Disclaimer: Well, yet another story of mine that I have longered to get out and editted. However, I have to say that the actual Fruit's Basket anime/manga does not belong to me. I am proud to say however, that Masamai and Haruko Sohma, and Ryoko belong to me. Why? Because I am the all powerful, fan-fiction writer of DOOM!...Who happens to be as manical as a box full of kittens...and who also adores and cherishes the beloved memories that her and her Kyo-kun kitty plushie have shared together. Enjoy! >:3
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The door slid open, a cold blast of air coming and going as he curled up under the blanket.
"Is everything okay, Kyo?" Shigure sat across from him in the red stripped chair," Why are you not at school?"
"I don't feel good."
"Oh come on," he rolled his eyes," That's too old. What is it really?"
"Seven years ago...today...there was a girl."
"Girl troubles? You out of all people?"
"She had strawberry red hair and emerald eye." Kyo sighed shoving his face into the pillow," I still remember her smile...her warmth."
Shigure shook his head, a smile over his lips," You really are a hopeless romantic."
"Leave me alone." Kyo hissed playing with the violet and white bracelet on his wrist.
"Oh is wittle Kyo embarrassed?" Shigure mad a doggy face when a pillow came hurtling at his head," Sorry! I'm gone."
"Hn. Good." Kyo sighed going back to his memories once more.
Every single one of them...of her.
Kyo glanced at his calendar.
"I HATE Valentine's Day."
His head hit the pillow as he held the necklace in his hand.
-Memory-
"Kyo!"
A petite young girl raced across the playground clutching to her gray hoodie as her short school girl skirt threatened to come up.
"Hi Masami!" he hopped off the swing set and fixed his white tie," I got you something for white day."
"Oh no," Masami groaned holding her head," I forgot your present!"
Tears threatened to fall from her emerald orbs as her tiny fists balled up the material of her skirt.
"No, Masami, don't..." Kyo reached out and stroked her cheek," It's okay."
He dug deeply in his pocket pulling out a pound of dark chocolate with red and white paper, bound with a pink and white bracelet.
"Kyo-kun..." she smiled as he blushed.
"Happy Valentines Day, Masami-chan," Kyo shuffled his feet," Do you like it?"
"I love it, Kyo!" Masami jumped around," I'm going to be the happiest girl in kindergarten!"
"Well, I have to go home...it's getting late."
"Wait!" Masami grabbed his hand and slipped an item around his neck," Take this."
"B-but Masami...your grandma gave you this."
"I-I know Kyo, but I want you to have it." Masami smiled warmly, lips caressing Kyo's cheek before she turned and left.
Kyo held the silver cat pendant in his fingers, stroking the purple gemstone eyes.
Masami was gone when he looked back up.
"Hn." he placed the chain under his shirt so it wasn't visible," A cat."
-End Memory-
-Kaibara High School Park-
The woodchips shifted under her sneakers as she kicked a ball back and forth with a little grade school boy.
"Hey, you're pretty good for a girl." the kid smirked balancing the ball on one finger," You play soccer?"
"No, just when I was younger," she flipped her red hair out of her face," I used to play with a boy just like you, Ryoko."
"Really?" Ryoko asked sounding interested," Will you tell me Miss Sohma?"
"He looked just like you when we were younger." Masami sighed glancing at the orange haired boy," Except he had crimson eyes."
"Who!" Ryoko's sky blue eyes lit up," Did he play any sports?"
"No, not really, he was just always tied up with Martial Arts."
"Oh, so he didn't treat you right?"
Masami blinked, but broke into a small smile," No, he was my first love, Ryoko."
"Oh..." he blushed shuffling his feet," What was his name?"
"Kyo Sohma." she said, a deep joy filling her heart," But...I haven't seen him for so long..."
"That's too bad." Ryoko bit his lip and patted Masami's shoulder," My mom's here. Thanks for watching my Miss Sohma. I had a lot of fun."
"Welcome Ryoko, and tell you mom if she ever needs me, to just call." Masami waved goodbye and gathered her backpack filled with complete homework.
Sakura blossoms fell to her feet as she passed by the grove, on tree catching her eye.
The teenager waltzed over to the sakura and picked up a blossom off the silvery cement bench that sat under it.
"This was the sakura tree..."she smiled warmly collapsing onto the bench," If only I could see him one more time."
-Memory-
His crimson eyes filled with tears."
"Y-you can't leave me..." the little girl rocked herself, strawberry red locks falling in her face," Kyo-kun!"
"Masami, you're crying." Kyo fell to his knees, head resting on her back, his arms limp at his side," Don't cry for me."
"Will I ever s-see you again?" Masami whipped tears before her eyes," W-where are you g-going?"
"I can't say." Kyo sighed and lifted up her chin to meet his gaze," But I will promise that we'll see each other again."
Masami nodded solemnly but smiled," Until then."
Kyo plucked a blossom from the sakura placing it behind her ear, lightly pecking her cheek.
-End Memory-
-Haruko's POV/Masami's Mother-
"Oh thank god!" I rushed over to my daughters slumped over form," You're okay."
"H-he said we'd meet again." Masami's eyes met mine and reflected tears," M-mom..."
"Come on honey, we need to get home." I helped her up, repositioning my purse," I couldn't find you."
"I'm sorry." she apologized wiping her emerald eyes," I was just watching Ryoko-san at the park for his mother. She had to work late."
"Its fine, I was just worried. Make sure you call me next time." I patted her shoulder," So...you were remembering that boy again?"
