Hello. I'm Aurora, my friends call me Roro-chan or Rora-chan. I'm pleased to say that I have figured out how to work this website and I am now publishing my first fan fiction! Okay, so I was just surfing the web and i stubbled upon this site. I have a whole bunch of fan fictions that I've been writing before I found this website, so I'm fully prepared!

And just to tell you, my all time favorite character is Kyo Sohma! Any other girl that loves Kyo, step up and message me!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Fruits Basket or any of it's characters.

Claimer: I DO own Takiashi, Amy, thou!

Chapter 1: Black Nails and Hatsuharu

I walked into the school, wishing I didn't have too. I heard people giggling and whispering as I walked by. I don't have friends and the only time anyone has ever talked to me, is when there making fun of my hair or something. I can't blame them thou. My hair is pink and super long. President Takei always yells at me about it, saying I shouldn't have dyed it such an unnatural color, but it's not dyed. It is natural. My whole family has unnatural hair colors. My name is Takiashi, Amy. I'm sixteen and go to Kaibara High, class 2-D.

I walked to my locker and put in the combination. 6-45-79. It popped open so simply it made me almost cry. Why couldn't I make friends like that? Why couldn't things be that simple?

"Oh, look at pinky," Chelsea laughed, walking past me with her little group. Chelsea was a mean girl, and she picked on me the most. She picked on me so much, everytime she said something, I felt tears come to my eyes. This time was different. I just sighed and went straight to class.

When I walked into the room, Shiraki-sensei came up to me. A look of concern spread across her face.

"Miss Takiashi, it's come to my attention that you don't do as well with work as you used to," she said crossing her arms. "Why is this?"

I blinked. "I don't know..."

"You used to get A's and now you get D's. You were so excited on your first day of school and now you look so depressed," sensei went on. "I'm worried about you."

I bowed. "Thank you. I'll try harder, I swear." I walked away, leaving sensei to wonder.

Probably wondering why my hair is pink.

I sat down behind a girl with long, wavy, black hair. She was really pretty, but looked scary. I looked at her nails. Black.

"Hey," I said tapping her. She turned and looked at me.

"Yes?"

"I love your nails!" The girl smiled.

"Really? Your a fan of black?" She asked, turning around in her chair.

"Yes, I am. I can't believe you have the courage to paint them black in school."

"Well," She said smiling at me. "I can't believe you have the courage to die your hair pink."

I chuckled nervously. "This is my natural color..."

The girl put a hand out to me. "Hannajima, Saki. What is your name, oh dark one."

"Takiashi, Amy." I said shaking her hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

After class, I went out the room and looked around. People stared at my hair and laughed. When I walked, I looked at the ground. Suddenly, I bumped into someone and fell down. People started whispering as my books scattered.

"Hey, you need help?"

I looked up to a handsome boy with white hair. He had black layered under it and alot of peircings. He was a such a beautiful sight.

"Uh, yea." I answered, pushing the hair in my face behind my ear. He bent down and started to pick up my books. He stared at my hair the whole time.

"What?" I asked, waiting for him to say an awsome little joke about my hair.

"Your hair is... (here it comes) so... cute."

I blushed and we both stood up.

"What? Are you serious?" I thought, as he laughed.

"Never had a hair compliment before?" He asked.

I shook my head. "No one likes my hair."

He smiled, and bowed.

"I'm Sohma, Hatsuharu."

I bowed. "Takiashi, Amy."

I ended up staying at school alot longer than I intended. Hatsuharu and I spent a couple hours together. I talked about President Takei, and how he's always messing with me about my hair.

I looked at the sky. It was getting dark. I took out my phone. 8:46.

"I have to get home. My parents must be worried," I smiled. "I'll see you later."

I started walking and he grabbed my arm. I looked back.

"Let me walk you home. It's getting late, and I'd feel terrible if something bad happened to you."

I smiled. "Okay. You can meet my parents and my sisters!"

When we got to my house, I opened the first door. Katelyn came up to me. She has pink hair, like me, and gold eyes. (I have green eyes). She looked at me, and then Hatsuharu.

"Who is that?" she asked, staring at him.

"This is my new friend, Sohma, Hatsuharu-san. Haru, this is my sister Katelyn-chan. she's fifteen, and she's going to school with us next year."

"Oh, I don't go to that school," Haru said, making my jaw drop.

"Then why were you there?"

"I wanted to see someone, but I bumped into you. I didn't think I would meet anyone and hang out with them all day."

Katelyn's eyes widened. "You hung out with him all day?"

I nodded, as my older sister, Karren, came over to use. She has red hair and blue eyes. She's twenty and in college. She leaned against the door, and smirked.

"How is that? Your boyfriend?" She asked playfully. I blushed.

"No, of course not! Why would you think that?" I asked annoyed. She looked down and looked down after her.

We were holding hands!

I squealed and let him go. He cocked his head.

"Your the one who grabbed my hand, remember?"

I put a finger to my chin, and thought.

"Hatsuharu-san, your going too slow!" I whinned, as he sighed.

"You must be really excited for me to meet your family, huh?"

"Super," I cried out, "Now let's go!"

... And then I grabbed his hand...

I laughed, nervously. "Oh, yea... Hehe, I forgot..."

I walked in the house, and Haru shut the door. We slipped out of our shoes, and walked threw the door into the house. You see, we have a room before the door for coats and shoes and umbrellas.

When we went into the house, my mom smiled.

"Who's the boy?" She asked.

"Sohma, Hatsuharu-san. He walked me home..."

My mother has pink hair and blue eyes. She smiled and stood up. She had a white kimono with yellow and pink ribbons sewed all over it, with a light purple obi. Haru bowed at her.

"It's a pleasure to meet you," He said kindly.

"Yes it is." My mother smiled. She looked at me. "Your father is looking for a nice house for you. I don't understand why you want to live somewhere else," she said sadly.

"Because," I smiled, "I don't want to be a burden on you anymore. I also want to just be free," I looked at her sad smile. "I'll visit you, I promise."

I hugged her. "I know, I know," she said, looking at Haru.

"I still don't want her to live alone... do you know a place that would be glad to take her in?" She asked.

"Well," Haru put a finger to his chin. "There is one place..."

And that's how it happened...

Please, Please, Please Reveiw and tell me if this is a good start. ***Thanx*** Rora-chan!