I'm back from the grave! First of all, thank you for your nice revews. They
really made my day. Second of all, I must apologise if there are any
mistakes in the fanfic... you see, I only learn english at school... it's
not my native language.
MoonPhoenix: Thanks a lot! It's nice to find a Fruits Basket fan just like myself. Sorry if Kyo (Kyou, whatever, I just can't seem to find the right way of spelling it... I guess I'll write to some random japanese guy/girl I find on the Net and ask him/her about it) was too violent, I was just having fun^^;But the fact is that he really hits Momiji a lot =^_^= I saw your profile so don't worry: this fanfic is gonna be a Misao x Aoshi too, because I'm a big fan of that pairing^^
nobody : Thanks for your nice review=^_^= hum...well, yeah, I hate Aoshi's trench coat, that's way I was so happy when he exchanged that for his nice Oniwabanshuu outfit in the 21st volume of the manga (::remembers that all her mangas are in french.......uhhhhhhhhhhhhh scary! To see Kenshin saying 'oyo' instead of 'oro'. I wanna leave this country!!!!!! snifff:: no, I don't live in France, I live in Portugal - you can't find hardly any anime/manga here). Well, Okina is OOC but you'll find out why in this chapter ^^;
neku-chan: My dear friend! You read it like I asked you to! Vou-te matar se não continuares a ler, por isso já sabes=^_^= Don't worry, I intend to make this fanfic an interesting one^^;
Now, on with the story!
***
Later that night all girls were in Misao's bedroom getting ready for bed while the boys slept in the room next to it.
"Ne, Misao, how come you never introduced us to such good-looking guys before?" Rikku teased.
Misao frowned and hugged her legs.
"That's because... they weren't really my friends. We only played cards and... I guess I only wanted more friends so that I wouldn't feel so lonely. I don't even know why they came...they barely know me, you see?"
"Awwwwww come on Misao, no time for sadness now" Yuffie said, sitting on Misao's bed and hugging her tightly. "If they came that's because they see you as their friend! That's a thing to be happy about, don't you think?"
Misao smiled weakly but nodded anyway, not quite convinced yet.
***
Meanwhile, in the boys' bedroom things weren't so quiet either...
"I want to sleep with the girls!!!!!!!!!" Momiji was yelling from the top of his lungs.
"Why do you always have to be such a cry baby?!?!"
"You know Momiji, maybe it's time for you to grow up..." Yuki said with a hand on his forehead, looking like he was having a huge headache.
As a last resource, Momiji walked over to where Haru was lying down and started jumping on his stomach, startling him.
"Haru-kunnnnn!!! Let's sleep with the girls! I know you want it too!!"
Now, we all know that Haru is a very dangerous guy to startle...
"KID! LET ME SLEEP OR I...!!!"
Yuki leaned in sensually...
"Haru... don't you prefer flirting with me rather than being angry with Momiji...?"
Haru's eyes widened and then reverted to their usual gentleness. Yuki straightened and walked away.
"Good" he said. "I feared that 'Black-Haru' could wake other people up."
Haru just felt too damn frustrated as well as deceived, but went to sleep anyway. He couldn't be angry with Yuki...
***
The girls had just turned the lights off when they heard a knock on the door. They looked at eachother with puzzled expressions on their faces but Misao got up to see who it was.
"Who is it? What do you want?"
There was a silence on the other side of the door. Then a childish voice was heard:
"It's us! We wanna sleep with you!!"
"What!"
"Let us in pu-lease!!"
Misao opened the door with the distinct feeling that she shouldn't... Momiji threw his arms around her neck as soon as he had a chance to while the other boys tried to explain what they were doing there.
"Well, now that you're here..." Rikku said, after listening to the long explanation. "Why don't we stay up all night telling ghost stories or something?"
They had just settled on the floor using lots of pillows that Misao had taken from the wardrobe when another knock on the door was heard. Misao had to get up yet again to see who it was.
"Misao-san" a deep whispering voice said. It was Aoshi. "No need for you to open the door. You father wants you to keep your voice down because he has a guest sleeping just across the hall. Please don't disturb him."
She heard some steps on the other side of the door and she knew Aoshi was already leaving. She had to think of something to say, anything would do just to get him to stay there and talk to her more...
"Aoshi-san, wait! Do you know who the guest is?"
"Some novelist called Vincent Valentine. Now please do as I told you."
And he was gone. Misao slid to the floor feeling boneless. Couldn't he be a little more gentle?
