What's up everybody! Well hope you guys didn't wait too long for this one, I thought I got it in on time. I wanted to get it in before or on Thanksgiving so I could wish you guys a happy one. If this story continues until Christmas, I'll be sure to post it like at midnight or something. A present for everybody. Well I already told you what I'm getting you guys but you all have to read and tell me what you think of this chapter. Enjoy reading (dances with turkey)

Disclaimer: Yeah I don't own Fruits Baskets but yet I'm writing a story about it…..DON'T JUDGE MAN!

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"TOHRU!" Momiji, a blonde haired boy with rosy cheeks exclaimed excitedly while lunging himself at a surprised Tohru.

There was a poof and white smoke engulfed Tohru as she spun around, eyes swirling in confusion, " Momiji-kun!"

"Tohru! I've missed you!" A now fluffy pink rabbit known as Momiji hugged her collarbone, his small tail wiggling in joy.

"Momiji, you shouldn't surprise Tohru-san like that, she could have a heart attack. I have enough patients to take care of as is," Hatori said stoically while picking up Momiji's clothes off the ground.

There was another poof as a now naked Momiji jumped happily. "I'm sorry, but I couldn't help it. Tohru-chan is just so cute!" He giggled while hugging Tohru's arm, causing her to stiffen and turn bright red.

"M-Momiji-kun…," Tohru stuttered while plastering her eyes to the wall in front of her, not daring to glance at the lively bare boy next to her.

"Yes?" He replied, nuzzling her arm, oblivious to the fact that he was still naked.

Hatori sighed while quickly pulling Tohru away and covering her eyes, "Momiji, put your clothes back on."

A few minutes passed after Momiji finally put his clothes back on, throwing a fit about Hatori wanting to keep Tohru for himself.

"So Hatori-san, is today your day off?" Tohru inquired while Momiji rested his head on her shoulder, sucking on a lollipop and humming a tune.

"No, but lately I haven't been that busy since Akito's fever seems to have been calming down these past few days. I'm a bit shocked to say the least," Hatori said while scribbling something down on a piece of paper at his desk.

"That's wonderful!" Tohru chimed happily, causing Hatori to raise an eyebrow at her. "Akito is getting better! He should be in a better mood now, since he's feeling better, right? We should celebrate or something! I know, I'm going to go and cook him something, it's the least I can do for him after he let me stay here!" Tohru said clasping her hands together in joy.

"Um…Tohru-san I don't think-" Hatori began but was cut off by more babble from Tohru.

"Of course it has to be specially prepared food; I'm pretty sure Akito gets sick easily. Hatori I bet you have a list of things Akito could eat, right?"

"Yes but-"

"Oh is it this right here?" Tohru said while looking at a sheet of paper on Hatori's desk that had a list of ingredients and foods along with their nutritional facts.

"Thank you very much Hatori-san," Tohru said bowing quickly before almost sprinting towards the kitchen. "Wait for me Tohru!" Momiji yelled while running after her.

Silence filled the room as Hatori rested his head in his hand, feeling a throbbing headache coming on. "You're welcome."

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"Miss Honda, what are you doing! That is Master Akito's food?" A maid with raven hair tied into a tight bun, screeched in horror.

"Oh excuse me Naomi-san, but I just wanted to taste what Akito-san eats everyday, for research purposes." Tohru smiled at the familiar maid, while dipping a spoon into a bowl of what looked to be Miso soup.

With a spoonful Tohru's face contorted into a sour expression and her brown strands of hair stood on end. "It's so bitter!" Tohru coughed while rushing to the sink for water.

Naomi crossed her arms and huffed in annoyance. "If you must know I made that Miso and Master Akito likes it just fine. Besides he doesn't like sweets and it's the only thing that won't make him sick."

Tohru finished her water and took a deep breathe. "I know that, but still, I never thought Miso soup could taste so…," she said pausing. "…interesting."

Naomi furrowed her eyebrows and put her hands on her hips. "Well I'd like to see you do better. If Master Akito gets angry it will be your head!" She reprimanded Tohru before walking out.

Tohru scratched her head in thought while looking around the kitchen. Momiji seemed to have run off somewhere so she was left by herself. She then noticed a list of meals on the kitchen counter. Tohru's face brightened and she grabbed the list quickly before grabbing her cooking spoon and began cooking in a wild frenzy.

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Akito sat in his room petting a small yellow parakeet gently with his delicate fingers. A soft knock was heard from the door.

"Enter," he said while putting the bird back in his cage, it chirping and fluttering.

Naomi, the same maid that scolded Tohru before, appeared with a tray carrying tea and Miso, perspiration on her forehead. She laid the tray down, struggling not to drop it due to anxiety.

Akito glanced at her, his lips creased into a frown as he sat down at the table. "You're late."

Naomi bowed deeply. "My apologies, Akito-sama."

Akito said nothing while reaching for his Miso. Naomi watched him silently, her hands clenching around the teapot.

He raised his eyebrow and sneered. "You may leave now," he said before tasting his soup. His eyes widened as he held the spoon in his mouth, causing Naomi to cringe a bit while taking a step back.

