Author's Note: This is essentially a songfic, but it will be more in-depth than most songfics. It will probably go on beyond when the song ends, and don't worry if there is a long time between pieces of the song, I haven't forgotten about it! It's (obviously ) a Yukiru, and it's the first thing I've actually posted (not written, posted) on this site. The song is called "The First Time (Ever) I Saw Your Face", and it is sung by Roberta Flack. Yes, this will be kept PG-13, but as the story goes on, if you think the rating should be changed, please let me know! It's kind of an old song, but I heard it and just completely fell in love with it. I hope the story lives up to the song, and enjoy! (Also, I think I got the name of their high school correct, but if not, PLEASE, someone tell me!) Here is the complete song, just for the freaks like me who like to see the whole thing written out

The first time ever I saw your face

I thought the sun rose in your eyes

And the moon and stars were the gifts you gave

To the dark and the empty skies, my love

To the dark and the empty skies.

The first time ever I kissed your mouth

And felt your heart beat close to mine

Like the trembling heart of a captive bird

That was there at my command, my love

That was there at my command.

And the first time ever I lay with you

I felt your heart so close to mine

And I knew our joy would fill the earth

And last till the end of time my love

It would last till the end of time my love

The first time ever I saw your face, your face,

your face, your face

Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket, and unless I win several lotteries and acquire great persuasive skills, I never will. Yes, this is sad. On the bright side, I do own this particular fanfiction! Yay!

Prologue- A New Beginning?

Tohru Honda, the newest student at Kawari High, walked happily to school, almost dancing with excitement as she went for the first time to the place where she would finish out her remaining two years of high school. Her best (and only, here) friend, Arisa Uotoni, followed a step or two behind, staring at Tohru in confusion. "Aren't you nervous at ALL?" she asked, wondering silently why she was so happy to be facing her first day at a new school, where she new absolutely no one. "You do know, if I hadn't transferred high schools to keep you company, you wouldn't know anyone here at all, right?"

"Oh, I know!" Tohru exclaimed excitedly. "But It's just so wonderful, the thought of meeting all these new people! It's like a completely fresh start, where no one knows me as just, 'the Red Butterfly's daughter'," she said, putting on a deep, scary voice for the last few words and propping her hands on her hips, trying to make it into a joke. But Uo (Tohru's private nickname for Arisa) knew that the last seventeen years had been very hard on Tohru, with everyone pointing and whispering behind their hands as she passed.

"Look, the gang leader's daughter!" they would mutter, and the younger Tohru had been angry, yelling at them, "No, no she's not! She gave it up years ago! Really!" They had only smirked and ignored her protests. As she grew older, she had learned to shut out their words, but they still wounded her deeply. Despite all this, she had remained as happy and innocent as the day that Arisa had shown up on their porch, battered and broken from trying to escape her gang. Tohru's mother, Kyoko, had cared for her wounds and helped her disappear from the sight of her gang as she herself had done long ago. Uotoni lived with them now, and she and Tohru had grown up as best friends.

Now, Tohru had finally decided, with much prodding from her mother and Uo, that she would switch high schools for her junior and senior years. She had at first tearfully protested, denying them going to any trouble on her behalf. They had simply maneuvered around her and told her a week ago. After getting over the shock, she had gone into high gear, cooking and baking like there was no tomorrow, in gratitude. They now had a store of nearly 300 rice balls, Tohru's favorite food, back at her house.

Arisa smiled slightly as she remembered Tohru arranging their bentos this morning, fretting over whether the salmon or leek rice balls looked better with the en-thermosed miso soup. She had eventually, after much debate and an incident involving disturbing similarities to the American game show 'Wheel of Fortune', decided on leeks for Uo and salmon for herself.

"Come on, Uo-chan, we'll be late!" Tohru called anxiously, and Uo realized with a start she had fallen far behind the still-skipping Tohru, who was waiting now for her to catch up, her light golden-chestnut hair swaying in the slight breeze.

