Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket, if I did I wouldn't be a poor college student, now would I?
Please be aware of yaoi and all that good jazz. Please don't say I didn't warn you~~
This is my first Fruits Basket story. Be gentle.
[Kyo's POV]
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That sound. That simple sound was going to drive me completely up the wall. Slowly the muscles in my neck tugged to turn my attention to the cause of the mind throbbing sound.
The rat. Of course.
With his elbow resting on the desk, his palm held up his pointed chin as he gazed out the window. His other hand was busy, nimble fingers pulled the pencil he held up before letting it slip out of his hold, the rubber end bouncing against the surface of his desk.
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"Will you stop it? Some of us are trying to finish our tests." Hissing, I slowly turned back to my test. Nearly half of it was blank and time was running out, damn that rat distracting me from my work! Gah, he always got under my skin, stupid…
"Some of us are already finished…" A soft voice murmured from the desk to my left, the pencil I held broke as I felt my body jerk towards him. Something inside me snapped, I was used to this feeling. Rage.
My hand found the front of his shirt with no problem, wrenching him out of his chair until our faces were inches apart.
"YOU GONNA SAY THAT AGAIN?!" Shrieking, I felt my elbow pull back as my fingers curled automatically into a fist.
Oh yes, this was going to be sweet. I could almost taste the victory that was surly going to be mine. How would that stupid rat escape me now? Tugging on his shirt, I made sure that he was still in my clutches.
This was going to be perfect…
"KYO SOHMA!! YOU LET HIM GO RIGHT NOW!!!" Shit, the teacher had finally noticed a ruckus in his class room and decided now would be the perfect time to look up from his book.
Lips pursed into a frown as my arm slowly dropped from its cocked position. But my grip on his shirt remained as I gazed into his indifferent violet eyes.
We stood there, my breath finally settling down as the class eyed us.
I felt him move, a cold something brushed against the hand that held him tightly. His fingers tugged at mine roughly, trying to fight my fingers out of their hold. "Let go cat…"
His whisper barely reached me as I kept my eyes and hold on him.
No. This wasn't over, it would never be over until my fist hit that stupid smirking face.
Ding-dong-ding-diiing
The ringing of the school bells shocked me out of fantasies of beating the shit out of that scrawny rat when it hit me.
Fingers slipped from the front of his shirt to twist among my orangey locks. Tugging on the tresses, a growl escaped my chest. "Fuck, my test…!!!"
[Yuki's POV]
The cat was lagging behind us as usual, I could hear him grumbling after us. Although the words were mashed together, every now and then I could pick up something about his test and about a stupid rat.
Turning my curiosity from his rants, I gave my attention to Tohru who pranced happily at my side, her bag swinging dangerously around as she celebrated the finishing of today's exams. Spinning out, she ended up in front of us, stopping momentarily to grab at her head.
"Is everything alright, Miss Honda?" Lifting my brows, I questioned her actions.
"Eh? Oh! Oh, I am fine!! Thank you for worrying about me…Just dizzy. " Nodding excitingly as she explained herself to us, well to myself, to be more exact since Kyo was still a few paces behind us.
"I'm just happy we finished our exams, I do hope we all passed." She paused in deliberation before pumping her fist in the air. "I know we did!!" I noted that Kyo made no move to inform her of his incomplete test.
"Come on, I'm hungry!!" The cat, it would seem had finally caught up to us. Stalking past us, his hands found their way shoved deep into his pockets. The tone of his voice didn't even seem to phase Tohru who nodded and quickly ran after him, leaving me to only stare after the pair.
Blowing out a soft sigh, I wondered how she put up with his nonsense. If I was her, I would have knocked his lights out, with all those demands. Shigure too…
Speaking of that certain dog, the tall figure stepped out onto the porch to wave to us. "Yes, it is I, your father figure, Shigure taking time out of his busy working schedule to welcome you all home!!"
Clasping his hands together against his chest, his eyes sparkled. Tohru threw herself in front of him to thank him rapidly for welcoming us, but assuring him that he should be busy with is work, not with welcoming us home. Her cheeks always flushed bright pink when she thought she was hindering someone from doing something they should otherwise be doing.
"Oh, my Tohru, my pretty house wife, work has caused me to become famish, please, do you think you could make me something to eat?"
My fists clenched, I hated how he spoke to her like that, like she owed him something. She owed him nothing, she was her own person.
As my lips parted to disagree with Shigure, Kyo stepped forward and pointed a long finger at him. "SHE AIN'T YER WIFE!! SHE HAS HER OWN MIND!"
Tohru paused at the entrance to the house, shaking her head quickly to disagree with. "Oh no no no no! I can do it, don't worry…please don't fight over me!!" With a tiny squeak she escaped into the innards of the house, probably to make that smug dog something to eat.
[Kyo's POV]
Tohru's squeak brought back a certain memory of a certain dirty rat who made me not be able to complete my exam. I could feel the hair stand up on the back of my neck as I turned to face the rat.
Yuki's eyes weren't focused on mine, instead they gazed at the doorway that had been once inhabited by Tohru before she had ran inside to prepare the meal. He must have felt my lethal glare, his eyes soon slipped down to stare back into mine.
His eyes weren't full of raw emotion like mine always were. They were dull, as if he was uninterested with our fight or with anything in general.
I guess I never noticed how much he guarded his emotions. I didn't know why he bothered, its probably what made him sick all the time, to be so bottled up.
Gah, why am I putting so much thought into the stupid rat?! Who cares if he gets sick?
My fists raised slowly. "Come on ya stinking rat. I gotta pay you back for my exam!" The corner of my lip tugged into a smirk as I kept my gaze on him.
His fist's came fast. It almost startled me, there was no usual complaints that he was too busy to fight a good-for-nothing cat, none of our usual banter. Good. That's the way I like it. No words. Just motions.
Dodging out of his fist's path, I extended mine out rapidly trying to get a blow. Too bad his reached my face first. I hadn't realized he had hit his mark until I felt the sting and saw him pull back quickly. A sneer played onto my lips as I watched him dart away.
Although my fists reached a devilish speed, Yuki danced around them, avoiding them with a graceful ease. Damn it. I just want to land one fucking punch on that pretty little face of his. Damn that…wait…
Pretty?
Did…did I really just say that?
Arms fell like lead at my side as my movement stopped, I could feel my face contort to a look of repulsion. Yuki didn't seem to take a notice at my sudden lack of movement because his fist met my face, the impact of the punch sent me skidding across the grass onto my back.
Blink.
A shadow formed over me. Glancing up from behind the orange hair that fell into my face, I could see him staring down with me with a lack of interest, his hands resting on his delicate hips. "If you are going to challenge me, keep your head in the game."
Moments passed before his weight shifted onto his left leg and he turned himself around. Running a hand through his hair, Yuki stepped into the house leaving me sitting there with a shocked look on my face. As the confusion slowly slipped away, anger returned to its rightful place.
"YAH YOU BETTER RUN YOU DAMN RAT. I'LL KNOCK YOUR BLOCK OFF NEXT TIME!!!"
Author's note: I hope you enjoyed it. Leave me comments & suggestions, please. I like to hear from you guys.
I've only seen the anime and read things online, so please be gentle with any mistakes or anything I may make.