A/N:
Starting from here on, the story will be told from Kyou's point of view.
Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket, but I sure wish I did! :)
BTW, Please R&R, it helps me keep the will to continue.
I started back towards the school after telling Tohru I'd see her at dinner. Yuki was still at a meeting in the school. Something drew me to this strange American girl, and I wanted to know what it was.
She blushed more than Tohru anytime she looks at me. Perhaps she feels it to. It's as if something needs to be said between us, or maybe I just feel she needs a friend. My feet carry me fully into the building and up the stairs.
She was always on the roof. Her eyes spoke of loneliness and pain, a feeling so strong I'd only seen it in the Sohma. Despite the open area, it was like she thought the roof would hide her.
Finally, I realized that while I was thinking and guessing about this girl, I'd made it to the door to the roof. Slowly, I opened it. I felt as if I should be careful not to scare the girl, Riri.
A breathless phrase in English escaped her lips as she turned to face me, "You're here." The wind blew her short brown hair into a mess, and startled green eyes shined with unshed tears.
Why would she being crying? "Daijoubu-ka?" She nodded and I felt a knot in my heart release. "Would you like to go for a walk? You looked like you could use someone around. The school's pretty creepy at night."
She laughed and replied in Japanese, "A walk would be nice. And it's more than creepy." She wrinkles her nose cutely in disgust. Did I just think cute?
Gruffly, afraid for myself, I change my attitude, "Well, come on then. I'm Sohma Kyou."
For a moment, she seems confused, and then she just smiles. "Hai, demo where are going?"
I think for a moment, watching her irritatedly brush her skirt down. "I'll show you the market. Tohru wants to invite you for a sleepover one night."
She smiles, "I know. Tohru's very kind. Not everyone is." A dark look hovers over her face for a moment, but disappears just as quickly.
I pause in our walking, "Is something wrong?" A smile, as fake as any of Yuki's, appeared on her lips.
"Of course not. Let's continue." I feel anger building. It was similar to my anger towards Yuki when he tries to hide his feelings. He likes Tohru, but still hasn't told her, and until then she's going to be oblivious to his feelings.
I turn towards her and thrust my hands onto her shoulders to keep her at a distance. "Wrong answer. Someone in your past hurt you. Who? How? You can't make friends by hiding your feelings!" My voice raised in anger unintentionally and I saw her flinch. "Listen, I'm sorry. I don't even know you, but I want to help. Without knowing the problem, I can't help you. Please." My voice sounded rough even to me.
She sighs and starts to turn away. I quickly turn her back towards me, and put a hand under her chin to force her to look into my eyes. "You have to face your fears, not turn away and hope that by not seeing it won't happen."
I could see her swallow nervously, and even that was cute. Somehow, in the back of my mind, I knew I was falling for a girl I barely knew. Yet, it felt like I'd always known her.
"My mother died when I was born. My father was a drunk and beat me. I told the police, and they took me away. It was very hard for me. He was still my father. They put me in a foster home, but even they didn't care. I turned eighteen during this last summer, and I chose to spend my last school year here, away from the memories. A friend paid for school, gave me a little extra money for trips. It's still hard. I don't know anyone. I feel as if they don't like me because I'm different." Her lips trembled, and eyes filled with tears.
My fingers gently brush the tears away. "I like you because you are different, and so do others. If someone doesn't like you, then it's because they're stupid." Gruffly, I let go of her. "It's getting late, and I need to get home. I'll see you tomorrow." I'd let a girl, a stranger, affect my feelings in ways that even Tohru had.
A soft voice follows me into dusk and into my dreams, "Thank you, Kyou- kun."
Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket, but I sure wish I did! :)
BTW, Please R&R, it helps me keep the will to continue.
I started back towards the school after telling Tohru I'd see her at dinner. Yuki was still at a meeting in the school. Something drew me to this strange American girl, and I wanted to know what it was.
She blushed more than Tohru anytime she looks at me. Perhaps she feels it to. It's as if something needs to be said between us, or maybe I just feel she needs a friend. My feet carry me fully into the building and up the stairs.
She was always on the roof. Her eyes spoke of loneliness and pain, a feeling so strong I'd only seen it in the Sohma. Despite the open area, it was like she thought the roof would hide her.
Finally, I realized that while I was thinking and guessing about this girl, I'd made it to the door to the roof. Slowly, I opened it. I felt as if I should be careful not to scare the girl, Riri.
A breathless phrase in English escaped her lips as she turned to face me, "You're here." The wind blew her short brown hair into a mess, and startled green eyes shined with unshed tears.
Why would she being crying? "Daijoubu-ka?" She nodded and I felt a knot in my heart release. "Would you like to go for a walk? You looked like you could use someone around. The school's pretty creepy at night."
She laughed and replied in Japanese, "A walk would be nice. And it's more than creepy." She wrinkles her nose cutely in disgust. Did I just think cute?
Gruffly, afraid for myself, I change my attitude, "Well, come on then. I'm Sohma Kyou."
For a moment, she seems confused, and then she just smiles. "Hai, demo where are going?"
I think for a moment, watching her irritatedly brush her skirt down. "I'll show you the market. Tohru wants to invite you for a sleepover one night."
She smiles, "I know. Tohru's very kind. Not everyone is." A dark look hovers over her face for a moment, but disappears just as quickly.
I pause in our walking, "Is something wrong?" A smile, as fake as any of Yuki's, appeared on her lips.
"Of course not. Let's continue." I feel anger building. It was similar to my anger towards Yuki when he tries to hide his feelings. He likes Tohru, but still hasn't told her, and until then she's going to be oblivious to his feelings.
I turn towards her and thrust my hands onto her shoulders to keep her at a distance. "Wrong answer. Someone in your past hurt you. Who? How? You can't make friends by hiding your feelings!" My voice raised in anger unintentionally and I saw her flinch. "Listen, I'm sorry. I don't even know you, but I want to help. Without knowing the problem, I can't help you. Please." My voice sounded rough even to me.
She sighs and starts to turn away. I quickly turn her back towards me, and put a hand under her chin to force her to look into my eyes. "You have to face your fears, not turn away and hope that by not seeing it won't happen."
I could see her swallow nervously, and even that was cute. Somehow, in the back of my mind, I knew I was falling for a girl I barely knew. Yet, it felt like I'd always known her.
"My mother died when I was born. My father was a drunk and beat me. I told the police, and they took me away. It was very hard for me. He was still my father. They put me in a foster home, but even they didn't care. I turned eighteen during this last summer, and I chose to spend my last school year here, away from the memories. A friend paid for school, gave me a little extra money for trips. It's still hard. I don't know anyone. I feel as if they don't like me because I'm different." Her lips trembled, and eyes filled with tears.
My fingers gently brush the tears away. "I like you because you are different, and so do others. If someone doesn't like you, then it's because they're stupid." Gruffly, I let go of her. "It's getting late, and I need to get home. I'll see you tomorrow." I'd let a girl, a stranger, affect my feelings in ways that even Tohru had.
A soft voice follows me into dusk and into my dreams, "Thank you, Kyou- kun."