"Misao what are you doing? Come and join us! Who was it?"
Misao told them the whole story but they didn't seem too interested. Only Yuffie was curious about that Vincent Valentine being a famous writer and kept asking herself what he was doing there.
***
Around 4 a.m. Misao got up from where they were sitting and told the others she needed to go to the bathroom. The others thought none of it but they started to worry when they noticed it was already 4.30 and she hadn't come back yet.
Rikku and Kyo got up to go look for her and had just reached the door when a sharp cry could be heard just down the corridor. In a minute everyone was by Okina's room, looking at the wide open door and Kaoru, who was sitting and pressing desperately against the wall behind her, trying to get away from the room.
Her face was the horror in its purest form: eyes widened in shock, mouth open, sweat covering her forehead. Silent tears escaped from her eyes while she clutched both hands tightly against her chest. Yahiko hugged her, trying to block her sight of the room.
Everyone looked at the stairs when they heard quick steps coming from there. It was Misao.
"What happened? Why is everyone..."
Then she noticed Kaoru and the open door to her father's room.
"What...?" she whispered.
Aoshi appeared behind her but did nothing. He just stood there while Misao ran to her father's room. Curious, her friends entered the room too, slightly scared because of all the ghost stories they had been telling.
Suddenly they wished they had never seen that. The bedsheets were covered in blood and ripped apart. The trail of blood started there and then continued to the middle of the room, where Okina was lying, one arm stretched as if he were trying to reach something and a look of pure horror and fear in his face. He was stabbed pretty bad... repeatedly... and the knife was still sticking in his back.
Misao covered her mouth with her hands as if she were about to throw up and ran to the bathroom. The other boys and girls couldn't even move or look away. Kaoru and Yahiko were still in the same place. Aoshi turned calmly and said:
"I'm going to call the police."
No one moved or said anything as he walked out of the room.
***
One hour later the door bell rang. Aoshi answered the door and led the police upstairs. On the way, the man who looked like the inspector presented himself and the others:
"I'm inspector Saitou. These are my colleagues Kenshin Himura and Sanosuke Sagara."
Aoshi nodded.
***
Please tell me what you think! I'm so happy I got to the murder, it was taking forever! ^^;
Now you can see why Okina was so OOC, I had to make him look really mean so that nobody liked him and had reasons to kill him =^_^=
MoonPhoenix: Thanks a lot! It's nice to find a Fruits Basket fan just like myself. Sorry if Kyo (Kyou, whatever, I just can't seem to find the right way of spelling it... I guess I'll write to some random japanese guy/girl I find on the Net and ask him/her about it) was too violent, I was just having fun^^;But the fact is that he really hits Momiji a lot =^_^= I saw your profile so don't worry: this fanfic is gonna be a Misao x Aoshi too, because I'm a big fan of that pairing^^
nobody : Thanks for your nice review=^_^= hum...well, yeah, I hate Aoshi's trench coat, that's way I was so happy when he exchanged that for his nice Oniwabanshuu outfit in the 21st volume of the manga (::remembers that all her mangas are in french.......uhhhhhhhhhhhhh scary! To see Kenshin saying 'oyo' instead of 'oro'. I wanna leave this country!!!!!! snifff:: no, I don't live in France, I live in Portugal - you can't find hardly any anime/manga here). Well, Okina is OOC but you'll find out why in this chapter ^^;
neku-chan: My dear friend! You read it like I asked you to! Vou-te matar se não continuares a ler, por isso já sabes=^_^= Don't worry, I intend to make this fanfic an interesting one^^;
Now, on with the story!
***
Later that night all girls were in Misao's bedroom getting ready for bed while the boys slept in the room next to it.
"Ne, Misao, how come you never introduced us to such good-looking guys before?" Rikku teased.
Misao frowned and hugged her legs.
"That's because... they weren't really my friends. We only played cards and... I guess I only wanted more friends so that I wouldn't feel so lonely. I don't even know why they came...they barely know me, you see?"
"Awwwwww come on Misao, no time for sadness now" Yuffie said, sitting on Misao's bed and hugging her tightly. "If they came that's because they see you as their friend! That's a thing to be happy about, don't you think?"
Misao smiled weakly but nodded anyway, not quite convinced yet.
***
Meanwhile, in the boys' bedroom things weren't so quiet either...
"I want to sleep with the girls!!!!!!!!!" Momiji was yelling from the top of his lungs.
"Why do you always have to be such a cry baby?!?!"
