Author's Note: Erm…bored…Friday…fic time! I've recently become hopelessly obsessed with Fruits Basket. So, I wrote this. Yes…I support Kyo and Tohru pairings and that's obviously what I'm going to write. I'm sure this 'idea' has been done to death in the Furuba fan fiction world but I honestly didn't cheat. Heck, I haven't read any fan fiction in months. Been too busy for that. But urges do come.

No flames please…if you dislike something, be mature about it.

Oh yes, I only follow the manga. Therefore…shizz is based off the manga. As well as eye colors and such. Oh yes, my thoughts on Akito's voice in the following…it really did make me shiver. Its just at that half talking/half whispering range and creeps me out.

EDIT: I fixed typos.

EDIT: Changed a few lines...including the "Kyo...I...love you..." It didn't fit...and it was bugging me. So, I changed it to something else and I believe it makes more sense.

Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket! Promise!

Pieces of You

Chapter One

Should I Forget Too?

"It doesn't matter if they are good or bad memories…so long as they are mine…I want to hold them in my heart for always…because I truly want to believe…that I will overcome them…Someday I will overcome those memories…and turn them into memories that I can be proud of…" Tohru Honda, Volume 4

"Please…I promise I won't tell! You know I won't tell! I wasn't trying to hurt you!" Tohru cried, her brown hair clinging to her forehead in the rain that was slamming harshly into her shaking body. She fell to her knees, sending up the mud around her and covering her dark blue uniform with dark brown stains. She sobbed, her cries breaking through the sound of rain pouring from the dark sky. "Please…please…" She bowed her head, tears slowly creating an ivory path down a mud-stained cheek.

"I'm sorry, Tohru," a man spoke, looking down upon her, regret already forming in his violet eyes. Rain dripped from his chin as he brushed his black hair from his face. He did not want to do this. He didn't want to hurt another person…not after last time.

She grabbed onto his shirt from the ground, her shaking, dirty hand clinging to him desperately. "Please, Hatori…please don't…I…I don't want to forget." Hatori simply stared at the girl, trying his hardest not to show how much what he was going to do was going to break his heart. He could feel cold eyes staring at his back, urging him to continue.

"Continue, Hatori…" a soft venomous voice began, barely above a whisper. It caused chills to run down your spine, "Quickly. She deserves it." His lips slid into a sadistic grin as the rain began to pick up. He wasn't going to allow some filthy girl to steal away his family. They were his.

"I'm sorry…" Hatori apologized, emotionlessly looking at Tohru, who's head was still bowed towards the ground. He slowly raised his pale hand to her head, hovering inches over her long brown hair. She looked up suddenly, and her expression caused his eyes to widen in shock. She was smiling. Her blue eyes filled with sadness; red and swollen from crying, and her face covered in dirt as she sat in the mud. But she was smiling. He couldn't remember how long he had been standing there like that, his hand raised over her, looking down on her innocent face. Could he live with committing the act? Was this really all for the better?

"Hatori! Do it now," the voice added again, this time more demand present in his tone. The man walked forward, his thin, frail body putting up a weak effort against the heavy assault of the rain. His black hair was matted over his grey eyes, making seeing through the sheet of water an even harder task.

"Y…yes…" Hatori stuttered in reply, reluctantly looking back at Tohru. She was still smiling.

She laughed a bit, "Don't worry. I…I understand why you need to do this. It…it makes me sad…but I…I know that this is how things need to be, Hatori." Hatori looked shocked at this, and her smile only grew.

"No matter what…meeting all of you…its made me happy. Really, and truly happy, Hatori. Even…if I forget you all…my memories won't be gone. Its like a chain…our memories are linked together. So…maybe…I can find a way to re-link the chain…if I really try," she explained, the thought seeming very silly to her, but comforting, "And no matter what…all of you…will always be here." She smiled brightly again, tears spilling from her eyes as she placed clasped hands over her heart.

"So, Hatori…if…if you really must-"

"You're taking too long!" Akito screamed, shoving the young doctor out of the way. Hatori stumbled backwards, his back hitting a tree hard and he grunted in pain. Akito, however, had a firm grasp on Tohru's hair, pulling her to her feet so they were eye to eye. She squinted her eyes shut in pain, whimpering slightly as he shook her.

"You filthy, disgusting-" he was cut off as a body slammed into his, sending both of them into the ground and sending up splashes of thick mud. Akito released Tohru and she fell to the ground weakly, choking back sobs.

"Fool…" Akito spat, getting slowly off of the ground, mud dripping from his body. It was in his hair, covering his clothing, and on his face, the rain creating odd trails as it wove its way down. Akito walked slowly towards his attacker, who had been making his way towards the girl, grabbed him by the shoulder and spun him around to face him. Crimson crashed against a cloudy grey.

"You should know better…monster…" Akito stated, a sick grin of pleasure upon his face. His grip on the boy's shoulder grew tighter, his nails digging into the boys arm and drawing blood. The boy winced, clenching his fist at his side and glaring hatefully at Akito as he fought back the urge to beat him into a bloody pulp. Suddenly, Akito smirked and sent a fist straight into the boy's stomach, causing him to double over in pain. Hatori stood by helplessly, unsure of what to do. He noticed Tohru, watching the scene in horror and began making his way towards her.

