Aneko: Kon'nichi wa, minna!! I'm back again. Yay inspiration!! After this week I won't be posting stories for a while though (sadness!). I'm going to be gone for about four weeks in a row…yerg..I think I'm seriously going to be missing my own bed…

Disclaimer: Fruits Basket is owned by Natsuki Takaya…not me…sadly…


The Outcast

We fought, against chains of bondage that decided our fate for us. Each of us fought a different battle, according to our own lives, but all fought in some way.

And yet we all knew that one had it worse than all of us. Along with the weight of being a cursed animal, he also carried the burden of not actually fitting into this group.

A reject; an outcast.

Yet he could not simply abandon his life, and try to live normally, for he was not truly normal either. He was still cursed.

Now, though, it is a wonder—why was it he who was the outcast? Why the cat? Couldn't it just as easily have been someone else?

The cat carried the name and form of a monster; though, thinking back to that old legend, the one even older than ours, it doesn't make much sense. Why would the best friend of god become the outcast?

And he was also the one to set us all free, besides the first two. The breaking of his curse broke all of ours.

It is true it might have been possible for us to become free one at a time, like untying many small knots, yet with three small words, he untied all of them. He ended up being the one who tied us together, so why is he the outcast?

Had the original story not been lost, he probably would not have been.

For each generation, of the zodiac members, the cat was the only one ever chained away. Almost like a scapegoat for us, that, "the cat has it worse than me."

What right have we, though, to call him an outcast? Calling the one destined to break the curse—did we really have a right to say that?

Maybe it was we who were the outcasts.


Aneko: Whenever I write a fanfic like this, I feel like I'm rambling…If so, sorry… As you can probably tell, I favor the cat. 