Ayumi: Ohgeez, I can't even remember the last time I attempted to write a story. I've been thinking of stuff, but I never actually write any down! I'm really sorry to everyone out there who used to read my old stories, as I look back at them.. I don't know if I will continue them. Or, the one I have to yet finish off. I figured, I should start back on here and so I'm going to give it another shot. I really hope I don't disappoint with this story. Well, with my introduction done and over with. Also, when I uploaded the story onto FanFiction, the aligning got all weird and it's rather annoying, but I don't know how to fix it so. On with the story!

Discalimer: I haven't owned Fruits Basket and I never will own Fruits Basket.

Prologue; All At Once

There are certain people.
You just keep coming back to.
She is right in front of you.
-The Fray

"Hi, I'm Tohru Honda! What's your name?" a young girl's voice said. Kyou looked up and saw a young brunette girl staring at him intently.

"Me?" Kyou asked.

"Mhm." she smiled.

"Kyou Sohma." he said, standing up from him crouching position.

"Would you like to play with me?" the girl asked him. Kyou went quiet and stared back down at his feet. A few moments later, he finally spoke.

"You really want to play with me?" he asked, with a hint of hope in his voice. Tohru smiled and took his hand. As they started to run together, everything faded away.

A twenty-one year old Kyou Sohma awoke with a start. "Some dream." he muttered as he stood up. The dream had been a throwback to when he was five. When he had first met Tohru Honda. He shook his head, trying to throw out what he remembered from the dream and looked at his clock. It read 9:56. He had dozed off while reading, but he didn't want to sleep again, he didn't want to dream anymore. He looked at the clock again. Then he grabbed his jacket and left his apartment.

The air felt nice against his warm skin. His stomach grumbled, reminding him of the numerous, uneaten warm-up dinners in his room. He looked around on the street, and noticed the light still on in a new bakery. He slightly grumbled, not being the lover of sweets, but made his way there.

He heard the bells jingle as he opened the door, and a muffled voice quickly said, "I'm sorry, we're closed!" he stopped and looked toward the direction of the voice.

"Shit." he muttered.

Ayumi: And that, my friends is the Prologue.