No time for an author's note! I just want to hurry and write this chapter as quickly as possible!!!

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T own TMHS, Fruits Basket, or any of the characters!

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"My sweet Kyon, it's been terribly long since I've seen you last! Why not instead of living at Shigure's, you come live with me?" the excited young college student held tightly to the collar of the poor younger man's school jacket, ignoring his struggles to escape.

"Get the FUCK OFF of me you damn psycho!" Kyon responded to her puppy dog eye's that just screamed, 'HUG ME!'.

Kagura pulled her tiny hand's away from his clothes to cover her mouth in shock and rejection. Now her face looked as if she were a kicked puppy "Kyon-kun… how, how could you say that?!"

Itsuki and Mikura stood surprised. Not just at the fact that a small, beautiful, woman had jumped (and over-powered) their fellow club member, but also by the harsh language that Kyon was spitting in her face. They had never heard him spout those type of words before. Not even with Haruhi.

"Kyon, don't you think you're being a little-" Mikura began to speak, before the stranger cut her off.

"How could you say that… after ALL WE'VE BEEN THROUGH TOGETHER?!?!" Kagura screamed in righteous fury, bending his arm's behind his back.

At this point, no one, not even Nagato knew what to do besides stare at the strange occurrence happening in front of their eye's. A little HELP would be appreciated!! Kyon inwardly fumed, staring back at their blank, stupid stares while they just stood there watching him get his ass kicked by a short girl.

"Honestly stupid cat, if you're ever going to have a spark of hope of beating me, first you're going to have to learn how to protect yourself from Kagura-nee." another beautiful stranger appeared behind the trio, insulting Kyon in a condescending tone.

At first, Itsuki mistook the fair-skinned person for a girl, before he noticed the boys uniform of the neighboring high school. Behind him stood an agitated, yet cute young woman wearing the matching female outfit.

"Kyo-Kyon-kun… Kagura-chan…" she called out quietly.

Not hearing Tohru's whisper-like plea, Kyon shouted angrily back at the feminine boy, still underneath the person named Kagura. "Shut up ya' damn rat! I'd like to see you try to beat her!"

"It's considered rude to hit a girl." was the cool reply. Turning toward the three high school students obviously put off by Kyon's strange behavior, and their presence, the male Yuki greeted them as his usual charming self, as if his older cousin wasn't physically assaulting the younger cousin.

"Forgive Kagura-nee's energetic (Energetic?!) attitude, but she dearly missed her fiancé (FIANCE?!), and so I couldn't think of anything besides showing her the way to your school where she could meet with him properly." all this was explained with a calm smile, that for some reason was far more creepier than the Esper's. It almost led the trio to believe his intentions' were of evil intent, but they didn't know the stranger well enough yet to make that type of assumption.

Completely ignoring Kyon's screams of denial (and pain), Itsuki took the initiative to introduce the others, and made sure to inquire about that new tidbit of information the stranger had just unveiled to him about their fellow club member.

"It's perfectly alright (Kyon, "NO IT'S NOT!"), my name is Koizumi Itsuki by the way. And this is Assahina Mikuru-san, and over there is Nagato Yuki-san." he pointed to the others.

"What a coincidence. My name is Yuki as well. Sohma Yuki. And this is my friend, Miss Honda. Honda Tohru." the silver haired young man introduced the frantic girl behind him, looking from the yelling woman, to the beaten boy on the floor.

When she heard her name being called, the brunette raised her head and smiled brightly, if not a bit nervous, as she bowed repeatedly and said, "OH! Hello there! It's so nice to meet you! I've always wanted to meet Kyon-kun's friends', but haven't had the time! Oh my, I hope that wasn't rude of me! By the way, my name is Honda Tohru!"

That little speech sounded like she had used only one breath of air, and by the looks of how her gasps of oxygen came out quick and short, that thought was right on the nose. "Rat-boy already told them your name dummy." a hand came out of nowhere and smacked her lightly on the head.

Somehow, Kyon had survived the brutal wounds that this Kagura person had inflicted upon him not moments ago, and he was now standing besides them looking injury-free. Though he had a deep frown set onto his face… it probably had to do with the bipolar young lady clinging to his right arm.

