Journey to the Past
By Mayumi Takanashi
Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket, or any of its characters, content, etc.
Author's Notes: I want to thank my friend, Tanokai, to whom this fanfic is dedicated to. She's been very kind to me lately, and I want to tell her how much I appreciate it! Thank you for making me manager of the Edan Kingdom site, teaching me the masterful art of role playing, and dedicating one of you fanfics, There's A Fine Line Between Love And Hate, in part to me! Also, for making the dream a reality. The website looks great! Thanks for everything! (P.S. Now that I've showered you with praise, will you PLEASE finish Spirits of Taynt? PLEASE?) : P
Yuki and Kyo sat at home, alone, one evening after school. Tohru was at work, and Shigure was at the main house having a cup of tea with Hatori and Ayame. Kyo was quietly working at his desk, studying for tomorrow's Biology test. Yuki was in the dining room, planning the schedule for Monday's Student Council meeting. It was quite dull.
Kyo slammed his pencil down on his textbook, his stomach growling fiercely. In a rage, he stomped down the stairway and made his way into the kitchen.
"Why didn't Tohru make us dinner before she left?" he shouted, more to himself than anyone else.
"Well," said Yuki, walking into the kitchen, "she told us that she prepared us vegetable soup and left it in the refrigerator for us to heat. If you had been listening this morning..."
"Yeah, yeah, forget it, you damn rat!" Kyo exclaimed angrily.
"Stupid cat!" Yuki said in retaliation.
"What did you just call me?"
"Stupid...cat," he said slowly.
Kyo plunged his fist forward toward Yuki, who dodged it easily. Kyo tried to kick him, but Yuki jumped aside. The boys were fighting a full-blown battle. Fists were flying, and the heated war between the two boys raged on.
"Do you even have any idea what tomorrow is?" asked Yuki, catching Kyo's fist in his palm.
"Of course I do!" Kyo snapped, glaring at his opponent.
"Stupid cat," Yuki muttered as he stepped away, adjusting his shirt. He strode out of the room, leaving Kyo standing there, his fist still in the air. He lowered it. His bangs hung low in his eyes, casting a dark shadow across his face.
-Journey to the Past-
It was a bright and sunny Saturday morning. Birds sang sweet songs in the trees, and the dewdrops on the grass reflected off the sunlight. Inside of Shigure's home was the aroma of a home-cooked meal, coming from the stove in the kitchen. Tohru stirred the contents of the pan with a wooden spoon, humming softly to herself. Slowly, people filed into the dining room. Yuki came sleepily down the stairway, followed by a yawning Shigure, and finally, Kyo, who rubbed his eyes. The three of them sat down at the table, which was already set with bowls, utensils, and a small vase with a daisy inside. Tohru came, holding a pot of soup, the steam slowly disappearing in the air above the surface. She ladled some into each person's bowl. After she took her place at the table, everyone clapped their hands together.
"We're thankful for this food!"
And with that, the began to sip their soup slowly.
"Shigure, is it alright if I spend the day at the temple?" asked Tohru shyly.
"It's the second anniversary of your mother's death, correct?" Shigure said, looking up at Tohru.
Tohru nodded her head.
"Well of course you can!" Shigure said warmly. "Since I was unable to go with you last year, would you mind if I came along?"
"Oh, Mom would love to meet you!" Tohru exclaimed happily.
"Can I come with you as well?" came Yuki's request.
"Mom will love to see you again!" Tohru said, even more joyously.
"I'll come, too, I guess," Kyo muttered.
Tohru grinned broadly.