Hello, DarkChevalierAngel here! This my very first fanfiction, and I am proud of myself. I will have Author Notes up at the beginning and ending of every chapter. At the beginning is anything you should know before hand, and the theme, rating, characters, and POV!

Theme: Siblings

Rating: T, for mild language, and progressive violence

Main Characters: Kyo And Arisa

P.O.V: You shall know all, so it shall be third person omnicent.

Chapter 1: Portrait Worthy Siblings

"D**n it, woman!"

"What. Orangey? Can't you see I'm thinking here? Why are you getting worked up?"

"I'm getting worked up because of your 'thoughts' Yankee!"

Kyo Sohma slammed the palms of his hands down onto his school desk, and glared ahead. In front of his row, and one seat to his left sat the object of his frustration. Arisa Uotani, or otherwise known as Uo-chan, smirked at him. For the last ten minutes, Kyo had, to his dismay, had to listen to her, Tohru, and Saki Hanajima discuss the men they interacted with in a daily basis. They had started with 'Prince' Yuki, saying what he reminded them each of.

"Yuki-kun reminds me of a prince!" Tohru exclaimed, and nodded her head wildly, her hair starting to frizz.

"Really Tohru? Huh, he reminds me of a celebrity. Quiet, pensive, never lookign you in the eyes...a real stick sometimes." Uo said, and patted Tohru's hair smiling wryly.

"Celebrity?" Tohru's eyes took on that dream like quality, as if she was imagining Yuki and flashing lights around him.

"Well, yeah! The way he can always throw those smiles around, and those stupid fan girls of his will just swoon with joy. But you can tell it's not his real smile." Uo said, and leaned back in her chair. Suddenly the ar shifted, and it got a bit colder. The Sohmas felt a chill run up their spine.

"I suppose you are right. Yuki-kun….reminds me of a mouse." Hanajima finally said, from her corner. It was always so dull, and dark around her. It was very disconcerting.

Tohru, Yuki, and Kyo all seemed to deflate, physical and mentally, at this statement. Saki Hanajima had a way of knowing things that scared the Sohma's who came into contact with her, to no apparent end. Yuki was the first to regain his composure, having only paused in his pencil twirling to be shocked, then resume as if nothing had happened. Kyo, on the other hand, had gaped at her, and narrowed his eyes at her. She really freaked him out, with her "Dempa Waves" and how she watched them all the time.

Tohru had put her head on her desk, but quickly sat up, waving her hands around. "Um…okay, Momiji-chan!"

Hanajima shrugged lightly, you almost couldn't see it. "He reminds me of a small child, even if he is but one year behind us."

Uo-chan hooted. "Ha! He IS a small child. I'm not sure, he reminds me of a kangaroo. In a way. He's here, then BAM!" She clapped and pointed to her right, at Kyo. "He's there, and harassing some unfortunate soul. Oh, wait, Kyo's not unfortunate. It's rightly deserved."

Kyo bristled. "What did you say Yankee?"

Uo smiled. "I said that you rightly deserve it...carrot top."

"Carrot top?" they all repeated. That was new, she never called him that. Tohru blinked, and Yuki arched an eyebrow. Saki just sat quietly in her seat. But Kyo, he narrowed his eyes, and looked out the window, letting them continue.

"Haru-chan?" Yuki spoke up, trying to get the ladies back on task. They all remembered and started talking again

Uo chuckled "Haru? He's something else. He's either dead quiet, or raging mad, like a bull. I do love to anticipate it however"

Yuki broke a grin, at this and Tohru smiled brightly. If only Uo-chan knew…

"He is very wise, wise beyond his years." Hanajima said.

"H-Haru is very bright! He is very diligent in his school work!" Tohru spoke up.

"Yes, when he does his schoolwork, mind you." Yuki said, and smiled at Tohru.

Kyo, through it all, had been glaring at Uo, and using all of his nonexistent will power not to yell at the girl.

She is so rude! HOW can she call herself a lady, when she acts so ignorant! She's loud, unthoughtful, headstrong, stubborn, and just out right rude! Wait…that sounds a lot like myself. Nooo, SHE. IS. HORRIBLE!

"Kyo-kun!" Tohru said happily, and clapped. "He reminds me of himself! There's no one like him!"

"He is very conflicted on the inside." Hanajima said.

"Ha! Orangey reminds me of a cat. Simple as that. He's lazy, finicky, and sharp tongued like one too!"

"D**n it, woman!"

"What, Orangey? Can't you see I'm thinking here? Why are you getting worked up?"

"I'm getting worked up because of your 'thoughts' Yankee!"

Kyo looked at her, and stood up, narrowing his eyes into cat like slits. He was getting so worked up, and that was never good. The blonde girl was very lucky Tohru was right next to him, other wise Kyo might have hit her. Said girl was sitting next to him, and waving her hands nervously in front of her chest. She had her eyes closed, and smiled a very unconvincing smile.

"Um, Kyo-kun? You don't have to yell at Uo-chan. She just….um…..oh my…..Kyo?"

Kyo glared at her. Uo-chan stood up, and pinched his cheek.

"What's the matter? Don't like what I said?"

Kyo grabbed her shirt front, and she, his. They were glaring at each other, and you could feel the tension leak from every pore in their body.

"You know d**n well I didn't!" He yelled in her face, and she slammed his head into a desk.

"Don't yell at me! And I DIDN'T know, that's why I asked you idiot!" she replied, pressing her elbow into his cheek, driving his face into the table.

As they fought their daily battle, throwing insults of, "I ought to beat you up Yankee", and "Don't make me shave you kitty!" Yuki Sohma sat in his chair and sighed. The fights were so normal in fact, if they didn't argue, there was something seriously wrong. They remind me of siblings. Very competitive, high emotion siblings. Yuki looked at them then, and had to smile. The picture was perfect. It was Arisa holding Kyo in a head lock, and smiling down at him. Kyo was pouting, and had his arms crossed, looking beat, and angry.

"They're portrait worthy." Yuki mumbled to himself, and smiled, before looking down, and twirling his pen.

A/N: So, how do you think I did for a first fanfiction? Your reviews, suggestions, comments, and feeback are all appreciated. Please no flames. I do not wish to hear anything negative unless it is Constructive Criticism. Any questions you have, may be asked in your review as well! Thank you, and please, by all means, click Review!