A/N: This is another Fruits Basket story. I am addicted. Now I know I just posted a Tokyo Mew Mew story like this, but as I was reading it to my little brother, he told me that I should write a Fruits Basket story like this. S I looked behind me at my Fruits Basket wall scroll and agreed. So here I am at 2:00 in the morning, with a splitting headache, I feel sick, I can't sleep and listening to Papa Roach. I was on the mood for Papa Roach. Anyways, I now have three stories with this title and the same song. Anyways I hope you enjoy it. I am going to have it from Shishou's point of view. If you don't know who I am talking about, it's the guy with the long hair that we first meet in Volume 6. Kazuma Sohma. His grandfather was the cat before Kyo was born. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket. Takaya-sensai does. I don't own the song either, Brad Paisley and Alison Krauss do.
Whiskey Lullaby: A Fruits Basket Story
Tohru had made her decision. She had chosen Yuki over Kyo. She had basically put Kyo out like a burning cigarette. She had broken his heart and he was trying to forget her, so he turned to whiskey. I watched as he drank his pain away, but he couldn't get her out of his mind, until one night...
She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette
She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget
We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind
Until the night
I went to check up on him. But he had finally accomplished what he was trying to do. He had killed himself by drinking whiskey. He cut his life even shorter. He just didn't have the strength to keep moving. I found him with his face down in the pillow. He had a note. It said:
"I'll love her till I die."
I buried him beneath a willow.
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away her memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said I'll love her till I die
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Rumors flew, but nobody knew how much she blamed herself. Not even her two best friends. Or the friends she had made in the Sohma family. She had been drinking for years and years, and she tried to hide it. Tohru kept getting drunk. She was trying to get rid of Kyo's memory. Then one night...
The rumors flew but nobody know how much she blamed herself
For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath
She finally drank her pain away a little at a time
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind
Until the night
Tohru had finally accomplished what she was trying to do. She had killed herself by drinking.She had cut her life short by drinking. She didn't have the strength to get up off her knees and move forward. I found her with her face down in the pillow, clinging to his picture. I buried her beneath the willow, with Kyo
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away his memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength she had to get up off her knees
We found her with her face down in the pillow
Clinging to his picture for dear life
We laid her next to him beneath the willow
While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
A/N: If any of you read any of my other stories, then you know most of them are sad. I wonder if it has something to do with me. Do I write sad stories because I am sad? Maybe I should talk to someone about it. You should also read all my other stories. And review them. I will continue The Day She Was Taken Away. I am losing inspiration, but keep encouraging me. I am going to bed. I will let the others take care of this.
Tohru: Smurf2005-san has gone to bed.
Momiji: But she wanted us to tell you to R&R.
Shigure: She says that constructive critism is welcome, but no flames. Flames suck.
Ayame: She is so happy that she hasn't got any flames yet, so let's keep that way.
Yuki: Enjoy!
Edit: I had gone to bed so they took over. It was almost 3 in the morning before I got to bed. But like the crew said, R&R, no flames, but constructive critism is welcome. I hope you enjoy it.