I do not own fruits basket. :

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Okie, this story has been changed sooo many times.

It used to be my own personal story that I turned into a fan fiction, but please be kind.

I haven't written much in a long time, and this chapter is gonna be short.

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The gravel dug into my knees as I fell to the ground next to the body of my mother, Kyoko Honda. Blood pooled around her, the once beautiful locks of light hair was darkened with the crimson tone of blood. The look in her eyes was unreadable, she did not even look my way. The once steady rise and fall of her chest weakened, and was shakey. My eyes trailed to her slender neck, two puncture wounds. It looked to be the source of the blood. Without thinking I pressed my fingers against the wound, my mind tried to piece this all together. What could have happened? Oh mom, who did this to you? Her beautiful face went pale, the tears that whelled up in my eyes fell down my cheek. Using my blood soaked hand I stroked her face. Cold, deathly cold.

"M-mom. . Who did this to you?" I stuttered, my chin trembled as the words made their way out. No answer. Just a vacant look on her face. It didn't even look like she was in any kind of pain. "Mom! I'm scared, please! Don't leave me. ." I whimpered, the salty tears never ceased. I placed my ear to her heart, the slow rise of her chest comforted me slightly. She was alive. Her heart beat was weak.

"Tohru. ." Her hoarse voice said, the intake of her breath was shakey. I lifted my head to look at her. Her eyes widen, she looked terrified. "Tohru, run!" She ordered through clenched teeth.

"No! I'm not leaving you mom, your all I have. I love you, you can't make me leave." Never, in my life have I refused to listen to this woman. But her demand. . It was impossible. Her eyes closed, and her brow wrinkled, it looked as if she was concentrating on something.

"Please." She pleaded, her voice sounded forced and urgent. Before I could deny her request she lurched forward, grabbing her chest.

"Mom!" I cried, she writhed out in pain. Sweat trickled down her forhead. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders, in an attempt to comfort her. It didn't seem to comfort her at all, it seemed to cause her more pain. She fought against my hold. Reluctantly, I released her.

"Tohru, please. . Run." She pleaded once more, this time she looked at me. The look in her eyes. . I will never forget. A combination of fear and love. A low growl sounded behind me, my mother's eyes watered. "I told you, Tohru. . Run." She said, more desperatly now. Her eyes directed over my shoulder.

"Mom--?" I tried to finish, but I was startled by a cold hand that ran down the back of my neck and down my back. Even over the fabric of my blue school uniform I could feel the cold, clamy hand. Slowly, I turned my head. A pale face hovered over my shoulder. His features were so feminine, I almost mistaked him for a woman until he spoke.

"You foolish girl." He said, venom dripping from every word. He was so beautiful, ebony locks framed his face perfectly. The paleness of his skin contrasted so well with his dark hair. His lips were placed in a smirk as he watched my mother's dying body. "You should have listened to her you know. ." He murmured as he pressed his cold lips against the base of my neck. The hair on the back of my neck stood up.

"Who are you? Did you do this?" I choked out, my throat felt tight. He chuckled, a throaty sound.

"Her blood was quite fullfilling, I hope your's will be the same." He said, his voice caused a shiver to ripple through my body. My mother's raspy voice spoke once more.

"Please. . Let her go. . I'll do anything. I beg you." Her eyes looked dead, but her voice held so much determination and hope. The man's lips left my neck, and he moved towards her. So gracefully, he kneeled down next to her.

"And what could you possibly do for me, my dear?" He asked, as he stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. My stomach dropped, at the sight of this evil creature touching my mother. But what could I do?

"Finish me, and leave her be. ." She whispered weakly, the man smiled. Not one of content, but one of malice. He turned to me, an evil gleam in his, and before I could even blink I was on the floor. His strong hands holding me down, my breath hitched in my throat as I felt a sharp pain in my neck. The pain only lasted a second as it replaced with a feeling of pure bliss.

My eyes fluttered closed, as I enjoyed the serene feeling this was giving me. My mother's whimpering voice brought me to my senses. Along with the strange coldness I was feeling, as the warm blood drained from my body. It was then that I attempted to move, but it was like a being held down by a cement. I couldn't move an inch.

"Save my daughter! Please!" My mother pleaded to someone I can only assume that was walking by. Oh mother, no one can save us now. . . The man didn't seemed phased by my mother's plea and kept working at my vein. Little black dots began to invade my vision, as my eyes felt heavy. Again I heard my mother's voice, this time a reply came with it.

"Akito!" A male voice said. The man let my body go instantly, and I fell to the ground with a rough thump. Luckily for me I was merely inches off the ground.

"Ah, Hatori. Come to dine with me?" He asked, I struggled to keep my eyes opened as I focused on the other man. He was tall, taller than the man I assumed was Akito. He was so handsom, He looked a bit older than Akito. One of his eyes was covered by a curtain of hair. The one chocolate brown eye that I did see was full of sympathy as he looked at me now.

"Akito, you can not keep doing this--" He started but Akito's angry voice interupted him.

"Doing what?! Sustaining myself? Do you suggest I die of thirst?" He snapped. Hatori inhaled deep and looked at me once more.

"There are other ways to feed without killing mortals you realize." He said as calmly as he could. Sympathy carved on his beautiful features. "Please Akito, leave them. They've suffered enough." Akito looked conflicted as he looked between my mother and I. Until finally his debating eyes stopped on my mother. I closed my eyes and before I could open them I could hear my mother's muffled cry as he finished her off. The tears that fell down my cheek were cold, I didn't dare open my eyes.

"This one is mine." Akito's smooth voice said, Hatori's voice didn't answer him. His footsteps retreated away from us, and I opened my eyes once more.

"What are you?" I asked the man standing before me.

"A vampire."

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Hope you enjoyed this chapter.

This is gonna be a kyoru,

but kyo doesnt come out just yet. . . so bear with me :

peace,

Sophie.