For example, it was an unspoken rule that Kyo shouldn't say anything while Uotani (that was how she liked to be referred to) was smoking. Another one was that they never talked about their families. This one was just another one: if anyone calls Uotani " Arisa" she is entitled to use her favourite nickname for them, no matter how much the other one hates it.
" I got you a bento." Uotani said
" Thanks. How was work today?" he asked
" Boring, as usual. I'm still waiting for those people at the agency to contact me. I can't wait to get another job."
" You should get a job on the internet, like me." He said between mouthfuls of maki-zushi.
" Maybe. What do you do, exactly?" she asked.
" Most of the time I translate stuff. It's quite boring, but it pays off."
" Whatever." She said.
They continued to eat in silence. Kyo enjoyed Uotani's company, she didn't have all the annoying habits most other girls had, like giggling, etc. When they had first met, in their hometown, they couldn't stand each other's guts, but when Kyo's parents had died, Uotani had seen him in the cemetary and gone to talk to him.
During that talk, he had discovered that Uo's dad beat her and that her gang was putting pressure on her. At the end of the term, they had decided that they would go to the city and rent an apartment together, to cut the costs and then, eventually separate and get on with their lives.
That was five years ago. Now, they were both still single and still shared the same roof. They just hadn't ever had the chance to move out and found that they couldn't imagine living without the other anymore. Once or twice, they had dated but broken up again. So, they both agreed that they would stay friends, almost family actually (so to speak).
Uotani had found out about the curse, and said that she couldn't give a damn. But, now and again, she hugged Kyo, just to annoy him and then say how cute he was in cat form. He then threatened to claw at her precious leather (ex-gang member's) coat.
They both finished their poor excuse for a meal and went to bed. Kyo had let Uotani have the bedroom, and so he settled down on the couch. He looked at the ceiling, wondering if he'd ever find out if that other Sohma and himself were related. 'Well it's not like I'm ever going to meet him again, and even if we do meet, he probably wont remember.' He thought.
Oh how wrong he was.
End of chapter one-
I hope you've enjoyed this so far. This is actually more of a prologue that anything else. I'm just defining what this version of Kyo is like. He's not as much of a hothead anymore (well, he is older.) but he' still an outsider. He is lucky to have Uo though, she was able to accept him (actually she was freaked out at the beginning, but pretended not to be.) and she is proving to be his only pillar of mental support. (He doesn't have any other friends, poor thing). Next I'll describe Shigure (who is going to be the other important person in this fic). So please review and tell me if I should continue it or kill it. I'd also appreciate constructive criticism. Toodles.
Warnings: This is Isabelle Adamowitz speaking. I'm pleased to inform you that I am Mouton's alter ego and that I will be taking over her account for a while. The other things I have to warn you about are that this contains shonen-ai (or seinen-ai if you prefer), so if you don like, you don reeeed! (Asian accent.) P.S. I have nothing against Asians. My Japanese is probably horribly accented.
Disclaimer: Fruits basket is copyrighted to Takaya Natsuki.
Rating: PG-13, might go to R in future.
This just requires a little explanation before we start: This is most definitely happening in an alternate universe. First off, Kyo doesn't know any of the other Sohmas (his parents moved away before he was born which explains why Shigure, Ayame, Hatori and Akito don't know about him.) Secondly, Thoru (as weird as this may seem) is Akito's daughter and she's 15. She knows about the curse (duh). Oh and Kyo and Yuki are 19 and Shigure, Ayame and Hatori are 30.The rest is for you to find out.
"Black Boudoir"
Chapter one
Kyo walked into the café. It was extremely cold outside and he could really do with a cup of strong coffee. He sat down near the window and placed his order with the short waitress. She wasn't very pretty and she was too shy for her own good. She would have been easy to overlook her if you walked past her in the street. She was nothing special, just a common Japanese girl. That's why Kyo envied her. He stuck out like a sore thumb in this society where the golden rule is to conform. Once or twice, people had spoken to him in English, thinking that he was a western tourist. This infuriated him to no end.
The waitress left and he stared out the window. The people on the street all walked by, their heads bowed as if they were saluting the almighty tyrant that was the weather. Every one of them had scarves, hats, gloves and big coats.
After five minutes, the waitress came and handed him his coffee. He paid for it and she left. He pretended not to notice her backward glance at him. He was used to women looking at him. For some reason, they all found his strange red eyes and bright orange hair attractive. He made a mental note to wear hats more often.
