Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket.
It's a story I came up with. If you don't like it well then tough!
There is a lot of OC's in this story so don't be mad!
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Chapter One
Daichi Suzuki tapped his pen on his desk, because he was bored.
'We should be paid to go to school' he thought.
The teacher coughed to get attention.
"Students we have two new students," she smiled.
The two new students were a girl and a boy, the girl had her brown hair tied back, and her violet eyes gave a warm look towards the students. That look made the students hearts melt, all of the boys gave a cheesy grin, for she was very attractive. Daichi blushed and felt his heart throb when she glanced at him.
He then looked at the boy, but he looked very unfriendly and gave a frown to everyone, even though loads of girls drooled over him screaming "Oh my god! He's so cute!"
He had red hair and blue eyes.
The girl was the one to speak first.
"Hello, I'm Harumi Sohma, please to meet you," she smiled.
The boy grinned and smirked when he saw an attractive girl looking at him.
He winked at her and said "Yo!"
Harumi shook her head and said "And this is my idiot…brother Aki,"
"WHAT YOU CALL ME!" yelled Aki.
The teacher giggled nervously and said "Settle down class, Aki Harumi please take your seats."
Harumi and Aki gave each other glares while they sat down.
Daichi could have sworn Harumi said under her breath "Stupid cat,"
The boy behind her, he noticed pretend to drop his pen on the floor and tried to look up her skirt, but she was aware of this and punched him in the nose before he took a peep.
"I wouldn't even try that," she hissed.
Daichi smirked and said to himself "Maybe I should get to know this girl,"
After class, he wanted to at least talk to Harumi, but unfortunately, a crowd of boys thought the same thing and blocked his way.
The strangest thing happened one of the boys, a younger boy, tried to hug her. However, he did not because Harumi held his face so it restrained him from wrapping his arms around her. They froze for a second the boy was in shock. Harumi pushed him to the floor and shouted, "I'm sorry! I…have to go to class!"
The boys stared at her as she ran away, and left except for Daichi he looked at her brother whose face remained emotionless.
'What the hell was that about?' he thought.
He then struck up his courage and asked Aki
"Aren't you going after her?"
Aki frowned and glared at Daichi, he walked past him but not before, he purposely bashed into Daichi's shoulder.
"Mind your own business!" growled Aki.
Daichi went to find Harumi, and found her outside under a tree.
"Harumi?" asked Daichi.
Harumi looked up and saw him she then smiled.
"Oh hello, sorry if I worried you, I don't like that attention," she said.
She tucked her brown hair behind her ear.
She stood up and gazed at him with her violet eyes, he couldn't help but blush.
"What's your name?" she asked.
"Dai…Daichi Suzuki," he whispered.
"Please to meet you,"
They gazed at each other for a moment, but the moment was interrupted by the sound of her beeping mobile.
"Oh sorry,"
She read her text message, she then ran off without saying a word.
"Wait!" cried out Daichi, but she was already gone.
He sighed and looked to where she was sitting and realised that she had left her sketchpad there.
He peered into it, it was filling with realistic drawings and dropped out a photograph. The photograph had a younger version of both Harumi and Aki, and two adults of who he can only presume they are her parents. He suddenly noticed an address at the side of the sketchpad.
'Might as well give it back to her' he thought.
He knocked at the front door.
A man with black hair answered, he blinked at him.
"Hello, what can I do for you?" he asked.
"Err…Harumi left her sketchpad back at school, so I thought I should return it,"
A grin appeared on the man's face.
"I see, and here I thought Harumi was too shy with guys," he said grinning.
Daichi suddenly blushed furiously and stuttered "No no no! It's not like that at all!"
The man ignored him and shouted in a cheery tone "Oh Harumi your boyfriend is here to see yooouuu!"
Daichi heard a faint voice from upstairs.
"Uncle Shigure!"
She then saw Daichi.
"Oh, Daichi,"
"Well I better leave you two lovebirds alone," sniggered her uncle.
Daichi and Harumi blushed; his head looking down to the ground put her sketchpad into her hands.
"Thank you," she smiled.
"Please come in,"
Daichi looked around her living room, a decent place, but something caught his eye, twelve small figurines lined up together, he realised those were the twelve animals of the Chinese zodiac.
He was walking over to them to take a better look, but unfortunately, he tripped over the table, Harumi came into the room with some tea but Daichi accidentally flew onto her, she spilled her tray and tea, her hands were on his chest to stop his arms going around her body, they were now on the floor.
'Oh God, this position looks so wrong!'
Aki stormed in and cried out "What the hell!"
They all stared at each other for a brief second then Shigure slipped by Aki's side.
When he saw Harumi and Daichi's position, he sniggered.
"Harumi, I know he's your boyfriend but don't you think your rushing it a bit!" said Shigure, trying to restrain himself from laughing.
Harumi's face went red with both embarrassment and frustration and instantly removed her hands off his chest and squeaked "No! NO! NO! This isn't what it looks like!"
"Sure its not," smiled her uncle.
But since Harumi taken her hands off Daichi's chest and there was nothing to support him, he instantly fell flat onto her.
There was a puff of smoke and a brown mouse before him.
"WHAT THE--"
"Umm… let us explain!" stammered Shigure.
"SHIGURE!" yelled a voice.
Shigure looked around and saw his editor.
"You MUST DO YOUR NOVEL!"
She tackled Shigure and accidentally Aki as well.
There was some more smoke and before them were a cat and a dog.
The editor fainted while Daichi looked stunned.
Author's Notes: Well tell me what you think, helpful critism is nice BUT NO FLAMES!!! I don't want to get burned!
Well have a nice day!
Keep on writing:)
