I do NOT own Fruits Basket or the song in any way. Enjoy! By Jessica

Haru - The World Is Black

It was early still. Haru's alarm clock bleeped, telling him to get up. He threw it across the room. Though that did make it shut up, he now needed a new clock. He sat up with a groan and ran his hand through his hair. Another day...the same as yesterday. Wait, today there was no school, it was a little different...

Turn on channel seven at a quarter to eight
You see the same damn thing it's just a different day and
No one really knows why this is happening
But it's happening

Haru stood up, stretched, and got ready for the day. He wore his usual attire of black. His gaudy necklaces hung around his neck and piercings in place. He adorned his boots and jacket, then opened the door to his small house and went into the bleak day.

And everywhere you go it's just a different place
You get the same dark feeling
See the same sad faces
No one really cares that this is happening

As Haru walked he saw people walking along on morning jobs. They seemed oblivious to anyone else living in the world. He seemed to be walking opposite the flow of traffic, but not one person noticed him. He was like a trout swimming upstream, he didn't make a difference.

Haru walked through the 'lower' areas of town. He saw boxes where homeless people lived. Many of them had holes in them, and the people inside looked deathly white. Haru twitched at the stupidity of it all. What the hell was wrong with the world huh?

But we come into this world
We all are the same
In that moment there's no one to blame

He walked through this part of town, then out of it and back into the 'higher' parts of town. He was once again the trout in the river and walked slowly towards the store. He hated all these people, ignoring life around them. Geeze people! Take a break and smell the coffee, better yet, a flower. Watch birds fly for once. All they care about is themselves.

But the world is black
And hearts are cold
And there's no hope
That's what we're told
And we can't go back
It won't be the same
Forever changed
By the things we say, say

Haru bought his new clock, some food, and a new necklace that he would wear sometime in the near future. He put the rest of his money away and walked out of the store. He sighed, the world is bleak. He bought a hot dog 'cause it was about lunch time in his opinion. He then decided to take a walk, after dropping off his things.

He got back to his house, flicked on the lights, and put his things up. Even with the lights on, his house seemed grim. "I guess it's my personality." He told himself and locked the door on his way out.

Living in this place it's always been this way
There's no one doing nothing so there's nothing changed
And I can't live when this world just keeps dying
It's dying

He took a walk, through the downtown area again, and saw a horrible sight. Some lady, that he had never once met before in life, was being robbed. That wasn't the bad part. There was a police car at the corner, this lady was screaming for help, and they didn't move. Haru guessed by the looks on their faces that they were watching a tv...Damn it all!

People always tell me this is part of the plan
That God's got everybody in his hands
But I can only pray that God is listening
Is he listening?

Haru couldn't stop himself, he ran over to the lady and punched the guy who was robbing her. This punch knocked him unconscious. He turned to the lady.

"Here ya go ma'am." He said, handing her the purse. She took it and left without even a thank you. "Damn this place has gone to the dogs..."

We're living in this world
Growing colder everyday
Nothing can stay perfect now I say

Haru walked out of downtown into uptown again. He decided there was to much water for this trout and walked to the park. It was small, but it worked for him when he needed to keep from turning black. He sat on a bench near the center of the park. The sound of cars was soft here.

Birds chirped and flew off from a tree near him. He watched them fly and sighed. The whole world wasn't damned. But these kinds of places were getting more rare. Everyone was cutting down on oxygen and trees. Even him, who became a raging madman from time to time, knew the importance of trees in life!

The world is black
And hearts are cold
And there's no hope
That's what we're told
And we can't go back
It won't be the same
Forever changed
By the things we say, say, say

Haru stood up and walked back into the city. Lights, cars, pollution. Nothing ever changes. He groaned as some guy hit him and kept walking. He made a low growl like noise but shook it off. No one would care. Heck! He could probably commit murder and not get busted!

Haru shook the temptation from himself and continued his walk. What the heck was the point!? He couldn't enjoy himself today! He would rather be in school, where he could at least walk without getting hit. Haru took a glance at the people around him.

We come into this world
And we all are the same
And in that moment there's no one to blame

Every single person around him, all of them, had blank eyes. This told him that they didn't care. They would just take the same routine every day, not giving a rats ass if someone died! Not even his family, or most of them, would care! Maybe Yuki, or Kyo...Momiji would be the first to cry. Tohru, though not part of the Sohma family, would give Momiji a run for his money. But there are only a select few in the world who give a damn anymore.

But we're living in this world
Growing colder everyday
Nothing can stay perfect now I say

Smoke rises from a nearby road, fire trucks blaze past. After a moments glance, the people continue on their way. There wasn't an ambulance, just once fire truck. The sound died away and Haru turned back to walk as he began to get pushed. So maybe he was a bit like this sea of mindless people. He could swim downstream sometimes.

Haru had individuality and he would keep it. His jacket of white blazed as bright as the sun against the crowd of people dressed in gray. As the sun began to set, Haru watched the sunset from his door. The night life of the city was more hectic than the day life. He wouldn't be a part of it any time soon...

The world is black
And hearts are cold
And there's no hope
That's what we're told
And we can't go back
(We can't go back)
It won't be the same
(It won't be the same)
Forever changed
(What will ever change)
By the things we say, say, say

Haru's alarm clock bleeped, telling him to get up. He hit the snooze button and turned over in bed. It was just another day in this damn world. He could sleep in...to bad there's school today...

Turn on channel seven at a quarter to eight
You see the same damn thing it's just a different day
And no one really knows why this is happening