She merely nodded and continued walking.
There really is no more hope.
Valentines Day will always haunt her now.
-Masami's POV-
With one brisk swat, the bag collapsed to the hardwood floor, sand leaking from the shredded seam.
Sweat coated my skin, the wind whisking across it, cooling me back down as heavy breaths escaped my lungs.
"What did I tell you, Masami?" Shishou-sensei scolded, leering over me," This is the seventeenth time you have busted one of my punching bags."
"Sorry sensei." I bowed respectively, but immediately blocked a swift blow to the head with my forearm," I will take the duty of tidying up the dojo after class today."
"That's more like it," he smirked satisfied at last," After class it is."
My eyes followed him to the door of the training room, until he paused.
"Miss Sohma, I almost forgot."
"Yes Shishou-sensei?" I straightened up my posture almost instantly.
He slightly tilted his head," I have a special visitor, an old student of mine. You should stay for dinner tonight. I'm sure you're mother wouldn't mind."
"My I call mother later? I haven't visited with her all week." I puckered out my bottom lip hoping to get his permission.
"As you wish," he tossed his hand to his side and flicked his long grey braid over his left shoulder and turned his calm and loving gaze back to me once more," Session is over for now."
With that, he left before I could thank him.
However, the room soon filled with the presence of another being.
"HYA!" I called out striking the figure against the jaw sending them backwards onto the training mats, basking in the sand of the torn punching bag.
"Damn woman...god!" the boy cursed holding his jaw," Wow...that was a good hit, for a girl."
My eyes focused on the white-haired boy strewn among the sand, grey eyes glowing as he examined the area of which he was laying.
"You...seem oddly...familiar."
An abrupt pang shot through my head as I froze in my spot, scurrying away from the boy," You...you...Haru!-"
His head flew up at the sound of his name and his mouth hung slightly," Red hair and...emerald eyes?"
My feet scurried across the room and lunged towards the door," MASTER!"
The door flung open and with all my strength and bolted through the dojo, occasionally sliding across the wooden floor and falling on my ass.
"MASTER!" I breathed heavily, panting for breath as I stood myself up in the doorway," Ughh..."
Three figures sat at the desk, but before I could catch there faces, a wave of dizziness hit me like a freight-train.
And I fainted.
Lucky me.
"Crap..."
A bright light flooded my eyes," Blind...TURN THE LIGHTS OFF!"
Soft laughter filled the room.
Mom.
Her flaming red hair caught my view as I sat up rubbing my eyes," I saw him..."
"Saw who honey?" Mother asked calmly, a warm smile over her lips, Hatori at her side.
"I thought I saw...before I passed out...never mind." I lowered my head to find that he wasn't there.
Only mother, Haa-san, sensei, Haru-kun, and I resided in the room.
The room sensei let me keep as your own.
I leaned up against the orange and yellow checkered comforter and sighed aloud," I was so sure...he was here."
"My, another student of mine is having the same problems. Young people today and their relationships..." Shishou sighed, shooing my mother and Hatori away, following after them…
"I'll see you on Monday honey. I love you." Mom waved goodbye and left willingly with Haa-san.
The room grew motionless as I rested against the soft blankets behind me," Hatsuharu-san...I'm terribly sorry about hitting you."
"No problem." He sat next to me and gazed off at the walls," You know...I really wish there was something I could do to help you forget everything. Everything that brings sadness and pain into your life."
"I don't want to forget anything." I sighed resting my head on his shoulder for comfort," It's just that..."
"It's him isn't it?" Haru watched a tear slide down my cheek out of the corner of his eye and slightly winced," Beautiful girls shouldn't cry."
My palm playfully whacked him over the head and he laughed bringing me into a noogie.
"Where's Kisa-" I began, but the door flew across the room, leaving our mouths gaping open.
"HALLO GROSSE SCHWESTER MASAMI! Ich VERMISSTE SIE!" (HELLO BIG SISTER MASAMI! I MISSED YOU!)
A head full of blond hair hid my face as the young boy wrapped his arms around me happily," Vermiten Sie mich, grosse Schwester?" (Did you miss me, big sister?)
"Selbstverstndlich ich, kleines." (Of course I did, little one.)
He smiled uncontrollably as I tousled his hair," How are YOU Momitchi?"
"SUPERB!" Momiji regained his place in my lap as I pulled him my chest and kissed his forehead," Masami, I brought you a present!"
"That's very kind of you Momiji." I smiled to him and glanced back at Haru who had a warm smile over his lips," How about a report from the main-house?"
"Not much. Hari is busy with Akito as usual." Momiji rolled his eyes back into his head and let out an exaggerated murmur.
"Have you heard much of...him?" I motioned towards my freshly painted orange nails.
Momiji's body shifted about anxiously as he mumbled," Nope, nope, nope."
"You mean Kyo?" Haru leaned over my shoulder and smirked," The reason I came was to tell you."
"Tell me what Haru?" I asked eyeing him suspiciously.
"Kyo," Haru paused shuddering at the name," Is at Shii-san's house."
"He's...he's back?"
Tears gathered in my eyes as a small ounce of hope returned to my heart," For sure?"
Hatsuharu nodded, jewelry clanging on his neck, "Why would I lie to my favorite cousin?"
"Hm." My eyes hunted his until my arms sailed around his accessorized neck," Please take me to him!"
"As you wish." he breathed into my hair, embracing me back.
"Thank you so much, Haru-kun."
If only they knew...
How much I loved him.
Then maybe they would understand...
Why I can't live without him.
