A/N: Fruits Basket's anime reboot reinvigorated my love for writing fanfiction for the series. This scene was inspired by something that bothered me in canon and I don't recall it ever getting addressed by school administration. This is my take on how it could've been handled.
"I hope you know why you're here, Sohma-san," said Principal-sensei in that obnoxiously gentle voice of hers. It was clear to both Kyo and Principal-sensei that he didn't want to be here, sitting on this crumbling chair, facing a desk that's been through a war and refurbished more times than Kyo had fingers.
Her office was sterile in that way most offices were. Nothing adorned the off-white walls except framed diplomas and certifications she had received to prove she was an academically worthy educator. The sea of brown, grey, and white blinded Kyo a little. His heart raced.
"Not really, no," Kyo replied, his sarcasm dripping in enough anger that even Principal-sensei's collected facade broke for a heartbeat. He wrung his hands because what else was he supposed to do when he was in deep trouble. Principal-sensei looked amused in only a way that arrived before a stern lecture.
"Because you suplexed a girl before class, and further caused a scene by jumping out of a two story building. It doesn't help matters that you also skipped the rest of your classes the rest of the day. You're quite the firecracker, aren't you?" Kyo bristled, but remained silent as he maintained his gaze steady at his feet. Principal-sensei remained cool and collected, maintaining the excruciating silence.
"Those girls were in my personal space," Kyo managed to spit out, and it sounded more pathetic loud than he intended. "And I couldn't get a word in edgewise to tell them to back off. So I did what I do best: run away." That second sentence wasn't what he wanted to admit, but he was cornered and he wanted to garner at least a little bit of sympathy. Kyo figured he'd be a regular in Principal-sensei's office, might as well attempt to start their working relationship on the right foot.
Principal-sensei sighed. "What am I going to do with you, Sohma-san?"
"Let me go so I don't waste any more of your time?" Kyo kept a blank expression because if he looked too happy, he'd blow his cover. This never worked, though, but it was worth a shot. Principal-sensei's eyes steeled.
"Why can't you be more like your cousin Yuki?" Kyo's posture stiffened, his face a shade of red so brilliant that it could be registered as a new color. Kyo wanted to scream, to punch a wall, to disrupt Principal-senesi's day as much as she had his. How dare she-
"How much detention am I going to have to sit through?" Kyo said through gritted teeth. He balled his fists hard and until his knuckles turned white, blood dripping light and slow form his palms.
"Three months. Plus I must call your guardian of your troubling behavior. I still don't even know what went through your head to pull this stunt on your first day?" Kyo let out a few tears of shame, of anger, of too many emotions he couldn't even name.
"Get out of my office while I'm still in a half-decent mood." Kyo stormed out of the office as noisily as he could muster. He set foot in the school's quad and cried for the first time in years, hoping no one would find him in this vulnerable state.