"We left nearly an hour early this morning!" a breathless Uo panted as she finally caught up to her friend. Tohru glanced around in surprise, and sure enough, the sun had barely begun to rise. "Oh. OH! Noooo! I made you get up early, and then I took so long on the bentos, and now I've made you run! Oh, I feel so AWFUL! I'msorryI'msorryI'msorryI'msorryI'msorryI'msorry!!! How can you ever forgive me? Should I be your maid? Should I do your dishes? Should-"

"TOHRU!!!" Arisa finally yelled, having been persistently saying her name for a few minutes now. "Tohru," she said in a slightly calmer tone. "I am NOT angry. I will be, however, if you continue to blame yourself for us being early to school." She emphasized the last few words, hoping Tohru would realize that she was apologizing for making them early. "Oh. Um... okay. Sorry. I guess I just panicked. I'm just so excited!" She squealed the last part, making several passing sophomores peer at her curiously. "... It's okay," Uo said, sighing. "Come on, as long as we're here we might as well explore before class starts. Let's go."

Tohru glanced around then, noticing they were right in front of Kawari. "OH! YES!!! Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go..." She trundled off happily, Uo following resignedly.

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Chapter One- The Meeting

(Yuki's POV)

The first time ever I saw your face,

I thought the sun rose in your eyes...

Yuki Sohma leaned against a wall, panting slightly with his head leaning back a little. He thanked Kami silently that that freshman had come in when he did, to warn him about the crowd of fangirls waiting to 'surprise' him when he came out of the locker room. He had just managed to escape through a back door when he heard the fangirls burst impatiently into the locker room, tired of waiting for their 'Prince'. He rolled his eyes. They had been shouting that stupid cheer their leader had made up. Ugh. It was awful. And he had to go through this every day! This was the reason he got to school early every day (despite the fact that was almost catatonic before 9 am), that and avoiding his perverted guardian, Shigure. If only the fangirls would transfer... Oh well. He supposed it could be worse. He could actually like one of them, and he still wouldn't be able to hug them.

He shook himself. Yuki tried not to think any about his family or their curse while he was at school, beyond the obvious things like avoiding hugging girls at all costs. He was usually pretty good at it, he only needed help when they did idiotic things like trying to jump him in the locker room. He shuddered. He pushed himself off the bricks and began to walk slowly to class, enjoying the quiet and peace that only came to him during sunrises and sunsets. He heard laughter coming from around the corner, chiming like little golden bells. He frowned slightly. Where had that analogy come from? He peered curiously around the corner, trying to see who was awake enough at this God-forsaken hour to actually talk, let alone laugh.

He stopped dead, the sight before him taking his breath away. A girl, she looked about his age, was laughing as she twirled around, her honey-brown hair fanning out behind her in a shower of early-morning light as it caught the sunrise. She wore the usual uniform, a short navy blue skirt with little pleats, her long, well-shaped legs extending beyond it to the ground. She had on a blue blazer over her white undershirt, and it looked vaguely like a sailor's suit to Yuki. The tight-fitting blazer accented her delicate curves, which he tried to look away from, a blush heating his cheeks for even noticing such a crazy thing! At that moment she turned, and Yuki fell into her deep, clear blue-green eyes. The sunrise reflected in them, the pinks and golds combining with the blues and greens to form the most beautiful eyes he thought he had ever seen. She smiled at him with light pink lips still slightly parted from giggling. Then, she turned halfway back towards her friend, who Yuki hadn't even noticed until the girl said to her, "Hey Uo-chan, do you have the time?"

"Yeah," the blonde responded casually, flipping her wrist back to check her watch. "It's twenty 'till seven." The girl cried, "Oh, thank you! We should probably find our class now. Let me see, it's... 1-D! I wonder where that is... Do you think we should ask someone? Oh wait, we don't know anyone! Oh, no, what do we do? Do we go to the office, or should we-"

"Tohru, calm down!" Her friend, presumably Uo, said, laughing a little. "We'll just find someone to ask... Hey, you!"

