A/N: Okay here is the first chapter everyone! I'll try to keep updating this as often as I can, it all depends on how fast I write this. Thank you for the reviews so far! Because it was asked a few times I just wanted to say that there will be another story after this one that will take up where the prologue and epilogue leave off. But I kind of need to write this one first. Anyways, I hope you all enjoy! Please read and review!

Warning: This is a Yaoi fic! If you don't like don't read!

Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket or its characters. No matter how awesome that would be.

Chapter 1: A Domain of Snow

My gaze drifted lazily around the classroom as I waited for this hell to be over. I longed to be out of this stupid, oppressing place. The trapped feeling I had when I was here had started out a long time ago and had been small, not really noticeable at all, but somehow lately it had grown intensely. My eyes rested on the clock every few minutes, wishing time would go faster and end this torture.

I tried to focus on anything but the extremely boring lecture on, what was it again? Oh, right…math. I didn't really care though, it was something I had already learned. A rhythmic tapping noise caught my attention. For a moment I thought it was the clock or something but after looking around for the source I realized it was Kyou tapping his pencil on the desk. Baka Neko. Distracting people like that. I glanced around the class again only to realize that I was the only one who noticed. My eyes narrowed slightly at the realization and I tried vainly to focus on something different.

It didn't work. My mind kept hearing the tap of the pencil and my eyes kept glancing over at Kyou. At one point he must have sensed my attention because he glanced over at looked at me with a confused glance. I could feel a slight heat in my face as he caught me looking and lowered my head. Why had I reacted that way? I mentally hit myself for the next few minutes. The tapping continued. Irritation grew within me, focused at both Kyou and myself. My hand clenched my pencil harder as I tried to refrain myself from fighting him right here in class, just so I could relieve this anger.

Thankfully the class ended just as I was sure I was about to lose control. I stood quickly, gathering my things. I just wanted to go home. Then the realization hit me. I still had student council today. The dream of going home and being in peace shattered. I glowered and stalked out of the classroom.

I made it about three steps before they saw me. The fan-girls. I sighed and continued to walk in the direction of the student council room. I really did not want to be mean to the girls, they didn't mean any harm or anything but my mood for the past few days was not very cohesive to their attentions.

Thankfully it did not take me long to reach the student council room and I smiled at the fact I was the first one there. The slight smile did not last long however as I heard a voice pipe up behind me. "Yun-Yun!" I grimaced slightly at the nickname, although you would think I should be used to it by now.

"Hello Kakeru." I said politely, placing my things next to me as I sat down in one of the chairs. I glanced over at the clock quickly and sighed. Why had I ever agreed to do this? I searched my memory and recalled the reason. Miss Honda. I was just about to get lost in that train of thought when the door opened and the other members of the student council walked in. I smiled up at them as they entered and eventually got settled. "Alright, what should we begin with today?" I asked the other members. Kakeru of course was the first to open his mouth and as usual what came out of it was not productive in the slightest. I sighed and focused my mind on getting through the rest of this day.

Thankfully for me the meeting did not last terribly long. Kakeru fell asleep about halfway through and Kimi had to rush off to something important, giggling quietly the whole time she getting ready to leave. She was a strange girl indeed.

Somehow through the entirety of the meeting I felt myself becoming more and more isolated. I sighed inwardly, I had known this would happen the longer I stayed around the school and other people. It wasn't that I didn't like them or anything, they just did not understand me. And I knew they never would. No one could understand the intense loneliness I carried with me. While everyone else lived in a world in which their inner seasons, their moods and emotions, changed; I lived in a domain of snow. A constant frozen winter, cold and alone.

I was relieved when the meeting was over and even though I was eager to leave I managed to be the last to leave the room. I wasn't really paying attention as I walked through the now empty halls, my mind was in other places. I was not even paying attention to walking really, I was absorbed in looking for something in my bag. The next thing I knew I was hitting something hard and fell to the ground, the thing, or rather person I had run into falling strait on top of me.

I blinked in shock as I stared into the crimson eyes above mine, the eyes of my rival. I could feel his chest pressed against my own, intense heat radiating from him. Surprisingly it was actually a nice feeling. Wait! What?!? It only took a few seconds for my mind to process those thoughts before I quickly shoved him off of me, quickly standing up. "Baka Neko! Watch where you are going!"

Kyou looked at me from the ground, emotions flickering across his face. Shock, confusion, something I couldn't really tell and finally resting on anger. "ME!?! Damn rat! It wasn't me who wasn't watching where they were going!" He shouted at me.

"Then why did you run into me?" I responded coolly. I sighed and picked up my bag. "What are you doing here so late anyways?"

Kyou had picked himself up of the floor by this point and ran a hand through his hair, probably not even paying attention to that action, causing his hair to stick up in different direction. "The teacher made me stay behind," he mumbled. He shook his head slightly and I wondered what he was thinking. He looked up at me for a moment, his gaze unreadable. "I have to go. Shishou will be wondering why I am so late." He stalked off towards the exit. I could just barely hear what he was muttering to himself. "Damn rat! My fault. Should watch where he is going more often."

I sighed and shook my head, not even bothering to get angry at his words. I was thinking about to many other things anyways. Like the feeling of Kyou's chest against mine. Stop it! You're a guy, he's a guy! He's your cousin for god's sake! I sighed and began walking home, my mind a mix of emotions.

I retreated into my room for most of the night, only coming out for dinner. Luckily Kyou was absent at dinner, deciding to remain later at Shishou's because he had been so late getting there. It was a relief to me because I was still contemplating everything that had occurred. I eventually allowed myself to collapse onto my bed, once it was an acceptable time for sleep. I had been unable to concentrate on anything the entire night. I began arguing with myself in my mind. Nothing happened. I mean he fell on me, it was nothing really. Oh, really? Then why can't you stop thinking about it? You can't even stop thinking about class when he was tapping his damn pencil on his desk for who knows how long! I sighed and ran my hands over my face, trying to erase my thoughts. I buried my head into my pillow, forcing myself to attempt sleep. It didn't work well. It took me a good hour more at least before sleep finally claimed me. One last word drifted into my head as I fell asleep. Kyou...