Shorter than I prefer but I'm pressed for time. Sorry I disappeared for a while, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own fruits basket, but Kitsune is ,mine!
"I just got off the phone with Kyo's mentor," Shigure explained, hanging up the phone and putting it on the table. He sat there with Kitsune, Yuki and Tohru, all facing each other with apprehensive looks upon their faces. The search for Kyo was still on, but now there we no leads.
"What did master Kazuma say?" Yuki asked, his expression slightly less bored then it appeared to be.
"He said that Kyo hasn't shown up there for months," Shigure replied curtly.
"Where else could he have gone?" Kitsune asked, leaning her chin on her knuckles and staring down at her small cup of amber colored tea.
Shigure shrugged. "Who knows? He could be sulking on the roof, hiding in the woods, maybe even on a boat drifting miles away from us as we speak. We can never really tell with Kyo,"
The sound of the glass shattering was deafening in the now silent and tense room. The only sound that past through its quiet borders was the red haired girl's rhythmic breathing. Her eyes were fiercely, pinned on the wall from where she'd thrown the cup and she felt the realization of her actions fall upon her making it hard for her to stand. Again, she'd let her anger get the better of her, and her actions suffered for it.
"Kitsune?" Tohru asked softly, and that pulled the fox girl out of her trance. She looked over at the group who were all staring a there like she was a freak, and she felt her lungs closing up inside her and she needed to get out. As soon as possible.
. . .
I'm so stupid, She thought, banging her fists hard into the tree and leaning her forehead on the harsh bark, not even wincing a the rough pain that erupted through her nerves. So freaking stupid.
The thought of coming back to face the Sohma family again hadn't been the most frightening issue, it had been him. Facing him.
She knew that her brother would never be able to truly forgive her, not at first, but she had a hope. A small, dim flicker of hope that she could be his sister again.
The red haired girl pulled her legs close to her body, resting her chin on her knees. The action was something she'd grown accustomed to when she was living alone but she wasn't alone, not anymore.
You shouldn't have thrown that damn cup, Kitsune scolded herself. You need to stop being so…. A word rose in her mind, a memory she didn't want to remember, so she pushed it down. Difficult, that's what she was.
Kitsune shut her eyes, inhaling deeply. Remember when you were little? She asked herself. It didn't practical to think to yourself as if you were a separate person, but most people had never been alone like Kitsune was accustomed to. They'd never spent long nights in bus stations, their bodies pulled together to keep warm in the dark and cold nights. Never had to steal food from stores barley scraping by while the clerks' back were turned. Never lived life on the fringe of society, utterly and completely alone.
He has, a small piece of herself believed and Kitsune shook her head. Try to remember something. Ever since she was on her own in life she'd try to remember a memory, something that made the long nights alone less lonely, or the times she'd been caught by the police a little less scary. A little less scary, not completely gone.
She was about three years old, her eyes roaming the white room she'd cared home from birth. She could feel herself getting stronger, but it would be a long time before she would finally get to leave the save haven thee four blank walls provided for her and fell into the real world, where she would soon discover herself as the fox. A monster. A lost soul.
She saw the boy again, with funny eyes that sometimes seemed to flash the color amber from the glass window in her room. It was like of like a mirror from a fairy tale, to a whole different world that didn't exist. But it wasn't, she lived in the fantasy world, and outside the real one kept turning.
Kyo that was his name, he was her brother. He would draw her pictures, pictures that had both of them in them. Holding hands or playing. She could remember every single picture he drew. But this one she remembered was a picture she wasn't part of. It was just him, staring up with his amber eyes at the sky, where he'd drawn a plane soaring above him.
Kitsune looked up at the sky, half expecting to see what? The plane soaring through the sky like in his picture? No…..just another empty sky full of lights and faraway places.
She stood, putting her hands behind her back and shut her eyes, breathing in the mountain air. She was tired and she knew that she had to apologize to her cousin. She needed to learn to better control her anger.
Better late than never, Kitsune thought bitterly and started walking through the woods back to the house, when it dawned on her. She froze in her tracks and glowing green eyes widened. Suddenly, she knew where she needed to go, and where she would find what she was looking for.
Kitsune was running through the woods back towards Shigure's house before she could release another thought. It was there, so obvious. She just couldn't see it. Even though it was just a hope that she was right, it was the most she could go on.
She was remembering the old Kyo, not the new one. But they were the same person she was so desperate to find, and she wouldn't rest until she had.
So, she has some idea of where he's going, and hopefully you do to. Please review.