The boy hit the ground, getting a face full of mud. Akito's foot collided with his back, sending him back into ground once again. The boy choked as he breathed in a mouthful of the thick mud.

"You…don't you EVER…touch me with those filthy hands of yours again…" Akito glared at the boy, grey eyes filled with hate as he emphasized his point by repeatedly pressing the boy's body further into the mud. "You know your place here…you are nothing." With that, Akito walked away, his attention averting back to Tohru.

"…bastard…" the boy spat, his crimson eyes narrowing in hate as he brushed a glob of mud out of his bright orange hair, "I'll fucking kill you…" He began walking towards the older man.

Akito only smirked with satisfaction, his grey eyes daring him to come closer. Without speaking, the boy knew the stakes. He moved, and she was gone forever from his life with a snap of that sick freak's fingers. If he stayed here, his pride was gone…and he was still risking losing her. It was a lose-lose situation.

He stepped forward.

"Hatori…now…do it now…"

Hatori looked back at the boy, who had stopped dead in his tracks, a look of absolute fear and hurt filling those crimson eyes. Hatori quickly averted his glance and looked down at Tohru as if pleading with her to tell him what to do. She only smiled and then closed her eyes knowingly. A grin placed itself on Akito's lips.

'I'm so sorry…Tohru…Kyo…everyone…' Hatori thought, as he slowly raised his hand above her head again. He closed his eyes painfully, he couldn't bear to look at her through this.

Tohru suddenly felt warmness growing over her head, a small glimmer of light vaguely noticeable from above her. A single tear dripped down her cheek as she turned to the boy, looking at his hurt countenance sadly and yet happily at the same time. She slowly uttered a farewell, "Kyo…I…promise…I won't forget you..."

He smiled slightly at the words, knowing all too well he couldn't do a thing now. In fact, maybe it was better this way. He could never, truly be with her…never truly be exactly what she deserved. As much as his mind was screaming at him to do something, his heart told him otherwise. This curse of his. It was better this way for her, he was sure.

She turned away from him, her eyes shut as she let the warm feeling sweep over her body, and then she went limp, falling forward into Hatori's extended arms. Hatori looked down at Tohru horrified with what he had done. Again, he had destroyed memories.

Why did he keep hurting people who only loved?

Why did he allow himself to submit to ripping away the feeling's a person has?

Does he have the right to control another's memories? Another's heart?

Kyo turned to Akito, hatred boiling over as he advanced on him.

"I'm going to kill you asshole…" Kyo muttered, advancing on the man who was extremely pleased at the moment.

"Hatori, take the girl away…we don't have time to deal with this monster…" Hatori's eyes widened, Akito was only instigating wasn't he? Waiting for Kyo to lose control so he would have an excuse to crush him.

"The only monster here is you, douche bag," Kyo retorted.

"Oh my…quite the mouth on you…" Akito replied, sarcasm dripping from his tone. He walked up to Kyo, suddenly grabbing him fiercely, "We'll just have to teach you a lesson…" Akito slammed the boy into a tree, grinning sadistically as he slowly slid the boy up the rough bark and hearing a choked back cry as the bark ripped the flesh on his back. Akito pulled a blade from his pocket, his sick smile only growing as he toyed with a wide eyed Kyo by hovering the shining blade inches over his skin. Suddenly, he cut a thin line down Kyo's arm, causing him to twitch in pain. Akito continued this, slowly and surly increasing the depth of the cuts until Kyo finally screamed.

Hatori just looked on in horror. This was all wrong…it was his fault. Akito was head of the family, there was nothing he could do at this point. The damage was irepairable. He glanced at Tohru, breathing erratically in his arms and cursed himself mentally for being so wrong. He picked her up, deciding it'd be best to get her into the car, where she'd be safe for the meantime and dry.

Akito slid his hand up to Kyo's throat, slowly tightening the hold as the boy choked for air. Kyo kicked at Akito as he tried to free himself from the man's grip. For being so sickly, he was insanely strong right now. Almost too strong. He grabbed Akito's wrists, desperately attempting to pull away his slender, bony fingers from his throat. He choked for air, coughing as rain dripped into his eyes and clouded his vision. He hoped it was the rain that was messing with his site, and not the lack of oxygen at least. Akito began laughing evilly as the boy's squirming grew weak. And eventually came to a stop. He let go of his hold and the boy fell to the floor in a bloody, limp heap.

At this moment, Hatori returned and gasped at what he saw.

"A-a-akito…you…no…" he stammered, not being able to get the words he was searching for out. His eyes fell upon the unconscious Kyo worriedly, but noticing his chest rising and falling he was relieved. He was alive. He'd be fine.

