Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket, because if I did, I wouldn't be here now would I?

Author's note: Just a little warning here for younger readers. Don't get into this story, because later on, you shouldn't be reading. I plan on this being a long fic, with lot's of love and 'romance', and many people may not like the romance because it can be counted as a little statitory. Anyway, I don't want to blow it all now . I've got plans...MUAH HA HA HA HA. On with the drama...

Chapter 1. The First Chapter (Couldn't think of a better name )

Monday Afternoon...

"But I don't want to leave! Mom...why do I have to go too...I can take care of myself," A teenage girl with extremely long black hair in braids said, walking to a fancy red sports car and fidgiting with the edges of her dark green school uniform. The car was packed with suitcases.

The woman behind the wheel looked impatient, "Sakura...We've talked about this. Your aunt can't take care of you, and your grandma can barely take care of herself, let alone you. Your father just got a nice new job, and we have a huge house waiting for us when we get there. You remember how beautiful it was."

The girl frowned, getting in the front seat. "He's not my father," she mumbled to herself as the engine roared and the car shot away from her school.

Her school. Her friends. Her old life. Rolling away from her, colliding to the pavement and dissapearing into the black rock. Her face felt hot like it was inflamed with hellfire. She let go suddenly, feeling the thick tears of self pity fall down her face. She had always been a strong girl. Mentally, not very strong physically. She was Sakura Haruma. She had always been prone to illness. According to the doctors, her depression was causing this 'sickness'. That's why they were moving to a new town. She knew her mother lied. She had heard the arguments between her mother and her step-father. He didn't want to leave his job for her. He doesn't care.

Life had always been that way for her, that was, until she met the Sohmas.

Three Days Later...

She was walking down the hallway, getting the usual awkward feeling of being in a new school. She hated her school uniform. So short, but her mother insisted on how adorable it looked on her. She couldn't stand being seen in it. "Psst...hav you seen the new girl?" "She's really pretty." "Hey, look, it's the new girl..." "New girl, over there..." She couldn't take it. She couldn't stand the attention any longer. She bolted down the hallway, her eyes teary and her new books clutched to her chest. She turned a corner...

BAM! She fell back, her rear hitting the tile floor hard. Her books flew down the hallway. She couldn't stand it. She opened her eyes slowly, seeing a orange haired boy in the same condition that she was in. He managed to get to his feet, rubbing his behind. He looked at her rudely, "Hey! Watch where you're going, you fricking idiot!"

She got to her feet, her eyes getting quite teary again. She hung her head low and bowed, "I'm...I'm so sorry. Please...I'm...sorry..."

"There's no need to appologise. It was all his fault," a soft voice said. She looked up, seeing a exceptionally beautiful silver haired youth. She noticed it was a guy as he handed her the books she dropped. "He rounded the corner before you did. I was watching," the boy said, casting a glance at the orange haired boy.

"Yeah. I guess I'm sorry then," the orange haired boy said in a sarcastic tone, "I have to get to class before I'm late..." He trotted down the hallway and turned another corner.

"Oh no! I'm going to be late on my first day!" Sakura said, her voice instantly changing, "I don't even know what class I have!" She opened one of the books and started shuffling papers.

"I can walk you to class if you wish, if you can figure out what class you have next," the silver haired boy said, looking over her shoulder.

"I have...Speech," she said, looking at the paper strangely, "I didn't sign up for that class..."

"What a wierd coincidence then, becasue that's where I'm heading," he said, "Follow me..."

She followed behind silently. She looked out the windows that were on the other side of the hallway. They were on the second floor. She loved seing things from above in another perspective.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I guess I forgot to introduce myself," the boy said, making Sakura jump, "My name's Yuki Sohma. That was my cousin Kyo, back there. If he bothers you again, you can just come and get me. He han really be a pain sometimes."

"He just seemed a little aggravated to me," she said softly, "I mean, I would be too if someone ran into me..." She paused for a moment, looking out the window, "My name's Sakura...Sakura Haruma."

"I'm sure you'd like it here, Sakura," Yuki said smiling, "Here we are." They walked into a room, and Yuki sat down in a desk close to the window.

Sakura followed, sitting behind him, "Um...Yuki, does anyone sit here?"

"No, it's fine, you can sit there if you like. It gets cold here though, sitting so close to the windows," Yuki said, puling out his book, "You need to turn to poetry. We'll be reading that aloud today. Don't be nervous when the teacher calls on you. If you stumble on your words, he'll make you read more..."

Sakura giggled to herself, opening the book. He's so nice...I wasn't expecting anyone to talk to me on the first day. Maybe this won't be so bad...just as long as I don't fall asleep in any classes like last year...

Author: I do hope you enjoyed . It will get better, I promise. Please Review, and I will worship you forever.

Kyo: Next chaper will be full of blood and violence! I can't wait!

Author: At least violence...And secrets will be revealed! I must be off for business now! (runs off to molest Shigure).