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Japanese to Know:

Hajimemashite - Said when meeting for the first time
Namae wa Honda Tohru desu - My name is Tohru Honda.
Douzo yoroshiku onegai shimasu - Please regard me kindly.
Uo-chan to Hana-chan o Hokage-san ni shoukai shimashou - Uo-chan, Hana-chan, this is Hokage-san.
Ano wa Shigure no ie ka - That's Shigure's house?
Tadaimasu - I'm home
Okaeri - Welcome back (plain form; used mostly by men)
What's your name - Meaning his surname/family name

Chapter 1

New Guy

"So, who's the new guy?" a boy with pretty silver hair questioned.

A girl with long brown hair turned. "Who?"

The boy pointed to a corner desk. "Him. I've never seen him around here before."

The girl's blue eyes sparkled. "Oh, I think he just moved here from America." She smiled sadly. "He looks lonely. We should introduce ourselves." Together, they walked up to the boy.

The boy looked up at the pair with lazy red eyes.

"Hajimemashite! Namae wa Honda Tohru desu!" the girl smiled, bowing.

"Hajimemashite, Yuki desu," the silver-haired boy said, bowing slightly.

The boy looked at the two with little interest. "Hokage desu."

"Douzo yoroshiku onegai shimasu!" Tohru beamed, bowing again.

Hokage turned his tired eyes to Yuki. "You must be the 'Prince' all the girls are talking about. Seems rather idiotic to me. You certainly don't look like a prince." He yawned. "And you really aren't that good-looking. I mean, they made you out to be some kind of god."

Yuki smiled nervously. "Well, they decided that on their own. It would be easier if they didn't like me."

Tohru looked across the room and spotted two other girls. Waving them over, she introduced, "Uo-chan to Hana-chan o Hokage-san ni shoukai shimashou."

The two bowed, and Uo, with tawny hair, smirked. "So you just moved from America, eh?"

Hokage nodded. "But I was born here. I only lived in America for three years."

Hana's dark, forbidding eyes scanned the red-eyed boy carefully. "Tohru-kun, has he met the other Sohma's?"

"Ah, no! I'll go get them!"

Before Hokage could say anything, the girl was already dashing happily from the room.

"Sohma…" Hokage thought, running a hand through his copper hair.

"Hokage-san—"

"Don't," the boy interrupted, closing his eyes. "Please, don't be polite like that. Just call me Hokage."

"Hokage," Yuki began again, "have we ever met before?"

He looked up at the purple-eyed boy. "Not in this life."

"Hokage-san!" Tohru smiled, coming back into the room. Three boys came in behind her. The tallest had spiky white hair and piercing gray eyes. The oldest had vivid orange hair and rusty brown eyes. The smallest, and by far cutest, had blonde hair, brown eyes, and wore a girls' school uniform.

"Please," Hokage groaned, "no formalities!"

Tohru tilted her head to the side a bit. "Hokage…kun?"

"Whatever."

"Yes, well, this is Momiji-kun"—she pointed to the blonde boy—"this is Hatsuharu-san"—the one with white hair—"and Kyo-kun"—the one with orange hair.

Hatsuharu and Momiji bowed; Kyo just huffed.

"Haru-kun, Momo-kun, and Kyo-kun," Hokage said, pointing to Hatsuharu, Momiji, and Kyo in turn.

"Momo-kun! That's so cute!" Tohru giggled.

Momiji nodded and grinned. "Momo!"

"We have to go, class is going to start," Haru said, pulling on Momiji.

"Ah, yes, good luck!" Tohru waved, watching the two depart.

Hokage pulled his shoes from his cubby and sat down on the floor. By this time, nearly everyone had gone home. Only those of the student body council were left. Hokage, though, wasn't on the council. No, he was just doing some research in the library. It was quite in the library.

Shifting back to his feet, he put his slippers in the empty cubby. He grabbed his bag and headed for the door.

"Ah, Hokage," a familiar voice said. "What are you still doing here?"

The boy turned and found Yuki pulling off his slippers. "Research. You?"

"Oh, I'm the student body president. I'm always here late."

Hokage nodded. "Sohma…. Could they be part of the Zodiac? With four Sohma's all at once…it's possible. I wonder if Akito knows I'm here."

Yuki stepped up to Hokage. "Hey, do you have anywhere to be today?"

"Hm? Oh, no. Why?"

"Would you like to come to my house for a bit? I'm sure Honda-san would enjoy seeing you outside of school." His smile was quaint but sincere, yet it hid something dangerous.

"Akito can wait, I suppose. This boy…I want to know…."

Hokage smiled. "If it's not too much trouble."

"Not too much trouble at all. I did invite you."

Yuki led the way, the two remaining silent for the trip.

"Well, this is it," Yuki sighed after pushing through the last bit of trees.

Hokage looked upon it with curiosity. "You live here alone?"

"No, Honda-san and Kyo live here as well. Actually, this is Sohma Shigure's house."

"Shigure? Ano wa Shigure no ie ka."

Yuki and Hokage walked into the house. "Tadaimasu!" Yuki called, slipping off his shoes.

"Okaeri!" a voice called from another room. "Tohru-kun and Kyo-kun went shopping." A man in his late twenties walked into the front room and leaned on the door frame. He had shaggy black hair, gentle brown eyes, and wore a dark blue kimono. "Ah, Yuki-kun, who might this be?"

"Hokage. He just moved back from America."

"Hokage, eh?" the man sniffed, looking Hokage up and down.

"Please don't recognize me."

"Well, I hope you'll stay for dinner. It isn't often we have guests."

"Oh, no, I wouldn't want to be burden," Hokage said, gently waving a hand.

The man laughed. "Oh, you'd be no trouble at all! Tohru-kun will be delighted if you'd stay! And she doesn't mind cooking an extra plate."

"Shigure," Yuki warned, temper flaring.

"Calm down, Yuki-kun. You know Tohru-kun doesn't mind." He smiled softly, hiding something as Yuki's did. "Please, make yourself at home."

Yuki began to put his shoes back on. "Excuse me, but I'm going out for a bit."

"Oh, let them be, Yuki-kun."

But Yuki didn't listen.

"Just me and you, Shigure. Just us." Hokage set his bag on the floor and removed his tie, laying it atop the bag. He undid the top two buttons and heaved a heavy sigh.

"So, Hokage-san," Shigure began, welcoming Hokage into the rest of the house, "what's your name?"

Hokage faltered, freezing. "Duh! Should've known he was going to ask!"

First Fruits Basket fic, so pardon me if it's a little less than adequate.