A Curse's Upside Chapter 1, a fruits basket fanfic

HI guys! This is my first fanfiction, so i would really appreciate reviewa. I don't even care if they are, 'this sucks', if you do something like that please tell me why.

Otay! ON with the show!!

Kyo:This is a show?

Yuki: Its a saying you stupid cat!

Kyo:Shut up! Its not my fault the author decided to use such a cliched thing, by using us in her introduction!

Yuki: The author owns nothing, Fruits Basket is not hers. The honor goes to Takaya Natsuki!!

Prolouge

A little boy with orange hair, and green eyes was brought before the massive house. He was holding his mother's hand tightly, would look up at her occasionally but she would never look back down at him.

He didn't know why he was here. He knew it an important place to be, and he knew he wasn't important. No one had ever noticed him before They hadn't even really lived with the rest of the family either. They lived outside right on the border. It was always just him and his mom for as long as he could remember. He never really needed a dad either. His mommy was enough.

Just looking at her made him happy.

She had orange hair just like his, just a shade lighter. And she also had the prettiest smile he thought. She was much prettier than any other moms that he had seen. She was fun too, always playing together, til he went to bed and was tucked in by her.

He was so happy.

But today was different. She didn't have a smile, and without her smile, the boy knew something was wrong.

They were led down the extravagant hallway, servants were around every corner. He craned his neck just trying to take it all in. Their soft sock padded feet made no noise as they headed toward the laast door at the end of the hall. It was the biggest door he had seen yet, and it was starting to scare him.

'Mommy? I-I wannna go back.' But she wouldn't even look at him. Not a flicker of the eyes, just a tightening of her lips. She didn't stop or slow down either. She just continued walkig toward the big scary door.

'Mommy?' They had reached the door and now she looked at him. Straitening her skirt she inspected his clothes too for any non- existent wrinkles on his yutaka. He hated wearing the formal Japanese wear but his mom had insisted and in the end he didn't have the heart to deny or make anything to hard for her. He loved her too much.

Finally she knocked and almost instantly the door swung open. And older woman who he supposed was a servant by the way she bowed said, 'Please follow me."

They were brought into a room where an older boy sat. He looked to be about five years older than him. He had black hair that reached to his chin and dark brown eyes that seemed almost black. The older bot smiled at him, but the little boy could see no real warmth in his eyes.

The servant bowed deeply, more deeply than they did for him and his mommy.

'Akito-sama, here is the boy.' The boy inclined his head in acknowledgement than dismissed her with a wave of his hand. She departed the room immediately.

His mom stepped forward to introduce herself but Akito started talking first with a voice that chilled the little boy's bones.

'No need to tell me who you are.' He smiled maliciously, 'my mother already informed me of you and I wish to know no more.' The boy called Akito turned toward him now and smiled once again.

'Hello', he said softly.

He didn't know what to say this little kid had just stopped his mother from talking. His mother loved to talk! Who was this kid? He really didn't like him. But he found himself responding none the less.

'H-hi.." He looked shyly down at his feet.

Akito looked up at his mother, 'The boy is only two years old, am I correct?'

'Almost three,' his mother responded stiffly.

'Hmm,' the older boy looked thoughtful for a moment, 'you may go now.'

His mother's eyes got wide,'NO!'she shouted. 'You can't do this! He is just a boy, a little boy!'

Akito looked at her coldly, 'I can do anything I want. And right now I want you gone.' He snapped his fingers, and two men came and forced his mother out the door and firmly shut it. From outside the door he heard his mother shout one more time.

'Have you no heart?! Its not his fault!' Akito whispered back,'It has nothing to do with heart.'

Akito turned to look at him and he couldn't stop the tears that ran down his cheeks.

'Why did you do that to my mommy!?' he demanded.

'It was just a little misunderstanding, I will go apologize later. I'm sorry' Akito really did look contrite so he decided he forgave him. He sniffed and wiped his nose on his sleeve.

'Well what do you want?' Akito smiled again.

'Why, I just wanted to give you a gift.' At this the little boys wears perked up. A present!? He loved presents! And he never really got them all that often just one during New Years.

'Really?'

Akito chuckled, 'Yes, really. But there is one condition.'

'Anything!'

'You have to accept it.'

Umm, wasn't that the point?

'Uh, okay.'

'Good, you just have to repeat after me. Can you do that for me?'

'Uh-huh!'He was getting excited. This must be a really special gift.

' Okay say this. I freely accept this gift.'

'I freely accept this gift.

'That is given to me by Akito.'

'I choose to bear all that goes with it.'

'And will always carry it.'

'I accept this.'

Suddenly a pain burned it's way throughout the little boy's body, scorching every vein, nerve, and particle of his being. Another presence forced its way into his mind and oppressed his spirit. He finally let out a scream that could be heard throughout the entire compound. It was heard by every family member but was soon forgotten. His eyes were no longer the beautiful clear green that his mother's were, they were now blood red.

Akito dropped a black and white beaded bracelet next to him on the floor where he was curled up. He smiled with malice and bitterness.

'Thank you, Kyou.'

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