Prolouge:

When a deep secret is discovered, it is usually painful for all parties involved, and will cause lives to change. This secret is no different, but will wind up changing the lives of several dozen people. This is the story of the Sohma clan, and how their secrete was used to attract COSTOMERS?!

Chapter 1.

It was quiet the beautiful day. It was September 21, the Day that I always felt uneasy. I never knew why, but it just felt like a bad day. I sat up in bed and stretched for a few moments, then sat my feet on the cold hardwood floor and began to put on my uniform. After adjusting the tie, I headed to the kitchen. On the table I saw a bento with a note attached.

"Sorry Haruhi dear. Daddy had to run a few errands before work, so heres your lunch and have a good day."

I took the boxed lunch and sighed. Really, dad spoils me to much. But looking at the neatly packed lunch, I couldn't help but smile. He cared so much for me. Then, I saw it. It was a huge pile of dishes in the sink. I attained several tick marks on my forehead before rolling up my sleavs and getting to work.

A half hour later I sighed and looked at my handywork. The kitchen sparkled as I had scrubbed it from top to bottom. Then as I was preparing to sit down and eat my breakfast, I caught sight of the clock.

"OOOOHHH CRRRAAAAPPPP! I'm going to be LARE!" I stuck the peace of toast in my mouth and grabbed my school bag. This was no the best way to start the day. I ran down the street not even looking where I was going, and ran into someone.

"Ahh Sorry." I looked up and my chocolate brown eyes meeting with crystal blue ones.

"It's ok." The girl said, a smile adorning her face. "Your not hurt are you?"

"No I'm fine, but are you ok?" I looked at her seeing that her uniform was covered in mud and dirt.

"OHHH! Yeah I'm fine. Really, I'm hunky dori. Don't worry about little old me." She said as she waved her hands in front of her and then rested one behind her head rubbing it sheepishly.

Wow what a spaze. "Anyway, what's your name so I can apologize properly." I smiled at her, causing the girl to blush. Oh yeah, I was in my boys uniform, so she must think I'm a guy.

"Tohru." She said shyly.

"Well Tohru, I'm very sorry for running into you, I should have been paying more attention." I smiled again, and Tohru smiled back.

We began walking again, and I found out that she goes to the highschool version of my old school. I also learned that we were the same age. We talked for a while until we reached her school. We said goodbye, and she went inside the main gate. I watched her as she disappeared into the building. I couldn't shake a slight nagging at the back of my head, but hearing a set of bells that I knew signaled it was almost 7, I dashed to get to school ontime. I couldn't afford any tardies, or I might loose the scholarship. I managed to make It to homeroom before the final bell rang. I sunk into my seat and sighed in relief, only to have double trouble head my way.

"Hey Haruhi." They said in unison as they often did. Mimicking each other as perfect mirrors. I sighed.

"Moring Hikaru, morning Kaoru." I said giving them a smile.

"You were almost late this morning, what happened." Kaoru asked.

"Well, I ran into this girl quiet literally, and we began to talk on the way to her school. I got distracted, and before I knew it, it was really late." One look told me exactly what Hikaru was thinkin. "Don't even go there. I don't need you getting ideas." I sighed when I realized it was no use. The gears were already turning in his head. So lucky for me, that sensei decided to come in at that moment and start class.

After class, I gathered up my books and headed for the club room. I sighed when I saw the familiar rose petals flutter out the door. I slipped inside and joined the guys, anticipating another busy day. I was greeted by Tamaki-senpai who tried to hug me, but I ducked and he landed sprawled on the floor. I laughed lightly, and continued to the table to set down my stuff. When I turned around, Hikaru was talking to Tamaki, and I knew by the look on Tamaki's face that Hikaru was spouting whatever bull he came up with this morning. I walked over to the two boys and thumped Hikaru on the head.

"Oww! Haruhi!" he wined in a mock childish voice.

