Disclaimer: We don't own Fruits Basket! So suing us would be a waste of everyone's time, seeing as how we are broke.

Tirani: More broke than shattered glass.

Keios: No... not THAT kind of broke...

Tirani: Hmmmm. Then... we're more broke than Bush's brain?

Kei: Aaaah. Close, but not quite. His brain can be repaired with a good punch upside the head (as unlikely as it seems).

Tirani: Oooooh! I know! We're broke like a video game disc!

Kei: (truimphantly) Ding, ding, ding, ding! There you go! EVERYONE who has ever owned a cd in their life knows that once it snaps, it is beyond fixing. (wistfully) She broke Virtua Fighter 4 Evolution... Oh, my word...

Tirani: (sympathetically) Oh. Go ahead and cry, Ash. I'll take over from here. Yeah. Where we got the idea for this fic, I honestly don't know. But, apparently, great minds DO think alike since we just finished writing it like 10 minutes ago. Enjoy now!

Chapter 1: Rude Awakening

It was a really pretty spring morning in the outskirts of Tokyo. The sun yawned faintly by shining a dimming its rays briefly before rising with the many plants and animals that lived in the area, including the residents of the Sohma villa. They got up as the warm beams of light hit them, and watched in awe as the brilliant sun began to reveal more of itself. Everyone but one unfortunate Sohma, that is, who woke to what even he himself would not wish on his worst enemy.

"GET THE HELL OFF ME, you BASTARD,"

was the bellow that made them dash in worry towards the source. You can pretty much guess what each person was thinking. If you can't, we'll tell you.

Tohru: "Oh, my word! I hope nobody is hurt!"
Haru: "Damn it! Whoever that was just interrupted my particularly interesting dream about YUKI! Why'd somebody have to scream!"
Shigure: "Just when I was about to finalize my newest plan to torment my editor! Damn that kid! Now I'll never remember it. (whimper)"
Hatori: "What in the... Oh. Wait. I am in the Sohma villa with Shigure, Ayame, Kyou, Yuki, and Haru. What did Ayame do NOW? Uh! Wait. Never mind; I don't wanna know." (rolls over on bed)
Yuki: "That was coming from Kyou-chan's room! Oh, I hope my little uke is okay! ...Wait did I just call him my 'uke!' I must be going crazy!"

Needless to say, the scream was indeed from Kyou's room. Hatori got there first and kicked open the door. Everybody ignored Shigure's automatic lecture about damaging his house. Mainly because it wasn't HIS house. What they saw stunned them to silence.

Ayame and Kyou were snuggling. When they heard the door give way, Kyou shived the snake off of him, and they both caught Yuki's eye. The quiet teen was glowing amethyst as he does every time he gets really angry. But his aura was much more violent than normal and his purple-grey eyes were hardened like steel. Kyou and Ayame looked at each other with horror as Yuki shoved the others out of his way to get to them. Their gulps were very audible as the furious teen stood in from of them.

They were in hitting range.

They had no escape.

Nobody made a move to help them or leave. They wanted to see the fight that was bound to happen. Tohru had even whipped out a bag of popcorn somewhere along the line. That meant one thing, and one thing only.

They were in deep shit.

Keios: Boy! What is it with us writing cliffhangers that are the beginning of something big?

Tirani: Me no know. But I DO know that we're cool, anyway! I had lots of fun writing this! And we can't leave this as a one-shot! I got so many ideas boiling inside of my head, it's ridiculous! And tell me what your muses think, Ash!

Kei: Are you sure want all of them?

Tirani: Hai! Onegai?

Kei: Alright. Will do. But not here. Our fans will think we are even more deranged than we are.

Tirani: Kei, we are a teenage duo that writes shonenai fics for anime, and our names are "Keios" and "Tirani". Nothing we say and or do will make us any more crazy. I promise you that.

Kei: You do have a point. And yes! I agree - we cannot leave this as the one-shot it was meant to be! It will be updated (hopefully) by tomorrow or Friday! So, stay tuned!

Tirani: Review, please!