Hey people! This is my first fanfic ever. I would like to warn you that I've never been that good at writing stories. Just to make that clear. Also, no matter how bad this story turns out to be, no flames, please! Compliments, suggestions, and helpful comments are fine, but I'd rather not get flames. Anything you say about the story that is bad has to be for me to improve the story. No saying the story itself is bad, just tell me what to fix about it. And please review! If you don't, I won't know if anyone is reading this.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket.

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Why am I here?

That was the question that has been running through my mind all day. It's not like I don't know the answer. It's simple, really. My stepmother sent me here. More specifically, my so-called "family" just kicked me out of their house because of my secret. Here's what happened.

-Flashback-

"Hisoka! Come down from your room! I need to talk to you."

"Coming!" I yelled to my stepmother as I was running down the stairs to the kitchen.

"Hisoka, dear, I'm sorry, but I can't deal with your problem anymore. I'm afraid you can't stay here anymore."

"WHAT?! YOU'RE MAKING ME LEAVE?! I'M YOUR STEPDAUGHTER! I'M ONLY FOURTEEN! WHERE DO YOU EXPECT ME TO GO?!"

"Hisoka, I just said I was sorry, but we have no choice. And don't yell at me like that, or I won't send you anywhere. You will have to find somewhere to go on your own!"

"..." It was very hard to keep my mouth shut.

"I've chosen a place for you to go. It's called Kaibara High School. It's in Tokyo. You will be living in an apartment there."

"BUT WHY?! WHY ARE YOU MAKING ME LEAVE? I HAVE NO ONE LEFT TO GO TO, AND I HATE LIVING BY MYSELF! MY WHOLE FAMILY IS GONE! IT'S NOT FAIR! I DON'T WANT TO LEAVE!!!!!!!!!"

"Hisoka! I told you before, you are not allowed to talk about that! And you have no choice! You're going! Now, go pack all your stuff! I'll be up later to make sure you didn't forget anything."

"But--!" I tried to argue.

"No buts! Now go pack! You are leaving in a few days. That way, you can buy everything you need to and say goodbye to your friends. You don't have much time, though, so I suggest you start moving."

"But--!"

"NO BUTS!!! GO PACK BEFORE I PACK FOR YOU!"

"UGH! YOU ARE SOOOO UNFAIR! U-N-F-A-I-R!!!!!" I yelled as I stomped up to my room.

-End flashback-

'I can't believe this! She said I had to go because of my "problem," but by now she should know that my "problem" would let me know what she really thinks. She was letting me stay because I had nowhere to go and Emiko was there. Father would have wanted me to stay. He wouldn't have kicked me out!' "Ugh! I HATE THIS!!!!!"

My so-called "problem," which I prefer to call a secret, is that I can sort-of "read" people. I can sense what a person is thinking and feeling just by looking at them. If the person wants their feelings and thoughts to be a secret, then sometimes I can't "read" them. But it's usually easy enough to tell what a person thinks in that kind of situation without my powers. Also, if I don't care that much about the person's thoughts at the time, my powers don't work well. It's like reading people's minds, except I like to call it "reading" 'cause it sounds better. I have another power, too, but I'd rather not say what that one is, at least not yet. Anyway, that's why my mom named me Hisoka, it means "secret."

Sorry this is short, I'm hoping to have a lot of chapters and I will try to write one every day. Please review and thank you for reading this!