Hello everyone! I have finally started my first fanfic since joining! I've always been too lazy to write, but now I have! Now, as for the story, I must warn you, the F- word, B-word, and S-word are all used in this story. And every other curse word i can think of. Also, there will be some KyoxTohru, and some YukixMachi, even though Machi may not even be included in this story. There may also be some OOC -ness in this story, because I like to bend things and twist them to fit my own purposes. Sorryt! But its my story! There will NOT be any yaoi or lemons in my story, or any of my other upcoming stories, because I'm not much of a yaoi/lemon fan. I may read other people's yaoi/lemon, depending on how gross it is, but I will NEVER write it. Well, at least, not at this moment. Now, ENJOY!

Disclaimer: I sadly do not own any part of Fruits Basket whatsoever, nothing except the plot to this story. If i did, Tohru would have been badass like her friend Arisa, and she would have red hair. Why red? Because. The color is awesome on anime characters.

Yuki

The whole thing started out as a normal trip to the Sohma vacation house. Tohru had suggested that we take a vacation for the winter break, and Shigure had loudly agreed with her. Kyo simply made a grunt of approval. Figures, since Tohru was the one to come up with the idea. I didn't care either way about where we went, or what we did for vacation, so I had no problem with Tohru's idea.

After making some arrangements, and having Shigure harass Hatori to borrow the car, we were on our way there the next day.

The ride had been relatively quiet for a while, mainly because Tohru and Kyo had fallen asleep on each others shoulders in the back seat. It had been snowing hard for several hours now, and I was half asleep myself.

"Heh heh, Yuki-kun, don't they just look cute together?" Shigure giggled as he asked me the question.

" Shouldn't you focus a bit more on driving, Shigure?" I was a bit worried about having him drive in such bad weather. He was he kind of driver that would eventually drive us all over a cliff if he wasn't paying attention. He really sucks at driving.

" I have to admit though, they kinda do." I answered his question with a sigh. I turned around to look while Shigure watched in the rearview mirror.

" Waaa, they're adorable!" Shigure whispered to me. I rolled my eyes.

Inwardly, I was smiling. I couldn't help it when I saw their sleeping faces side by side. Tohru was leaning on Kyo's shoulder, with her head snuggled in the crook of his neck. Kyo's head was resting on top of Tohru's, with strands of his orange hair covering his face. They both had a peaceful look on their faces. They really were adorable together, but I would've rather tear my eyes out before I admitted that to anyone, let alone Kyo.

"How much longer will it take?" I asked. I was tired of looking at nothing but trees and snow, and we seemed to be in the middle of nowhere.

"We'll get there soon. You worry too much Yuki." Shigure said.

It was at that time when the car decided to make a loud groan before it died on the road.

"Umm... that wasn't supposed to happen." Shigure said in the silence that followed.

"Shigure. Did you put gas in the car before we left?" I asked in a low voice. I was ready to explode.

"Oh yeah... I don't think I did..." Shigure replied in a tiny whisper. He knew what was coming next.

" YOU COMPLETE IDIOT! WE'RE STUCK IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE!" I yelled. I never really ever yell, but who wouldn't in a situation like this?

"Hn...?" a drowsy Kyo woke up from his sleep. "..Whasswrong?" His sleep clouded dark red eyes locked onto mine.

"Nothing, if you don't mind being stuck in the middle of nowhere in freezing snow." I was fuming by this point. I mean, for all we know, we could die out here!

Kyo just picked his head up and blinked sleepily at me. Sensing that fact that Kyo's warm head was missing, Tohru also woke up. It was clear that they were both tired, but I didn't care at that moment.

"IM SORRY! I FORGOT! DON'T KILL ME!" Shigure whined.

"YOU BIG FAT FOOL! WATCH US ALL DIE OUT HERE!" I screamed back.

"Hey..." Kyo interrupted. " Shut up."

" You know, we actually aren't that far away from the house, you know." Shigure said.

"Well, why didn't you say so before?" I glared at him.

"You wouldn't let me talk, that's why!" Shigure shot back.

Meanwhile, Tohru just sat in the back and quietly watched the whole thing unfold.

"So I guess we start walking!" and with that, Kyo put on his coat, opened the door, and got outside. "Hurry up already! Its not like I know where the place is, or anything!"

We had been walking for an hour before we had gotten to the house. The sky was starting to get dark, and the sun was going to set soon. We all stood in a line in front of the house, with our bags resting in the snow. It was a little cottage type house, covered in snow, and surrounded by a forest of trees.

"Its beautiful!" Tohru stood in front of it in awe. I had to agree, it did. It was painted a light yellow colour, with a white veranda.

"Well, time to get comfortable!" Shigure chirped, and with that, he pranced into the house like an insane person.

"Hold on there," I said, "Someone has to get the car from off the side of the road."

"Aww. Its cold and snowy, Yuki. I don't wanna."

"Well, I'll be damned if you leave it there in the snow." I argued with him. " Go somewhere and find some gas for it, and don't come back until you do! Aren't you supposed to be the responsible one?"

"Fine, fine," Shigure surrendered with a sigh. " I'll be back soon, and don't do anything crazy while I'm gone!" He grabbed his coat and headed out the door.

A few moments later, Kyo decided to head outside and look around for a while, and investigate our surroundings.

"Come back safe Kyo-kun!" Tohru called after him.

"Don't worry about me, Tohru!" he called behind himself.

