Alas, I am making meh first fic! Yay! Pairings…I am not sure yet, and if I was, I like to surprise people. Um…there isn't any yaoi in this one. I will let you know if there is. Hehe…Anyways…I just wanted
:Kyo: JUST START THE DAMN STORY!
:Yuki: Stupid cat. We need to do a disclaimer.
:Kyo:GRRRRRRRR
:Tohru: Amery Aquaisha owns nothing of Fruits Basket.
:Kyo: NOW JUST START THE STORY!
ok ok...meanie...>.
Tohru's Kiss, and Kyo's Love
Chapter 1: The Dream
"Mom! Mom!" Tohru ran to a woman standing in a field of violets. The woman smile with short brown hair blowing in her face, and stretched out her arms.
"Tohru you are so cute! I love you. Hurry come and make flower crowns with me!" Kyoko called out.
"Mom! Don't leave me!" Tohru reached out her hands for her mom, as she ran, she got no closer.
"I wont leave you, all you have to do is be yourself…" The field around the young woman turned into flames and a metallic object formed around her.
"Mom! Mom!" Suddenly Tohru found herself at a service, the grave was her mothers. Tohru cried out and kicked.
Tohru woke up to find herself in her bed in Shigure Sohma's house. She was panting, and had a thin film of sweat covering her from head to toe.
'That dream again…I wonder why?" Tohru shifted to her side and her eyes went wide in surprise as she faced Ayame Sohma, year and cursed by the snake, who was snuggling against her blanket smiling…
"AAAAAHHHHHH!" Yuki Sohma, year and cursed by the rat, dashed up the stairs to Tohru's room as she shrieked. He heard her fall off her bed and on to the floor. Kyo Sohma, year and cursed by the cat, met him at the door. Throwing open the door, Yuki felt rage consume him as he grabbed his older brother off of Tohru's bed.
"I just thought I would bring you your birthday gift early so that I don't have to worry about forgetting it! Not that I would ever forget it my- OH YUKI!" Ayame pounced on his younger brother flashing his bright smile even more.
"Get off me!" Yuki punched Ayame in the stomach as Shigure Sohma, the dog, walked calmly in the room.
"Gure-nii! Yuki is being mean!" Ayame ran to the author and put his head on his shoulder.
"Goddamn stupid idiot! Get the hell outta Tohrus room!" Kyo shouted, outside the doorway himself.
"Sorry about that Miss Honda." Yuki grabbed Ayame and Shigure by the ears and dragged them out of her room, the two of them complaining all the while.
"Eh..uh…n-n-no problem…" Tohru had wrapped the blanket around herself to cover her legs. She was wearing a thin silk nightgown, and hadn't bothered to put on pants because this spring was irregularly hot.
Tohru sighed, and changed, then headed down stairs to cook the family a meal.
Tohru hummed a small song, and flipped her American Style pancakes. Kyo was watching over her shoulder with raised eyebrows.
"What the hell is that?"
"Pancakes. Its an American breakfast dish. I am making sausages too, if you like, I can make you something else?" Tohru smiled.
"Naw, I will try this stuff. Thanks." Kyo shrugged, turned, and pulled out the milk carton from the fridge. Tohru could hear Yuki and Ayame having their brotherly –hate-love time in the living room, with Shigure laughing loudly.
After breakfast, Tohru went out into the forest for a walk. It was Saturday, and she had the day off from school and work. She sat at the base of a trunk of a tree and looked up at the sky. She could barely see it through the canopy of trees above, but as she slowly drifted off to sleep…she remembered flashes of her dream.
"Mom! Mom!" Tohru ran to a woman standing in a field of violets. The woman smile with short brown hair blowing in her face, and stretched out her arms.
"Tohru you are so cute! I love you. Hurry come and make flower crowns with me!" Kyoko called out.
"Mom! Don't leave me!" Tohru reached out her hands for her mom, as she ran, she got no closer.
"I wont leave you, all you have to do is be yourself…" The field around the young woman turned into flames and a metallic object formed around her.
Tohru woke up with a start, and she sobbed wildly. Out here, in the forest, she didn't have to worry about Yuki or Kyo hearing her cry. Out here, she could cry all she wanted. And that is what she did, she cried, and cried, sobbing wilding into the scarf that went to her yellow sundress.