Here's the second chapte! And yes, I've updated. Anyways, this chapter will be told from the normal point of view at the start and then it'll turn to Shigure's point of view, and after Shadow Blazer's advice, I've decided to make this a little bit less Angst.
Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket or any of the characters… sadly. If the characters act OOC, then… well… you can't blame things on me!
Chapter 2: A Different Point of View
"This is just another ordinary beginning for another ordinary day," Shigure muttered to himself from behind his paper upon hearing the yelling and screaming from the Neko and the Nezumi, and the delicious smell coming from the kitchen. 'As ordinary as a day can get inside this house,' he silently chuckled to himself.
"Shigure-san, is Yuki-kun and Kyo-kun fighting again?" inquired the usual cheerful tone with a hint of worry within it as its owner made her way to the dining room.
"Don't worry Tohru-kun," Shigure responded, lowering his paper to look at the girl clearly, "it's when they're not fighting, that's when you should start worrying about their health," joked the older man, but it was quite true.
Tohru smiled in return upon hearing the his reassurance, "Shigure-san, the breakfast's ready. Should I get Yuki-kun and Kyo-kun?"
"Nah…" was the older Sohma's reply before he made his way into the kitchen, "let them blow off their steam before breakfast or they're going to be angry for the rest of the day. They'll do more damage to my house that way," he smiled teasingly as he settled down on his usual spot.
Tohru sweat dropped, clearly seeing Shigure's point. His house had been previously destroyed for more than 14 times, wither it was by Yuki, Kyo, or Kagura. "Hai," the younger girl replied, settling herself across from Shigure as she took off her apron.
"Tohru-kun…" asked Shigure unsurely, fighting wither to say it or not, "I'm going to the main house today. I won't be back tonight. I'm only telling because I didn't want you to worry about me."
"Hai Shigure-san," Tohru replied understandingly, "Ano…? May I ask why?"
"It's nothing," Shigure answered calmly, "I'm just going to visit Ha-san and stay with him for the night. It's nothing important. I just haven't seen him in a while."
"Hai," Tohru bowed to the Sohma sitting across from her, but suddenly was frozen in her spot when she heard the noise quite down from the next room, "I think they've stopped fighting."
Shigure nodded in agreement, "Tohru-kun, I think you should tell them breakfast is ready. They'll be happy to know."
"Hai, Shigure-san," Tohru slowly got up from her place at the table before making her way to the two other teens.
'I hate lying to her,' he thought to himself guiltily, 'but there was no way I could've told her.'
Two months had already passed since their encounter with the head of their family, Akito, and things seemed to have gone back to normal, but the burden had not yet been lifted from their chests. The weather had grown even colder over the past few days. It seemed as if the season had suddenly changed from autumn to winter in less than 48 hours. Shigure had been wondering wither if he should visit the main house to get a chance to talk to Akito. He couldn't help but feel guilty for helping Tohru… He knew he did the right thing by doing so, but Akito meant more than anybody else to him and he knew his loyalty to him was worth a lot in the eyes of their young master.
~Shigure's Thoughts~
-Ever since we were little, everybody had always been afraid of him. All they ever saw was a spoiled little brat with more power than he could ever handle, but I looked past that. I knew there's good within everybody, even him. He's not born with a controlling and angry nature; it was us that forced it on him. Imagine yourself as a 4-year-old child being stuck in a house full of people you don't even recognize. And for the strangest reason, they seem to hate you with passion. Wouldn't you blame yourself for your parents abandoning you, and not being liked by people? Nobody likes being alone, and that included him as well. The way I see things, anger is just another kind of disguise for your fear and loneliness. I know how he felt because I also hide my true feelings behind the mask I wear. Instead of using anger, I used humour. Mostly everybody in the family now see me as a goof off who never take things seriously, but in reality, I do. I just don't show it.
Unlike many others, I took my time and tried to get to know him and understand him. It was a hard journey. One of the hardest things I've ever tried to do, but I was happy with the result I finally received from him, a true smile. Of course that was many years ago, but I still remember it clearly. It was one of the best moments of my life. Your happiest moment in life is when you brighten somebody else's day. By doing so, you do not only make that person happy, you make yourself happy as well and along with the people around you. It's all about what you give, not what you get in return. When you understand that, you will be truly happy. Of course, I'm still not there yet, but I know somebody who is. I've noticed that about her the first moment we met. That innocent smile on her face and that careless voice of her's will be something I'll remember for the rest of my life. I know I did the right thing by protecting her, because Lord knows how many innocent people she can save in her lifetime without her realizing it.
I admire her and her spirit. I wish I could be somebody like her, someone who can truly take away one's burden without expecting anything other than a smile in return. I wish I could be the one to save Akito from himself and all his self-pity. If I could only make him understand how I feel. He probably thought I've betrayed him, but in reality I just wanted her to help people like him. I blame myself for not being more like Tohru when I was younger. If I had been then maybe I could've saved Akito, and he wouldn't be the person he is today. -
I took a deep breath before I opened the main gate leading into the Sohma Complex. Just being here brings back bittersweet memories. I guess everybody has to take the good along with the bad. I glanced around the garden, it was half buried by snow, but beautiful all the same. Just looking at it brings him into my mind. Just like the garden itself, Akito's true self is beautiful, but he hides himself under a veil of snow nobody can melt. But I can see through it and into the beauty within when nobody else can, I guess that's what they call love.