"I…I got rid of that thing at last…" he said weakly, trudging forward through the mud as the rain began letting up slightly. He fell forward suddenly, and began coughing uncontrollably, his body convulsing with each violent breath. Hatori glanced at Kyo again. He was still fine…he'd get Akito to the house nearby, then come back for Kyo as soon as possible.

"Akito…you over-exerted yourself…" Hatori stated, rushing to his side. He pulled him up, allowing Akito to use him as support as the walked forward. Akito began coughing again, this time sending blood into the air and staining Hatori's clothing.

"Stop…put me down…" Akito demanded, and then fell to his knees, gasping for breathe, "At…at least I got rid of her…and finally…destroyed that monster's last hope…"

Hatori drove through the streets, Tohru still sleeping in the back seat of the car and Kyo wrapped in a blanket on his passenger side. Hatori was on the phone and headed for Tohru's grandfather's house.

"Yes…he's there…so you'll get him…good…" Hatori replied to the phone call, which happened to be Shigure. He glanced nervously at Kyo as the conversation continued, "Ah yes…he's right here…" Kyo looked at him, awake now, and then turned back to the window, watching the rain spill down the windows.

He had lost her.

He hadn't said a word since he'd woken up, not that Hatori had expected him to. But nonetheless, the silence was getting to him.

"Yes, she's here as well…" Hatori responded, glancing quickly back at Tohru, "I had to…yes…well, I'll talk to you later then. Bye." Hatori flipped the cell phone closed, and glanced at Kyo from the corner of his eye.

The orange haired teen was staring out the window, looking hopelessly lost. Hurt.

"Kyo…I'm sorry…" Hatori attempted to break the ice. And he meant it. He really was sorry about everything.

"Don't waste your energy…" Kyo retorted, finally tearing his eyes away from the window, "Where's Akito?"

"He's with Shigure…he got very sick…deathly ill…"

Kyo's crimson oculars widened in shock. Part of him was happy, and the other part was angrier than he had ever been in his entire life. All that…he had lost her just for that bastard to go and die. He hated Akito…more than he had ever hated anyone. He had tortured him, put him through hell and back, and then died. (Well, he wasn't dead now…but Kyo knew it was impending.)

No-he wasn't back from hell. He was living in it now…it was like before her. This was the same emptiness he had felt before her. That feeling as if he didn't want to eat or sleep, just so his body would feel as empty as his heart. That warm feeling…it was gone now. And right now, she was right there behind him. But he couldn't reach her anymore…no matter how close she was. They were always going to be miles apart from now on.

Tohru muttered in her sleep from the back seat, "Please…please don't…I want to remember…"

"I thought you said she wouldn't remember…" Kyo asked, raising an angered eyebrow at Hatori.

"She won't…by tomorrow when she wakes up." Hatori looked at Kyo, who had looked almost hopeful a second before and now looked terribly sad yet again.

"In that case…can I ask you something Hatori?" he looked back out the window again, resting his chin on his arms.

"What is it?"

"Make me forget her…" he began, his voice losing all emotion, "Forgetting her…would be easier than this."

Hatori said nothing, only continued driving and cursed himself for ever letting Akito rule over him like that.

Author's Note: Erm! YAY! Chapter one is the done! What'd you think? Was it angsty

Goodness? I thought so. Let's see, depressing maybe? Yes? I don't really know and am not so good with judging my own work. So please, leave comments. I am very interested in what you all want to say about my work! Really, I am! Even if its just to point out a flaw you noticed, any OOC moments (I'm sure Akito has plenty…and Kyo maybe…) I tried to keep them as in character as possible. So yes, please leave a review, I appreciate them soooo much. Thank you for reading this far…and review if you enjoyed. Or didn't enjoy…but if you disliked, tell me why. And please no flames.

EDIT: Okay...I felt I needed to explain Akito's behavior. While I personally feel that if he was going to kill someone he would do something like say...push them off of a high ledge. Something more subtly violent. However, I also think he's one to torture someone until they "break". Which is what he was trying to do to Kyo. He didn't want to kill him...he wanted to "break" him.

Kyo's behavior. Why didn't he fight back? Well, one...he was scared. No one stands up to Akito...it just isn't done. If you've spent your entire life being told some person is "God" you certainly are going to be terrified of them in a sense. And yeah, Akito's head of family. Which also justifies Hatori's actions. You just do what Akito says...its how it is

EDIT 2: To the person who just reviewed concerning Akito. Yes, I do know everything about Akito and all. However, putting that in this would be a HUGE spoiler for anyone who isn't that far in the manga/doesn't know/only watches the anime. So, I'm being considerate and leaving that as is for now, or until the US manga release catches up. For some reason that came off as rather elitist, and you know, if I wouldn't have known I would have been pissed because you showed little concern in whether or not I would have minded the spoiler. And a major one like that nonetheless. If you would have bothered to read more I'm fairly sure I clarified things concerning that. Regardless, it irked me that you did it anyways. An anonymous review too--bothers me more because there's no way for me to tell you any of this and just hope you bother to read. Not only that, but ANYONE who reads the reviews and didn't want to know will now. I could delete the review, but I'd rather leave it because I'm so nice