Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket, or Ari-chan.

Featuring, Ari-chan and her intense love of cheese. It was come up with when Ari and I were poking fun at how funny a Yuki/Cheese moment would've been. (does anyone else think that?) This story is dedicated to her.

Warning: This story is fairly stupid, and written on a whim. It's more of a crack fic, if anything. :)

Yuki's stomach growled. It was 3 in the afternoon and he still hadn't eaten lunch. Deciding to get a snack, as to not spoil his dinner, he closed his textbook and got up towards the kitchen.

Upon reaching said place, Yuki opened Shigure's refrigerator. He scanned the small area, his eyes landing on a generously sized mozzarella wheel. Violet eyes, that had mysteriously turned into stars, widening, he could feel his mouth begin salivating.

Note to self, he thought. Thank Honda-san later.

Picking up the wheel of cheese, Yuki was about to sink his teeth into it. Suddenly, he hears mechanical whirring coming from behind him. He jumped slightly at the sound, spinning around abruptly. His previously starry eyes grow even wider when he sees a random girl in his house, holding a chain saw, waving it around threateningly.

Glaring murderously at him, she ground out, "No one. Touches. My. Cheese."

He felt a bead of sweat trickle down his neck. Despite her 5'3'' stature, he couldn't help but feel threatened. This girl obviously liked her cheese (he momentarily wondered how the cheese was hers when it was Honda-san who bought it). "Who are you?"

Said girl gave him a devilish smirk. "Name's Ari. Now hand over the cheese." She tugged at the power cord, powering up the chain saw once more.

Yuki's eyes narrowed. Despite the threatening situation, he would NOT hand over HIS cheese to Ari. It was HIS, goddammit! "No." he said, stubbornly.

Ari's eyes grew wide. No one DARED refuse her! The only one who did that was her cousin! And he usually got beat to a bloody pulp!

Growling, she threw the chain saw aside. She'd do this the old fashioned way. Shouting out a war cry, she lunged at Yuki, punching him in the process.

Yuki winced. As his hands moved to nurture the offended cheek, he dropped the mozzarella.

Ari, with her quick eyes and reflexes, grabbed the cheese. Setting it down gently, as though it was the most precious object in the world, turned towards Yuki, the shorter layers of her hair hiding her eyes from view. "You. Almost. Dropped. My. CHEESE!!"

Giving another war cry, Ari lunged at Yuki once more, this time, effectively beating him to a pulp, with no effort, whatsoever. Once finished, she got up, untangling herself from Yuki. Huffing, she grabbed the wheel of cheese and walked away. Stopping at the doorway, she turned to Yuki and said, "Never take my cheese again."

Walking away, she could hear Kyo, torn by laughing at Yuki for getting beat up by a girl, or to yell at her, wanting to fight. He settled on pestering her.

"You think you're so tough? C'mon! Fight me! That sissy boy's nothing!"

Glaring at Kyo, she turned and whispered, "Shut up and leave me alone. I need to eat my mozzarella." She said this eerily calm, sending shivers up the cat's spine.

And with that, the mysterious girl skipped away, munching happily on her cheese. If the cat's eyes were deceiving him, he could've sworn there was a background of flowers and sunshine, replacing the usually dull forest trees.

Kyo felt his eyebrow twitch. His final thought before turning and going back to the house was, "I'm never eating cheese again."

For those of you who are asking, "How'd Yuki get beat so easily?", this was written on a whim. Plus, Yuki's getting his ass kicked worked into the plot, so don't give me crap about that.

Review, please!