Fruits Basket:

I am taking specific scenes and changing them around to add a new character, myself, into the amazing anime Fruits Basket. I am only following the storyline of the television series, and it will be the English Dubbed version of the episodes. If you have any suggestions/comments/concerns, please let me know. If you like it, please tell me and inspire me to write more. Everything will start out pretty slowly in the first few chapters/episodes, but I'm planning on messing with things a little later and making them more original. Again, unfortunately, I will stop on the last episode (26). Hmmm… Who knows? If people like it (a lot) then I might just continue past then, but remember, I will need time and reviews.

If you have any suggestions of an anime you would like for me to do (this way or any other way) just tell me, and I promise I will try my best to do it for you. Also, this is my very first FanFiction post, so constructive criticism is much needed.

Thank you.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket or any of the characters in this story, aside from Yori Seruke (random "main" character). Tohru Honda is still the heroine in this story, but as it progresses, I am hoping to add and focus on much more conflict and romance between other characters. Maybe some action? I don't know. You tell me.

Enjoy! ^_^

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Episode 1:

"Okay! Start talking!" yelled fan girl 1. "What was that all about, Miss Tohru?"

"Why were you walking to school with Prince Yuki? Details, and they'd better be good!" screeched fan girl 2.

"It-it was just a coincidence," pleaded Tohru Honda.

"Well, for your sake, I hope that's all it was!" fan girl 3. "Ha!"

"Every girl in Kaiwara High Class 1-D knows Yuki Sohma's the best looking boy in school…" fan girl 1.

"And he's intelligent…"

"And great at sports…"

"And for your info, we are the Prince Yuki Fan Club! We've got first dibs, sister, so you better stay clear!" fan girl 1.

"Hey!" interrupted Arisa Uotani.

"What?" the three members of the fan club yelled as they quickly turned to face the 5'6" blonde. They weren't expecting the Yankee, and all yelped in fear.

"She said it was a coincidence. Now get lost, before those big noses of yours get bruised." Uo-chan continued in her slightly deep, intimidating voice. The girls jumped back towards Tohru and began to shake in fear.

"Now hold it, Yankee," began fan girl 1. "You're not going to scare us with that street-thug talk!"

"One more word, and you'll all get --- with electric shocks," Saki Hanajima chimed in.

Yori Seruke cringed at the amount of electric energy that surged off of Hana-chan as she threatened the girls. A loud beeping noise replaced the first word after 'get' as Saki spoke, but the rest of the words were heard clearly. Yori had always been sensitive to others' abilities, especially Hana's denpa because of the strength it takes for any person to control something like that. Though it wasn't hard for her to pick up on abnormal things like that, Yori had hardly sensed its use the first time Saki had triggered it because of the amount of total control Hana naturally had over her ability. In little fiascos with the fan girls, or anything really, Yori normally just sat back, reserved, and watched the whole thing go on, usually laughing to herself.

The fan club girls, more afraid of Hana's talent than Yankee's uncanny language, screamed and ran past Tohru, in the opposite direction of the other three girls. Though she was a good two inches shorter than Uotani, Saki was very intimidating.

"Thanks," Tohru said to the girls. "I didn't think they'd ever leave."

"Were those catty little girls bothering you? Aw," Arisa held Tohru in a sympathetic, motherly hug. Then she said aside, "Hana, don't actually shock anyone, okay?"

That annoying little beep again. Yori could tell Hana would have done just the opposite of what Arisa had told her not to, had Tohru not been there. Yori placed her hand on Hana's shoulder and shook her head sarcastically.

"Let's go you guys. Home Ec. is next on the agenda," Yori smiled then rolled her eyes. "As for me, let's just say that I hope we have more than one class together next year."

Yori Seruke was just as old as the rest of the girls in their small group, but she was placed in an upperclassman class because of her outstanding grades and achievements throughout middle school. This year, she was told that she should only be taking only the classes she needed as a basis with the freshmen. The rest of the time, she would be stuck with the older kids. (This is why she doesn't have class with the girls all day long in 1-D, and she does quite a bit of moving around from class to class.)

As everyone walked down the hall, Yori continued to think about Tohru. She had been acting a little strange lately, even Hana had noticed. She will probably confront her about it during their next class, or some other time today. Yankee will join in the conversation as well, when it comes down to it. Maybe it's Yuki Sohma. She was walking to school with him today, but Tohru wouldn't intentionally cross the Prince Yuki Fan Club girls. There is something strange about him though. Yori just knew she wouldn't be able to attend their little confrontation later, so she pulled Tohru aside while the other girls walked into their classroom.

"Tohru, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out today after school. We could stay at my place if your grandfather has other plans for his house tonight."

"Oh. Thank you, Yori, but I am working extra hours tonight," Tohru smiled her innocent smile, but Yori saw through it.

"Alright, Tohru. But if there's anything that you might need to talk about, don't hesitate to come to me." Yori tried never to invade anyone's privacy, no matter how badly she wanted to know about what was on that person's mind. She usually just left the conversation at what point she felt was best for that other person.

"Okay. Thank you, Yori," Tohru smiled again, then walked into her classroom, cheerful as ever.

Seruke waited a moment before she walked away. Slowly walking toward her next class, alone, she began to wonder what the cute little Honda could possibly be going through. About four months prior to the beginning of the school year, she had lost her mother.

Being an orphan. Yori couldn't even imagine. Kyoko Honda was one of the nicest, most loving, most caring people anyone could have ever met. Yori and the other girls were actually very honored to have gotten to know her over the years they had grown to love Tohru.

I wish you were here now, Kyoto. I worry about how your loss has effected Tohru. I know the other girls and I have missed you dearly, but we stay strong for her. Please look after her and help her with anything that she might be going through. She's a strong girl, Mrs. Honda. Yori laughed at herself. What am I saying? She's your daughter. She's very strong. We love her for that. We love you for that.

Seruke turned into her classroom with a little smirk on her face, then took her seat. She looked out the window and inhaled. Today's going to be a good day.

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"Mom! Mom, I'm coming!" Despite Yori's previous thoughts, at midnight that night, a scream awoke her from a dead sleep. She shot up to a sitting position and gasped.

"Tohru?" she whispered to herself. Seruke looked out the window next to her bed, and felt the chill of the night air on her damp face. Her skin felt as if her blood was going to boil over and out of her face. A gust of wind blew through the window, and the cool air actually stung her skin this time. She touched the back of her hand to her forehead. A fever? I never get fevers. She looked outside again. Tohru?

The lights of the street below briefly blinded her, but she continued to stare out the window. She got on her knees and stuck her head outside, looking down both sides of the streets, searching for Tohru. Searching for anyone. Her breathing began to even out as reality quickly filled her mind. "Just a dream." But it was so real… No one was in the streets, not even a single car. Kyoko? she questioned herself. If it were Tohru screaming, she would be screaming for Kyoko. Did something happen to Tohru? No. She shook her head. Just a dream.

Yori slowly got out of bed and crossed the room. As she entered the bathroom, she looked in the mirror and twisted the knob on the sink. Yori stuck her hand under the fall of water to test the temperature, then filled her palms with ice cold shards of wet sparkles. The light from the open window's street lights glistened off of the freezing surface in her hands; she admired the beauty of it. You should really stop worrying so much.

The splash on her face woke her up a little more than she had hoped. Grabbing a towel off of the stand next to the sink, Seruke turned off the water with one hand. She dried off her face and hands, and looked in the mirror.

"I should really get back to sleep…" After throwing her towel on the side of the sink and making a wet washcloth for her forehead, she walked to her bed and did just that.