"Don't stand there too long. You're going to catch a cold, and I'll be the one ending up taking care of you," said the familiar calm voice of my best friend, as he poked his head out of the side porch of his house.
"You're the one who made the career decision, Ha-san," I joked, pushing the previous thoughts out of my mind. Hiding my true self once more behind a mask, as I made my way into Ha-san's house. "I warned you about the responsibilities, but you never listened to me. I told you it would be too much for you to handle."
"Idiot…" he muttered, before closing the door behind me, "so what brings you here?"
"I was just passing by the neighbourhood, so I decided to stop by and say hi," I said carelessly in my usual false cheerful tone. I settled myself around the table as Ha-san poured tea into the cup he took out from the cupboard.
"He's being more quite than usual. Always seemed to be deep in thoughts," answered my best friend before I even had a chance to ask the question. I guess he just knows me too well… and he always liked to get straight to the point.
"I never said I was here to ask you about Akito-san," I tried to deny.
"Then why do you look so nervous?" he questioned, knowing my intentions perfectly well.
I sighed in defeat knowing the fact that he can look right through me, so there was no point in hiding it now, "Is he getting any better?" I asked in a worried tone.
"I don't know," Ha-san replied unsurely, "his health has been good, but his mind seemed to be somewhere else these days. Sometimes he just stares into space for hours at a time without saying anything or having a single facial expression. I don't know if he's getting better or worse. Maybe Tohru's words had finally gotten to him."
"Maybe…"I answered, rethinking about Ha-san's news, "I doubt he'll figure out what it means. He's been trapped in here too long. It's both bad for his health physically and mentally."
Ha-san nodded in agreement, "what do you suggest we do about it?"
"I don't know… why do you suppose I have an idea?" I questioned, looking up at him curiously.
"You know him best out of every single member of our family," he replied quietly, settling himself across from me, "I'll trust you to make the best decision for him."
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Ok Kim, you win. Slash fics do gross me out, especially when I'm the one writing it. -_-; God knows how many times I had to hit myself in the head to make myself continue writing. Anyways… I'll finish the story if it's the last thing I do. A dare is a dare after all. Maybe I should make this story a little bit longer... or not. I may not update for a while since i caught a fever last night...it feels like I've just gotten ran over by a bus. Due to the fact that I'm not feeling too well, this chapter is only partially done, but I'll just leave it be for now.
Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket or any of the characters… sadly. If the characters act OOC, then… well… you can't blame things on me!
Chapter 2: A Different Point of View
"This is just another ordinary beginning for another ordinary day," Shigure muttered to himself from behind his paper upon hearing the yelling and screaming from the Neko and the Nezumi, and the delicious smell coming from the kitchen. 'As ordinary as a day can get inside this house,' he silently chuckled to himself.
"Shigure-san, is Yuki-kun and Kyo-kun fighting again?" inquired the usual cheerful tone with a hint of worry within it as its owner made her way to the dining room.
"Don't worry Tohru-kun," Shigure responded, lowering his paper to look at the girl clearly, "it's when they're not fighting, that's when you should start worrying about their health," joked the older man, but it was quite true.
Tohru smiled in return upon hearing the his reassurance, "Shigure-san, the breakfast's ready. Should I get Yuki-kun and Kyo-kun?"
"Nah…" was the older Sohma's reply before he made his way into the kitchen, "let them blow off their steam before breakfast or they're going to be angry for the rest of the day. They'll do more damage to my house that way," he smiled teasingly as he settled down on his usual spot.
Tohru sweat dropped, clearly seeing Shigure's point. His house had been previously destroyed for more than 14 times, wither it was by Yuki, Kyo, or Kagura. "Hai," the younger girl replied, settling herself across from Shigure as she took off her apron.
"Tohru-kun…" asked Shigure unsurely, fighting wither to say it or not, "I'm going to the main house today. I won't be back tonight. I'm only telling because I didn't want you to worry about me."
"Hai Shigure-san," Tohru replied understandingly, "Ano…? May I ask why?"
"It's nothing," Shigure answered calmly, "I'm just going to visit Ha-san and stay with him for the night. It's nothing important. I just haven't seen him in a while."
"Hai," Tohru bowed to the Sohma sitting across from her, but suddenly was frozen in her spot when she heard the noise quite down from the next room, "I think they've stopped fighting."
Shigure nodded in agreement, "Tohru-kun, I think you should tell them breakfast is ready. They'll be happy to know."
"Hai, Shigure-san," Tohru slowly got up from her place at the table before making her way to the two other teens.
'I hate lying to her,' he thought to himself guiltily, 'but there was no way I could've told her.'