He turned back to the window and noticed a fairly tall man wearing a traditional kimono. It was a greenish grey and he wore a black yukata over it (A/N: sorry if that's not what the kimono-coats are called.). All though it was common for women to wear kimonos on special occasions these days, it was extremely rare to see men wear them in public. This triggered interest in Kyo's half frozen mind. His gaze followed the kimonoed man until he went out of sight. He had long-ish hair that was one shade greyer than ebony, dark eyes and pale skin. 'Very Japanese' thought Kyo. He sighed, finished his coffee and left the café.
He walked the two blocks to his dentist's (with whom he had an appointment that afternoon). He entered the waiting room and sat down. He then looked up and was surprised to see the kimono wearing man sitting in a chair to his left. He wore a passive expression on his face. Kyo picked up a magazine and started to read. A few minutes later the secretary came in:
" Next patient: Sohma-san."
Kyo got up and then noticed that the kimono clad man had as well. The nurse looked puzzled.
" Which one of you two is Sohma-san?" she said with a slightly annoyed tone.
"I am" Kyo and the other said simultaneously.
The looked at each other. The Kimono wearing individual spoke first.
" Maybe if you gave us the first name of the patient since we clearly are both qualifiable as Sohma-san, hmm?" he said with a soft voice and a half smile.
" Oh, right. It's Sohma Shigure." The secretary said, a faint blush creeping over her face.
" Ah, that would be me." Shigure said. Then to Kyo: " Have a nice day, * brother*."
He walked out the door. Accompanied by a still blushing and slightly confused secretary. Kyo sat back down. ' That's ironic' he thought ' that man sticks out as well and his name is Sohma. Maybe all Sohmas stick out.' He went back to his magazine.
He got to his apartment that evening and ate dinner with his roommate. She was an ex-gang member, but she sometimes still dressed like one. She also continued to dye her hair blond. She worked at a grocery store and usually got them both dinners. Kyo thought of her like a sister.
" Hey Arisa." He said as he came in and closed the door behind him, taking off his shoes and leaving them in the hall.
" Hey carrot-head." She answered.
He had provoked her by calling her first name (which she hated) and she had answered back. It was one of their little rituals. Since they had moved in together, they had inadvertently made lots of these. For example, it was an unspoken rule that Kyo shouldn't say anything while Uotani (that was how she liked to be referred to) was smoking. Another one was that they never talked about their families. This one was just another one: if anyone calls Uotani " Arisa" she is entitled to use her favourite nickname for them, no matter how much the other one hates it.
" I got you a bento." Uotani said
" Thanks. How was work today?" he asked
" Boring, as usual. I'm still waiting for those people at the agency to contact me. I can't wait to get another job."
" You should get a job on the internet, like me." He said between mouthfuls of maki-zushi.
" Maybe. What do you do, exactly?" she asked.
" Most of the time I translate stuff. It's quite boring, but it pays off."
" Whatever." She said.
They continued to eat in silence. Kyo enjoyed Uotani's company, she didn't have all the annoying habits most other girls had, like giggling, etc. When they had first met, in their hometown, they couldn't stand each other's guts, but when Kyo's parents had died, Uotani had seen him in the cemetary and gone to talk to him.
During that talk, he had discovered that Uo's dad beat her and that her gang was putting pressure on her. At the end of the term, they had decided that they would go to the city and rent an apartment together, to cut the costs and then, eventually separate and get on with their lives.
That was five years ago. Now, they were both still single and still shared the same roof. They just hadn't ever had the chance to move out and found that they couldn't imagine living without the other anymore. Once or twice, they had dated but broken up again. So, they both agreed that they would stay friends, almost family actually (so to speak).
Uotani had found out about the curse, and said that she couldn't give a damn. But, now and again, she hugged Kyo, just to annoy him and then say how cute he was in cat form. He then threatened to claw at her precious leather (ex-gang member's) coat.
They both finished their poor excuse for a meal and went to bed. Kyo had let Uotani have the bedroom, and so he settled down on the couch. He looked at the ceiling, wondering if he'd ever find out if that other Sohma and himself were related. 'Well it's not like I'm ever going to meet him again, and even if we do meet, he probably wont remember.' He thought.
Oh how wrong he was.
End of chapter one-
I hope you've enjoyed this so far. This is actually more of a prologue that anything else. I'm just defining what this version of Kyo is like. He's not as much of a hothead anymore (well, he is older.) but he' still an outsider. He is lucky to have Uo though, she was able to accept him (actually she was freaked out at the beginning, but pretended not to be.) and she is proving to be his only pillar of mental support. (He doesn't have any other friends, poor thing). Next I'll describe Shigure (who is going to be the other important person in this fic). So please review and tell me if I should continue it or kill it. I'd also appreciate constructive criticism. Toodles.
