disclaimer: I do not own fruits basket

Yuki gazed down through the elegant window as he watched his soon to be classmates walk around campus. As he looked down he saw a girl with long brown locks smiling, running up and hugging her raven haired boyfriend. Sharing a kiss.

"Tohru...",he whispered as a smiled formed on his lips. It soon faded as he realized it wasn't her. It couldn't be anyways, she didn't know where he was. And he remembered, she wouldn't go looking for him anyways...

The young man sighed and continues looking down at his soon to be school. It was quite lovley. It had to be, this wasn't a top school for nothing and the tuition sure wasn't for free. Like it mattered, its not like he payed for it. While looking at the schools scenery from a birds eye view, he soon spotted a garden. It was bigger than his secret base. Much much bigger, but it looked so much like it. Almost everything that he looked at reminded him of Tohru. He sat back remembering the times they spent together when suddenly, a professional looking woman came out of the door.

"Mr.Sohma, you may come in now", she said politely with a small reassuring smile. Yuki simply nodded and followed her.

-flashback-

A happy go lucky girl was twirling around in her long brown overcoat trying to catch fallen leaves as they quickly scattered to the ground. She gave a slight laugh at a sight of just a simple thing. The sliver haired boy couldn't help but smile. He watched as she clumsily tripped on a branch and fell into a pile of autumn colored leaves. Yuki started laughing then stop when he realized she wasnt laughing back. He walked up slowly to the scattered autumn mess.

Suddenly, something or someone grabbed his arm and yanked him into the pile of leaves. He was shocked for a moment until he heard fits of uncontrollable giggles come from a young cinnamon haired girl. Yuki laughed with her. Spend time as much as possible with Tohru. He had to. Good things never lasted long for Yuki... never..

"Tohru, its getting late we should go home before those perverts that Shigure told you about come get you", he joked playfully.

She smiled that heart melting smile of hers and giggled a little bit.

"I'm sure my prince would protect me", she said cheerfully as a sliver haired rat smiled and blushed.

There walk home was very slow that day since both of them enjoyed their brief privacy knowing it would be interrupted by a noisy cat and a lazy dog.

Yuki and Tohru had become much much closer as the days went on. After almost a year of calling her Ms.Honda he finally started calling her by her real name. Girls would stare at Tohru shooting death glares wishing they were her. And since Yuki had Tohru, all the guys wanted her. They never even has the slightest thought that Yuki and Tohru weren't together.

At first, all Yuki wanted was someone who can actually give him real love. Like a mother. He wanted someone who could be like a mother to him, since in his childhood it didn't seem like he ever had one. Yuki felt like Tohru was that mother. But, its hard to think of a girl your age as your mother.

That day, the day he spent with Tohru. Was the last moment he would ever feel happiness. Or so that's what he thought.

-end of flashback-

Yuki stepped in a large office. He walked nervously to the chair standing a few feet away from him. He saw the desk in front of him and nobody sitting in the empty chair in back of the large desk. Yuki looked around the room. Almost everything was crimson red. Suddenly the door opened.

"Hello I'm Mr. Sakamoto",the man smiled.

Yuki glanced at the man. He was one of those people who you really couldn't tell what age they were. Between thirty and fifty.

"Hello", Yuki said politely.

"Mr.Sohma, it's not usual for a student to suddenly transfer to our academy in the middle of the school year. But, seeing as how good your grades are I see how you got accepted."

Yuki mumbled a polite "thank you" before being interrupted by the headmaster.

"Even if your grades are good, you transferred unexpectedly and its almost impossible to keep your grades up and more difficult to get honors", the man said seriously.

Yuki nodded. He didn't care about school as much. Why should he care about school when his life was taken away. Or worse, controlled.

I hate writing fanfiction. Well I love writing stories but there's the writers block. Mr.Sakamoto where the hell did that come from :( I'm sorry if some of my sentences don't make sense or if I spell something incorrectly. I have been known to have terrible spelling. Sorry it was so short. I'll try to make the next chapter longer. But I promised I read over and checked! I really hope you like this story but for now.

Ja Ne