Mitzuki: Well, a fanfiction about the Sohmas after the curse had been broken…
Hiro: (dripping with with sarcasm) Oh WOW! How AMAZING!
Mitzuki: …DON'T YOU SARCASS ME!!!!
Hiro: (looks innocent) Now why would you think that?
Mitzuki: (sighs) I don't own Fruits Basket, but please enjoy anyways…
Hiro: (snickers)
Mitzuki: (boots him out the door)
The curse had been lifted…
but will the Sohmas
accept the freedom they've been given?
Chapter 1
"Tohru! Hey, Tohru!"
Honda Tohru turned around to see her two best friends, Uotani Arisa and Hanajima Saki, hurrying towards her.
"Uo-chan! Hana-chan!" she smiled, slowing her pace to let them catch up. Uotani ran up, waving a piece of paper. Hanajima strolled slowly behind, but quickened her pace when she saw Tohru.
"How are you feeling, Tohru?" Uotani peered at her worriedly, drawing her into a hug. Hanajima lay her hand on Tohru's shoulder, also giving her a small hug.
"I'm fine, thank you," Tohru reassured them, "my cold is gone and my back healed better than Hatori-san thought it would."
Hanajima smiled, then took the paper from Uotani and handed it to the brunette.
"It's the senior prom," she said in her soft yet eerily creepy voice, "we're all supposed to come with a date."
Her eyes glinted at the word 'date' and Uotani's eyes danced with laughter. The blonde teased her friend playfully about Kazuma-san, the latter returning her mockery calmly with the mention of a certain Kureno, until they noticed that Tohru had not made a single noise. She simply stared blankly at the paper, unaware of the concerned looks from her friends.
Hanajima nudged her.
"Tohru-kun?"
Tohru suddenly snapped out of her trance and looked wildly from one friend to the other.
"H-hai?" she stuttered, her words ending in a slight squeak as she noticed the suspicious glances that her two friends exchanged. Uotani draped a hand over her shoulder and asked if anything was wrong, her face unbelieving as Tohru shook her head.
"No…" she said meekly, and shook her head again.
"Nothing at all…"
Tick.
Tick.
Tick.
Tohru stared as the minute hand inched closer to the end of the day. She sighed, the teacher was still trying to convince the class that a small pop quiz next class would be fun, with half the students standing up and waving their fists as they protested. The rest, like Tohru, were in their seats, either ignoring what was going on, or intently watching the show.
The small brunette looked from student to teacher to student until... BRIIIIIIIING!!!
The loud chime of the bell interrupted and brought an end to the discussion. Tohru slowly closed her textbook, slipping it carefully into her bag. A creamy white piece of paper fluttered out, which she recognized as the invitation to the prom that Hanajima and Uotani had given her earlier that morning. She felt her face heat up as she remembered what Hanajima had said as the paper had been handed over. We're all supposed come with a date…
A face flashed in her mind, a shock of orange hair with bright eyes of the same hue, the all-too familiar scowl… Tohru shook her head frantically, trying to clear the image out of her head. The offending piece of paper was shoved non-too-ceremoniously into her bag as she rubbed her cheeks, trying in vain to get rid of the uncomfortable flush.
Giving up, she picked up her bag and walked to the door, just as she was about to step out, a hand grabbed her shoulder, startling her. She whirled around and found herself looking at the owner of the face that had been swirling around in her head just a few minutes ago. Sohma Kyo raised an eyebrow at her questioningly, then asked, "You going home?" Tohru nodded and smiled, and after a bit of hesitation, invited him to join her, "Umm, w-would Kyo-kun like to come t-too?"
Kyo looked surprised, then slipped past her without giving an answer. Tohru felt bewildered and slightly hurt, but then he turned around.
"Well, what're you waiting for?" he frowned at her impatiently, and walked off. Tohru stood there, watching him as her heart pounded. She smiled, then ran to catch up with the orange-haired boy.