"Stop spreading bull around." I said scoffing. But it was too late. Tamaki-senpai was curled up in the corner in the fedal position and was rocking. "Haruhi has a girlfriend. It can't be."

I sweat dropped at senpai's antics. Then, Hone-senpai offered me some cake and I decided what the heck. I didn't indulge often, and today haad been a little stressful. So the Host Club continued as usual. Or so I thought. As I finished my cake, our youngest host came waltzing in. He started to greet everyone, and then grabbed a piece of cake for himself. Shiro had been away for a while, and It was good to see him. He started a conversation with the twins, and then I looked at the time. It had somehow gotten to be really late. Slow days at the club tended to do that when we were just chillin out. I said my goodbyes to everyone and headed home. The day was finally over, and without incident. It was a relief to me. I headed up to my apartment, and turned the key. When I opened the door, there was an envelope on the floor like it had been slid under the door or something. I took off my shoes and sat my bag down then bent over to pick it up. I turned it over and it read: to Mr. Fujioka. I was surprised. Shouldn't this have gone into our mailbox downstairs? I flopped down on the couch, envelope still in hand, and decided to open it. If it was nothing I needed to know, I would simply reseal it and leave it alone. I gently opened the envelope, and shock overwhelmed me at what was written on the paper.

Dear Mr. Fujioka,

I am sorry for your lose,…

I couldn't read any further for a long had died?! We didn't really know many people, and for someone to write a formal letter, This was seriously strange. After I calmed down, I continued to read.

Your Wife was reported to have been in a terrible car accident and I am sorry to say that she didn't make it out. I am terrible sorry and know that she will be missed. I hope that you will come to her funeral, and that you will come visite us.

Respectfully your's

Dad.

What was going ON? Mom died years ago. And dad never got remarried, and I didn't have a grandfather, so who could "Dad" be. Then, I looked at the date on the letter. This was written two months ago. How is it only her enow? So many questions filled me head as I heard the ddoor squeak open and I hear a "Haruhi!" I hastily reseal the envelope and set it on the coffee table. I make myself look busy, and act like I didn't hear my father. I really didn't know what to think. So I just look up and smile when he enters the kitchen.

"hey dad. How was work." I ask as normally as I can after what I have read.

"Oh same old same old, and I'm incredibly exhausted today. " At that, he flops onto a coution and leans back onto the floor. He spies the letter somehow from his low position and questions me about it. I reply that I found it when I got home today. He frowns a little, and I watch him as he sits up an dgrabs the letter. He is startled when he sees the handwriting for some reason, then anger flashes over his face. This shocks me, but I act like I'm not paying any attention as he opens the envelope and reads it, tears brimming in his eyes, then disappearing as he gets angry again. He crumples up the letter and throws it into the trashcan.

"Sorry Haruhi dear, I am really tired an d should get some rest." He exits the kitchen, and heads to his bedroom. I know dad is lying, but I leave it alone figuring that he'll tell me when he's ready, and if he took to long to do it, well I have a Hmm friend who is a member of the Otori grou[. They have their own private investigation team. I think I can find answers. Normally, I wouldn't ever do something like that, but this was eating at me for some reason, and it hurt that dad didn't want to talk abut it. I decided to just microwave some leftovers and go for a walk. So I ate quickly and changed from my uniform into jeans, a blue and white stripped shirt, and a white vest. I yelled that I was heading out, and slipped on my brown shoes, leaving the apartment to think,

Hey MINA! So I got inspiration to do this story and just had to write it. You guys can thank S.A.O.G for the story inspiration. And, I hope you guys enjoy it.

Just to clear things up though, The story takes place the day before fruit basket begins, and is kinda in the middle of Ouran, not sure, and I am going to get creative with some character conections, so just a warning. Also, I couldn't remember the exact timeline spacing in Fruits Basket, so I took an authors right and made it up. So yeah. R&R and let me know what you think of this premise. Your feedback will help me decide whether or not to publish more chapters of this story, cause I love hearing what you guys think.

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