Yuki jumped. He was still reeling from the news that this girl was in his class. Why hadn't he noticed her before? He knew he didn't pay that much attention to his classmates, but still... Oh, she must be new. That would explain why she didn't know where the class was... "Hello? Anyone there?" Uo waved a hand in front of his face dramatically. "I, um, I- uh, yes. My name is Yuki Sohma. Can I help you with something?" He inquired, unconsciously addressing the girl instead of her friend, who was the one who had asked him. "O-oh, yes, thank you! My name is Tohru Honda. This is mine and my friend Arisa Uotoni's first day at Kawari. Um, do you know where class 1-D is?" She tilted her head slightly to the side, unconsciously accenting her slender neck. Yuki swallowed slightly, and looked away. Why on earth was this girl affecting him so strongly? He had never, in his entire life, felt this strongly about anyone upon first meeting them, and very rarely felt this way even after long acquaintance.

"...Yes, I know where it is. You see, that is my class as well." He said softly, smiling slightly at Tohru's dramatic change from buoyant and excited to shy and slightly hesitant. "Oh, that's wonderful!" She said joyously, thrilled that she was making a friend from her class already. At least, she thought he was going to be a good friend. He seemed very nice, and his violet eyes were expressive and beautiful, and Tohru instinctively felt very comfortable with him, which was unusual for her. Although she usually liked people, she very rarely felt as instantly comfortable with people as with this Yuki. It had even taken her a while to become comfortable with Uo-chan. "I know someone already! Oh, I can't wait to tell mom." She blushed violently. Why had she said something stupid like that??? Now he probably thought she was babyish and immature and- wait! He was smiling? Wow, he must not think she was as weird as she felt just then.

"Well, if you'll follow me Ms. Honda, I'll show you and Ms. Uotoni the way to class. This way." He turned, still smiling at her obvious love for her mother. That is, until- "Hey! What do ya think you're going to call me???" The tough-looking blonde girl demanded. Yuki sweatdropped. "Um... Ms. Uotoni?" He said, wondering what was wrong. "Oh, no you don't. I don't go in for that formal cra-"

"U-Uo!" Tohru shouted frantically. "I d-don't think th-that's the best way to start our new school, do you? I-I mean we just got here and-" "Yeah, yeah, okay. Fine. But only for you, 'k?" Uo muttered, waving a hand in dismissal. Yuki hid a grin, thinking of how much she reminded him of his orange-haired cousin, Kyo. Except, of course, that Kyo didn't listen to anyone. That baka neko. He frowned, thinking of how annoying he could be, always attacking him. He was called back to the present by Tohru's voice, which somehow reminded him of singing, bubbles, and bells simultaneously. He shook his head a little, trying to ignore his thoughts, which were obviously induced by the fact that it was too early for sane people to think about anything.

"I'm sorry," She was saying smoothly, "My friend used to be in a gang and is unused to formal titles. I'm sure she would be very happy if you would just call her Arisa, or maybe Uotoni or Uo. Is that okay with you guys?"

"Uh-sure..." They murmured in unison, surprised by her sudden change. "Oh, that's' wonderful!" She exclaimed brightly, reverting to her Tohruness. "Is it all right if I call you Ms. Honda, or would you prefer Tohru-kun, or maybe Honda-san?" Yuki asked quietly, hoping not to offend this somewhat strange, yet lovely girl. "Whatever makes you most comfortable, please!" She said brightly.

"Alright then, Ms. Honda it is," he decided. "Oh, we're going to be late! We'd better run, please follow me quickly now!" Yuki gasped, turning and beginning to sprint. He half-turned his head over his shoulder, and saw to his relief that both Ms. Honda and her odd friend were in full flight after him.