"Try not to do anything stupid either!" I called to him.

"Go screw yourself, ya rat!" he yelled.

Now that I look back on that moment, I see that a whole lot of the horrible things that came afterward, could have been avoided if we had only told him not to go that day.

KYO

I never really expected to find anything in the trees that day. I just felt like taking a walk around, and I didn't really care where I went. I had gone a good distance away from the house, when I had heard people arguing a few feet away. From the voices, I could tell that one of the arguing people was a woman, and the other was a man. The voices seemed to come closer and closer, until they were standing in a clearing, practically in front of me. I probably should have left while I was unnoticed, but it struck me as odd that there would be two people arguing in the middle of the woods. I did the logical thing at the moment, and hid behind a tree.

"No!" the woman yelled. "I can't stand you anymore! I swear, if it wasn't for you and your idiot ways, we wouldn't be stuck out here in the first place!" and with that, she threw a pile of snow at the man in anger.

"Oh c'mon! You're the one who did this! If you weren't distracting me while I was driving, then we wouldn't have taken the wrong turn!" the man retaliated.

I peeked behind the tree at the pair. Both the woman and the man seemed to be somewhat middle aged. The woman had shoulder length brown hair, and she seemed to be medium height. Also, she didn't look that ugly for a middle aged person. The man was large and kinda tall, and was carrying around a shovel. He had short grey and black hair, a moustache, and damn, he looked creepy!

"Oh please! Maybe if you didn't drive that piece of crap that you call a car, in the middle of winter in the mountains, then maybe it wouldn't have broken down out here!" she snarled. "So much for a 'relaxing vacation'!"

"Oh shut up, ya bitch! All you do is complain! Just shut the hell up!" the man had started to turn red with anger.

"Damn it! All you do is yell like a controlling bastard! Do you ever take responsibility of anything?This is why, as soon as we get out of here, I'm filing for a divorce! Fuck you!" she screamed back. "And why the hell are you hauling around the damn shovel we had in the car trunk? Do you even think its useful now?"

"Well, I thought that it could be used for digging through the snow or something! Its what its made for!" The man waved the shovel around in a frenzy.

"Why don't you just use it to take your fat head out your ass instead? While you're at it, why don't you go out and get a real job, that isn't related to working as a garbage man?" she yelled.

"I'm just about sick of your ass, bitch." the man uttered a low growl. "Do you want to know what I did before I met you, and worked as a garbage collector?" he then gave her the creepiest smile.

"I personally don't give a shit either way, and I don't care about your past!" she shot back.

"Before I met you, I was a murderer." the creepy smile plastered on his face got bigger. "I stopped when I met you, but right now seems like the perfect time to get back into the business."

The woman stopped talking abruptly, and stared at him with a hint of fear. Hell, even I was scared at the moment.

"Maybe the shovel is actually useful after all." he said. " I could use it to dig your damn grave." and walked towards her.

"W-Wait, No!" she stuttered. "NO!" she backed up slowly, until she tripped and fell.

He raised the shovel high above his head, and brought it crashing down on her legs. The shovel came in contact with her in a bloody spray.

"NOO! HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME!" her cries became desperate. "SOMEONE! HELLLP!"

"NO ONE CAN HEAR YOU NOW BITCH!" he yelled over her cries.

I stood there, glued to the spot, watching as he bashed her with the large bloody shovel, until the cries stopped. I heard the sickening crunching of bones being broken after he hit her over the head. I was terrified, and I hadn't noticed the fact that I had made a noise, until I saw his head turn around to look at me. I snapped back to reality, realizing that my screams were now echoing her silent ones. His dark beady eyes locked onto my own, and I could swear that my heart stopped at that moment.

He saw me.

I saw him.

He saw me.

I was as good as dead.

A slow smile spread across his face as he memorized my features. I was as frozen as a deer in headlights.

"Well,well. Would you like to be next?" he asked me. I stayed silent. He slowly walked towards me. My brain screamed "MOVE! MOVE!", but I was paralyzed with fear. I just watched as he advanced closer, and closer. He didn't stop until he was an inch away from my face.

"You're next." he whispered.

The next thing I knew, he swung the shovel in my direction. With barely any time to react, I turned in a effort to avoid his attack, but the sharp edge ended up hitting me on my arm.

"ARGGH! SHIT!" I yelled. It hurt like hell. I looked down, and saw a large, angry, bloody gash running down my arm. I looked back up in time to see the bloodied shovel coming down on my head. I rolled out of the way just in time, sending a spray of snow on my face. I knew I had to get out of there, and I had to do it fast. I scrambled to my feet as fast as I could and ran. I never once looked back, even when I heard him yelling after me.

"I'LL BE BACK LATER!" he cackled insanely. It made me run even faster. I ran and ran, until I thought that my lungs would burst. It was officially dark by that time, and my eyes were struggling to get adjusted to the darkness of the forest. I never stopped running until I reached the house.

As I burst through the door, cradling by injured arm, I knew that he'd be back. I was as good as dead.

So! How's it so far? Good? Bad? Crappy? Needs work? Let me know! You don't really have to if you don't want to though. I'm not the kind of person that threatens not to write without a certain number of reveiws. Those kind of people annoy me. I do this for the enjoyment and satisfaction of me and others, not for the reveiws. Flamers are accepted, because that means that they cared enough to write suggestions for me. Even if they may be mean or physically impossible. FLAME ON!