He put the bowl down calmly, agitation evident in his voice. "Naomi, what did you do to my soup?"

"Well Master Akito I…I mean, Honda-san wanted to-"

"She what?" Akito's curiosity seemed to calm his irritation.

She gulped. "Well Miss Honda wanted to cook for you and she was very persistent about it so I-"

"Bring her to me," he interrupted while drinking his tea.

"She's still cooking-"

"Well then when she's done, I want her to bring my food instead. You can go now," he said waving her dismissal.

About fifteen minutes had passed until a faint knock was heard. "Come in," Akito replied.

Tohru pushed the door open, a tray filled with enticing food piled on it. She bowed before spreading the food along the table. "My apologies, Akito-san, if I insulted you by cooking. If you wish for something else I can call Naomi and-"

"Sit down," he ordered while pointing to a chair next to him. She obeyed, although confusion apparent in her eyes. He gazed over the arrangement of food, some looking familiar to his traditional dining, some new and strange to him.

He grabbed a rice ball and held it out to her.

She cocked her head to the side while glancing at the rice ball and back to him. "But it's for you-"

"Did I stutter? I said eat it," Akito frowned as she took the food. She took one more glance at him before taking a bite out of it. He raised his eyebrow before taking another rice ball and biting it, relishing the taste of plum in his mouth. Plum in a rice ball? The blend of such foods caught his fancy. It wasn't exactly sweet, nor was it bitter like some of the food he was accustomed to because of his condition.

Tohru watched him curiously for any sign of approval, causing him to snap at her. "Stop staring at me. It's rude," he said before taking another bite out of the rice ball.

Tohru glanced back at the rice ball she had bitten and then let out a giggle; soon the one giggle erupted into a fit of giggles.

Akito frowned at her giggling. "What are you laughing at? Stop it," he commanded while putting his food down.

"I'm sorry Akito-san, but—hehe—I can't believe—hehe—you thought that I poisoned the food—hehehe," she gasped between giggles. She was soon on the floor, holding her ribs feeling like they were going to burst. The mere thought of Akito actually having a childish idea such as that made Tohru smile and laugh in joy. His assumption, to her, was a hint to the possibility that he was still human; thus making her fall into a fit of joy.

Akito furrowed his brows as he felt a strange warmth tingle on his cheeks. "How dare you accuse me of such idiotic ideas!" He yelled, clenching his fists as the warmth seemed to grow at Tohru's perpetual giggles. Her giggles almost sounded like the coo of a dove as it caressed his ears. He shook his head at the thought, the mere thought of her ugly voice sounding even the slightest bit attractive was pure blasphemy!

"I said stop laughing!" Akito said, finally getting up and grabbing her wrists, yanking her up to face him. "Stop that stupid laughing!" Tohru only continued to giggle, as she saw that Akito's cheeks were almost a dark pink.

She finally stopped her giggling, breathing hard, her chest heaving up and down for air. Akito glanced down and became mesmerized by the rising and falling of her torso, the pink in his cheeks growing darker as he shook his head and let go of her.

"Just get out," he said turning away from her while pointing to the door.

Remorse filled her eyes as Tohru attempted to place a hand on his shoulder. "I apologize, Akito-san. I didn't mean to offend you. I just-"

Swiftly Akito caught her hands, holding them up over her head with one hand, causing her to gasp in surprise as her back hit the hardwood floor, "Akito-"

"Don't tempt me Tohru-san," he breathed into her ear, while letting his free hand trail over the top of her abdomen, his hand slowly making its way towards her chest. Tohru was speechless as shivers tingled down her spine.

He didn't know why he was doing this exactly, perhaps just to scare her. But his body seemed to think otherwise as he placed both of his knees on either side of her body, crouching over her. His pale hand played with the sash on Tohru's kimono as he breathed over her neck. She shivered while trying to wiggle out of his grasp, proving a failure and only helping him untie the slash. Tohru's mind was in a fever of thoughts as she tried to make sense of these new feelings that seemed to erupt from her own flesh and course down her spine.

When the sash was finally untied there was a knock at the door. Akito frowned at the irritating noise, surprisingly finding his new game quite amusing.

He stood up while dusting himself off. "You can go," he said in dismissal.

Tohru stood quickly and tied her sash tightly before bowing to him. "Y-y-yes, of course."

He glanced at her before grinning at her flushed face. "Thank you for the food Tohru-san," he said pausing to trail a finger down her neck. "Although I do crave for some dessert." He smirked before licking her lips, the faint taste of the rice ball on her lips.

Tohru trembled, trying to steady her quivering legs. "It was m-my pleasure, Akito-san."

He laughed darkly in response as she headed out the door. "It was, wasn't it?"

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Ok well glad I got this before the holidays, something to read after you all have stuffed your faces with food. Ok I suppose I made Akito go a little fast with Tohru, but there is a reason for this later on and I don't think anyone wants to wait like six chapters until something interesting happens. Besides, Akito is Akito, he likes to play haha. Well I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, I made it longer. I apologize for the third chapter being so short. Happy Thanksgiving!