"You know Momiji, maybe it's time for you to grow up..." Yuki said with a hand on his forehead, looking like he was having a huge headache.
As a last resource, Momiji walked over to where Haru was lying down and started jumping on his stomach, startling him.
"Haru-kunnnnn!!! Let's sleep with the girls! I know you want it too!!"
Now, we all know that Haru is a very dangerous guy to startle...
"KID! LET ME SLEEP OR I...!!!"
Yuki leaned in sensually...
"Haru... don't you prefer flirting with me rather than being angry with Momiji...?"
Haru's eyes widened and then reverted to their usual gentleness. Yuki straightened and walked away.
"Good" he said. "I feared that 'Black-Haru' could wake other people up."
Haru just felt too damn frustrated as well as deceived, but went to sleep anyway. He couldn't be angry with Yuki...
***
The girls had just turned the lights off when they heard a knock on the door. They looked at eachother with puzzled expressions on their faces but Misao got up to see who it was.
"Who is it? What do you want?"
There was a silence on the other side of the door. Then a childish voice was heard:
"It's us! We wanna sleep with you!!"
"What!"
"Let us in pu-lease!!"
Misao opened the door with the distinct feeling that she shouldn't... Momiji threw his arms around her neck as soon as he had a chance to while the other boys tried to explain what they were doing there.
"Well, now that you're here..." Rikku said, after listening to the long explanation. "Why don't we stay up all night telling ghost stories or something?"
They had just settled on the floor using lots of pillows that Misao had taken from the wardrobe when another knock on the door was heard. Misao had to get up yet again to see who it was.
"Misao-san" a deep whispering voice said. It was Aoshi. "No need for you to open the door. You father wants you to keep your voice down because he has a guest sleeping just across the hall. Please don't disturb him."
She heard some steps on the other side of the door and she knew Aoshi was already leaving. She had to think of something to say, anything would do just to get him to stay there and talk to her more...
"Aoshi-san, wait! Do you know who the guest is?"
"Some novelist called Vincent Valentine. Now please do as I told you."
And he was gone. Misao slid to the floor feeling boneless. Couldn't he be a little more gentle?
"Misao what are you doing? Come and join us! Who was it?"
Misao told them the whole story but they didn't seem too interested. Only Yuffie was curious about that Vincent Valentine being a famous writer and kept asking herself what he was doing there.
***
Around 4 a.m. Misao got up from where they were sitting and told the others she needed to go to the bathroom. The others thought none of it but they started to worry when they noticed it was already 4.30 and she hadn't come back yet.
Rikku and Kyo got up to go look for her and had just reached the door when a sharp cry could be heard just down the corridor. In a minute everyone was by Okina's room, looking at the wide open door and Kaoru, who was sitting and pressing desperately against the wall behind her, trying to get away from the room.
Her face was the horror in its purest form: eyes widened in shock, mouth open, sweat covering her forehead. Silent tears escaped from her eyes while she clutched both hands tightly against her chest. Yahiko hugged her, trying to block her sight of the room.
Everyone looked at the stairs when they heard quick steps coming from there. It was Misao.
"What happened? Why is everyone..."
Then she noticed Kaoru and the open door to her father's room.
"What...?" she whispered.
Aoshi appeared behind her but did nothing. He just stood there while Misao ran to her father's room. Curious, her friends entered the room too, slightly scared because of all the ghost stories they had been telling.
Suddenly they wished they had never seen that. The bedsheets were covered in blood and ripped apart. The trail of blood started there and then continued to the middle of the room, where Okina was lying, one arm stretched as if he were trying to reach something and a look of pure horror and fear in his face. He was stabbed pretty bad... repeatedly... and the knife was still sticking in his back.
Misao covered her mouth with her hands as if she were about to throw up and ran to the bathroom. The other boys and girls couldn't even move or look away. Kaoru and Yahiko were still in the same place. Aoshi turned calmly and said:
"I'm going to call the police."
No one moved or said anything as he walked out of the room.
***
One hour later the door bell rang. Aoshi answered the door and led the police upstairs. On the way, the man who looked like the inspector presented himself and the others:
"I'm inspector Saitou. These are my colleagues Kenshin Himura and Sanosuke Sagara."
Aoshi nodded.
***
Please tell me what you think! I'm so happy I got to the murder, it was taking forever! ^^;
Now you can see why Okina was so OOC, I had to make him look really mean so that nobody liked him and had reasons to kill him =^_^=