Itsuki, not looking in the least bit concerned about his friend's physical health, asked the question that was on everyone who was t=in the dark about Kyon's life. "Is it true you are to be married to Kagura-san, Kyon?" That wouldn't please Miss Suzumiya at all.

Right as Kyon yelled, "HELL NO!", Kagura proclaimed, "Yes!"

A deadly silence filled the long hallway; Kyon staring determinedly straight at the Exit door as if willing it to open, and a strong wind to blow him away; Kagura, staring daggers up at the taller boy's face, smiling angelically. "Shut. Up. And just agree."

He was too scared to say anything at all it seemed, and his older cousin seemed fine with silence as an answer.

Breaking the tension, Itsuki spoke up once more trying to get some answers, "So, if you wouldn't mind me asking, how did you four meet?"

Kagura, Yuki, and Kyon answered in unison once more, "We're cousins." Yet Yuki went on to elaborate, "And Miss Honda is currently living in our care in exchange she do the house-hold chores."

The seven soon fell into discussion about a meaningless topic of the upcoming teacher's conferences' that would let the students have about three days off of school. Though everyone seemed absorbed in the polite conversation, Kyon and Itsuki kept throwing glances at each other, signifying the silent agreement that they would meet to discuss later.

"By the way Tohru, how was the cultural festival today? How were your rice cakes?" Kyon asked, breaking away from the dead chatter.

"OH! It was very exciting! The cat onigiri sold out really quickly, and I was able to meet two other Sohmas! Hatori-san, and Momiji-kun!"

Yet again, another inevitable sigh. "They just keep showin' up, don't they?" the sixteen year-old seemed slightly frustrated at first, then the rest of her word's sunk in. "Wait-did you just say, Hatori was there?!"

He turned a sharp, accusing glare at Yuki-kun, before demanding, "What the hell was that bastard doing there?!"

"He wasn't there to threaten Honda-san, if that's what you're complaining about. Besides, it's not like he could do much while baby-sitting Momiji, stupid cat."

Now, whilst the two boys argued, Tohru appeared like a chicken with it's head cut off, and Kagura stood there smiling still grasping Kyon's arm possessively, the others were lost in translation once more. They had no idea who these new people were, and why there friend was so concerned about this Hatori fellow.

Miss Assahina and Tohru tried to interject several times, and her many hemming and hawing caught the silver-haired male's attention, so he ceased his immature fighting, to apologize.

"Well, it seems we've taken up much of your time, it also appears to have gotten quite late. We should be on our way home now. Come on Miss Honda." Without waiting to see if Kyon was following or not, Yuki turned and headed toward the door.

The first official SOS Brigade member turned to his fellow members, and said warily, "We'll finish this tomorrow." And that was that.

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Oddly enough, Haruhi had skipped club today, giving the four secret keepers an opportune moment of silence as they took in everything Kyon had just told them. He was sitting there, fingering his now uncolored head of bright orange hair, contemplating their reactions. Last night, he had decided to just wash away what was left of the brown dye, and go to school with his natural locks. Now sure, he received many funny looks, and Tanaguchi even had the gall to ask if had had joined up with one of the local gangs, but Kyon managed to ignore all the wide-eyed stares, and gossiping girls and Haruhi's interrogative questions, for he was too nervous with telling his greatest secret to the most quirkiest of people.

Finally, someone he didn't expect to speak first, asked him the question he'd been waiting for. "Uhh-Kyon-kun. I don't want to distrust you, but-but is there anyway you can prove to us you're… you're a-a-a cat?" Miss Assahina looked extremely skittish, as if she were afraid he'd jump up and begging to explode on her like he did to that damn rat.

Without saying a word, Kyon stood up, and abruptly grabbed Nagato around the waist tightly, before a large puff of red smoke filled the room. When it had cleared up some, the trio of non-believers saw that an orange-furred feline had taken the place where Kyon once stood, and was now jumping up onto the table.

"Anymore questions?" the cat asked innocently.

They were all amazed he could talk as well in that form, but Itsuki quickly over-came that, and proposed one that had been eating away at him since he heard the beginning to the tale.

"How is it possible? How did this curse come to rest upon the shoulder's of your family alone?"

It was quiet for a rather long five seconds, where they feared Kyon wasn't going to answer him, but he finally spoke.

"Haruhi isn't the only God in this world."