Two months had already passed since their encounter with the head of their family, Akito, and things seemed to have gone back to normal, but the burden had not yet been lifted from their chests. The weather had grown even colder over the past few days. It seemed as if the season had suddenly changed from autumn to winter in less than 48 hours. Shigure had been wondering wither if he should visit the main house to get a chance to talk to Akito. He couldn't help but feel guilty for helping Tohru… He knew he did the right thing by doing so, but Akito meant more than anybody else to him and he knew his loyalty to him was worth a lot in the eyes of their young master.
~Shigure's Thoughts~
-Ever since we were little, everybody had always been afraid of him. All they ever saw was a spoiled little brat with more power than he could ever handle, but I looked past that. I knew there's good within everybody, even him. He's not born with a controlling and angry nature; it was us that forced it on him. Imagine yourself as a 4-year-old child being stuck in a house full of people you don't even recognize. And for the strangest reason, they seem to hate you with passion. Wouldn't you blame yourself for your parents abandoning you, and not being liked by people? Nobody likes being alone, and that included him as well. The way I see things, anger is just another kind of disguise for your fear and loneliness. I know how he felt because I also hide my true feelings behind the mask I wear. Instead of using anger, I used humour. Mostly everybody in the family now see me as a goof off who never take things seriously, but in reality, I do. I just don't show it.
Unlike many others, I took my time and tried to get to know him and understand him. It was a hard journey. One of the hardest things I've ever tried to do, but I was happy with the result I finally received from him, a true smile. Of course that was many years ago, but I still remember it clearly. It was one of the best moments of my life. Your happiest moment in life is when you brighten somebody else's day. By doing so, you do not only make that person happy, you make yourself happy as well and along with the people around you. It's all about what you give, not what you get in return. When you understand that, you will be truly happy. Of course, I'm still not there yet, but I know somebody who is. I've noticed that about her the first moment we met. That innocent smile on her face and that careless voice of her's will be something I'll remember for the rest of my life. I know I did the right thing by protecting her, because Lord knows how many innocent people she can save in her lifetime without her realizing it.
I admire her and her spirit. I wish I could be somebody like her, someone who can truly take away one's burden without expecting anything other than a smile in return. I wish I could be the one to save Akito from himself and all his self-pity. If I could only make him understand how I feel. He probably thought I've betrayed him, but in reality I just wanted her to help people like him. I blame myself for not being more like Tohru when I was younger. If I had been then maybe I could've saved Akito, and he wouldn't be the person he is today. -
I took a deep breath before I opened the main gate leading into the Sohma Complex. Just being here brings back bittersweet memories. I guess everybody has to take the good along with the bad. I glanced around the garden, it was half buried by snow, but beautiful all the same. Just looking at it brings him into my mind. Just like the garden itself, Akito's true self is beautiful, but he hides himself under a veil of snow nobody can melt. But I can see through it and into the beauty within when nobody else can, I guess that's what they call love.
"Don't stand there too long. You're going to catch a cold, and I'll be the one ending up taking care of you," said the familiar calm voice of my best friend, as he poked his head out of the side porch of his house.
"You're the one who made the career decision, Ha-san," I joked, pushing the previous thoughts out of my mind. Hiding my true self once more behind a mask, as I made my way into Ha-san's house. "I warned you about the responsibilities, but you never listened to me. I told you it would be too much for you to handle."
"Idiot…" he muttered, before closing the door behind me, "so what brings you here?"
"I was just passing by the neighbourhood, so I decided to stop by and say hi," I said carelessly in my usual false cheerful tone. I settled myself around the table as Ha-san poured tea into the cup he took out from the cupboard.
"He's being more quite than usual. Always seemed to be deep in thoughts," answered my best friend before I even had a chance to ask the question. I guess he just knows me too well… and he always liked to get straight to the point.
"I never said I was here to ask you about Akito-san," I tried to deny.
"Then why do you look so nervous?" he questioned, knowing my intentions perfectly well.
I sighed in defeat knowing the fact that he can look right through me, so there was no point in hiding it now, "Is he getting any better?" I asked in a worried tone.
"I don't know," Ha-san replied unsurely, "his health has been good, but his mind seemed to be somewhere else these days. Sometimes he just stares into space for hours at a time without saying anything or having a single facial expression. I don't know if he's getting better or worse. Maybe Tohru's words had finally gotten to him."
"Maybe…"I answered, rethinking about Ha-san's news, "I doubt he'll figure out what it means. He's been trapped in here too long. It's both bad for his health physically and mentally."
Ha-san nodded in agreement, "what do you suggest we do about it?"
"I don't know… why do you suppose I have an idea?" I questioned, looking up at him curiously.
"You know him best out of every single member of our family," he replied quietly, settling himself across from me, "I'll trust you to make the best decision for him."
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Ok Kim, you win. Slash fics do gross me out, especially when I'm the one writing it. -_-; God knows how many times I had to hit myself in the head to make myself continue writing. Anyways… I'll finish the story if it's the last thing I do. A dare is a dare after all. Maybe I should make this story a little bit longer... or not. I may not update for a while since i caught a fever last night...it feels like I've just gotten ran over by a bus. Due to the fact that I'm not feeling too well, this chapter is only partially done, but I'll just leave it be for now.