Disclaimer: As much as I wish I did, I do not own Fruits basket or the characters and the plot of this is purely made up. If I owned it I would be making episodes instead of writing fanfiction, wouldn't I?
Warnings: Self-harm, Mild Yaoi.
This is my second fanfic, my first with multiple chapters, and reviews would be great. Also if you have any ideas about what should happen, tell me and i'll try to include them. If I get any reviews for chapters 1 and 2 I'll continue the story, if not I probably won't so if you like it review! :)
Chapter Two (Kyo POV)
I woke early as usual but only due to my body's natural alarm clock. I was still tired from my late night although I was beginning to adjust to this lack of sleep. I trudged to the bathroom and grabbed a towel. I quickly showered, dressed and made my way downstairs. I didn't go for my usual morning run that day because it usually just ended with me fainting or barely being able to make it to school so I decided it wasn't worth it, I just didn't have the energy from my lack of sleep, lack of food and blood loss. You see, for the last few weeks I had been thinking, there are loads of people in the world dying from malnutrition and there I was, a worthless, pathetic baka neko eating all the food I wanted, whenever I wanted, every day! So I was only eating the bare minimum; what was necessary to survive and enough to stop Tohru and the others getting suspicious, which they didn't seem to have, not that they would have cared if they had anyway. I grabbed the carton of milk from the fridge and took a long drink straight from the carton. I'm the cat, what do you expect? By this time the others would have begun to wake up so, to avoid being forced to eat breakfast or come up with some kind of excuse, I left the house early. Once I reached school I went straight to the roof to think. I pulled my sleeve up and checked my wounds. Healing but not very fast. I sighed. It really was getting too hot to always wear long sleeves now but if I didn't people will see the cuts. The dilemma. One I had yet to figure out a solution to.
'That's the bell. Better make my way to another day of false insults at Yuki and false arrogance and hope which is my front to hide the self-hatred. Ironic, eh?'
Quite a short chapter this time but they'll be longer in the future.
Remember to review if you want me to continue. :)