My first Fruits Basket story! Hooray!

Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket/Furuba, it's the property of Natsuki Takaya-Sensei.

Please leave a review.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Oh."

Slowly, she extended her hand out from under the awning. Feeling the tiny warm droplets gently splash upon her skin. Rolling off into larger puddles that scattered across the ground. Alas another rainy June day.

Oh I wish it was sunny that way Kyo would feel better…He gets so sick on days like this.

The schoolgirl imagined her sickly friend laying awake in bed, his constant tossing and turning from lack of sleep. His irritated growling going on and on just as it had when she had left home only an hour ago. The poor boy was probably so drowsy he hadn't even heard the two leave.

"I'm sorry it took so long Ms. Honda. The woman in front of me had some kind of complaint." The boy showed her the plastic bag from the store, it's contents? A massive amount of fresh vegetables for soup.

"Oh it's fine! Don't worry. I mean I hated to ask you to go back in the store and all but thank you for doing so." She smiled warmly.

He nodded as he clicked the small black button on his umbrella. It's top extending out as the covering was revealed.

"Shall we head back, Ms. Honda?"

"Oh yes but…I well I forgot to bring my umbrella. I didn't think it was going to rain."

He smiled slightly, "The forecast said today had a chance of rain but it's alright. You can borrow mine if you'd like."

He held up the dark handle for her to grab. An innocent expression still on his face and an almost urging look in his eyes. Perhaps he didn't want her to take the device? Or was it something else?

"Oh no, no, no! I couldn't! Kyo's already at home and isn't feeling well! If you were to get sick I wouldn't forgive myself!" She panicked.

"Ms. Honda I would rather see you get home dry. I'll be just fine, honestly."

She hesitated, "But Yuki you have sensitive…"

He cleared his throat, "I'm fine. Hatori gave me a checkup recently and I've never been better. Please just take it."

Tohru remained reluctant to the offering. Her caring nature was a disadvantage to herself though she didn't mind. But she couldn't help but worry about Yuki considering his condition. And it seemed like he was just making excuses to get her to take his umbrella.

"Yuki I don't want you to get sick," she grasped the handle, gently brushing her fingers against his, "and you don't want me to get wet so how's about we share it?"

A shiver was sent up his spine as her suggestion was made. He even gasped slightly when realizing she may have felt his tremble on the handle. If she had she would have said something right? Even if it was her usual panics it would be a response.

His face shaded red as he let his grip on the handle cease. His fingers then nervously slicking through his messy hair. His eyes avoiding any contact with the girl and his heart racing for some reason…A reason he knew deep down but wouldn't admit.

"Yuki?"

"No Ms. Honda. I'd rather you just walk with it. I'll be fine and change into some dry clothes the minute we get back, alright?" He smiled as the blush faded.

"Oh but…!" She trailed off when seeing how strange he was acting. Had something she said made him upset? Sure Yuki would deny that she had ever truly hurt him but had she? Those were some deep questions she had often asked herself and then another question would arise…Why was she so concerned about harming him, more so then hurting the others?

"Okay I'll get you some fresh clothes the second we get home!" She insisted.

"Thank you Ms. Honda."

The two stepped out from under the awning as the rain quickly fell upon the gray shaggy hair that graced the rat. His clothes growing darker as the water invaded them but it was something that didn't bother him. Nothing bothered him at this point except…her. Not a bad kind of bother but in a confusing way. He cared a lot for Tohru and her suggestion was something he had always wanted to hear. But he wanted her to say it in the intention that showed love. That them sharing the symbol would represent something more then worrying about becoming ill.

"Oh Yuki if we hurry you won't get soaked!" She gently grabbed his hand as her jogging kept up.

Again the shaded color filled his face as he to began jogging with her. Hurrying to return home where he knew a decision had to be made.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

A short chapter, right? Well the next should be a tad longer. Oh and for those of you who are thinking 'why is sharing a stupid umbrella such a big deal?' I'll tell you why…

In Japanese culture, sharing an umbrella is a symbol of affection. Like the two under it are a romantic couple so that's why it means so much.

Please review.