Disclaimer: Although I wish I did, I do not own any characters in the series of Fruits Basket!!! The only character that is mine is Kane, who is one I made up!!
Sohma Kane, from America.
By: Kun-Li
Prologue:
A somber looking woman in a light pink summer dress made her way down the long corridors led by an orderly. Her hands were balled into small fists which she nervously began to flex. A sliver of silvery white hair fell from her high ponytail and she quickly tucked it behind her ear. Her green-gold eyes scanning each room down the brightly lit white halls, taking note of each inhabitant in the terminal ward. The scent of disinfectant filled her nose and she inhaled it deeply. The only smell she had ever familiarized as the one for home. The hospital halls she knew all to well and she frowned at the thought of the orderly leading her to her father. Did he think she would get lost or need his support? She began to crack her knuckles absently and the orderly in front of her stopped and turned around. His lips were curved into a small smile and muttered something about everything going to be alright, apparently he was new at the hospital if he didn't know who she was. Her fists clenched and she forced a smile onto her face, anything to get the red haired man before her from reaching over and try to comfort her.
She remembered the incident last time, it was in front of both her parents a little recovering patient had tripped and fell on her and she had transformed in view of the boy and his parents in the room. The boy's mother had screamed from shock and the father had frozen rooted to the floor. The little boy had looked up at her in awe. Her mother had rushed to the door quickly her face paler than ever and locked it while her father set to work, quickly sedating them before erasing the incident from the minds. That had been 18 years ago, her mother was now dead. She had died in the mental ward of this hospital, refusing to have her memory erased and eventually committing suicide to get away from her monstrous husband and daughter. Her father over time had sadly kept on with his work, taking care of people all over the world and researching diseases for the CDC. He had tried to be a good father but soon he had begun to take his sorrow out on his daughter before eventually abandoning her at the hospital all together to continue with his work.
The woman blinked back some tears and passed the orderly continuing to walk down the hall until she reached room 445B. She let her hand clasp the cold door handle and turned it allowing herself into the room.
The room was filled with flowers and balloons from well wishers. She let out a small sigh as she caught sight of her sleeping father Souma Hiroshi. She rushed to his bedside and clasped his frail hands gently.
"Kane, you came…my daughter… you came." The man rasped from behind his breathing mask.
She nodded and tried to silence him, knowing fully well the strain he was putting on himself, years of nursing school didn't have to tell her that.
"Ile, before I go…"a sudden coughing fit ravaged Hiroshi, "before I go, I must humbly ask you for your forgiveness. I know it's probably too late and that I shouldn't have left you alone for all those years, missing everything you might've done…all your accomplishments. Most of all, I regret having to leave you…again." He said tears filling his eyes.
"You left me in the best of care. There is nothing to forgive." She lied, feeling the harbored anger in her heart leaving. "It's alright, everything turned out okay."
If you consider living in a hospital all your life okay, she thought bitterly. So many years of being alone and watching her step. Making sure she never transformed in front of anyone. It had been fun sometimes though; visiting the Souma house in Japan had always been great around New Year's. She remembered even seeing the cursed cat once, behind his bamboo-like prison. She had played with Hatori, Shigure and Ayame. They were the loudest bunch she had ever seen always clowning around and practically inseparable, it was lucky they ever paid attention to her at all the other Sohma's never did. Then there was the fate-full meeting with Akito…a small shiver went up her spine. She secretly hoped she would never have to see him again.
The sound of a door opening snapped her back to the present her father was clutching her hand and tears were streaming down his face and she soon felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned hesitantly and caught sight of a man in a business suit, his short light brown hair slicked back and he wore glasses, a brown leather briefcase was perched on the arm of a near-by chair. He smiled down at her and greeted Hiroshi before going into a long report about the family's current situation. Kane listened to half of it her mind drifting to her father as his hold on her hand tightened.
"Kane, I have some news to tell you. Depending on how you take it, it will be good or bad. "He paused his hand reaching to his chest, the man put a hand on the man's shoulder and Hiroshi nodded at him.
"Ah, yes, before I continue I'd like to introduce myself to you first before I-"
"Sorry, no need to. I already recognized you as Momiji's dad." She interrupted quickly.
The man looked quizzically at her and placed a hand to his head.
"How did you know? You haven't been to Japan in so long." He asked quizzically.
"I remember getting a picture card, long ago. "she blushed. "It wasn't exactly addressed to me it was to my father but he wasn't here."
"Oh okay. Anyway, to continue I'm here on a business meeting but since I was here, upon your father's request I was to take you with me on my return back. You really have no choice, you must go because if you stay you would be the remaining Souma here and that won't be allowed by the head of our family. The arrangements have been made for you to leave in two days time with or without me." He said slowly as he reached into the briefcase. "There will be someone waiting for us at the airport, so you don't have to worry about transportation."
He handed her the ticket and she took it without looking at him. "Arigato." She said forcing a smile to her face; she looked at her father who looked away, tears pouring down the sides of his cheeks.
Kane reached over and pulled her father into a hug, she wasn't about to show that she was upset about all this. It had been only yesterday that she heard of his arrival and today about his illness and now about her having to actually leave the hospital permanently. Her father had actually bought a room in the hospital, hired a private tutor for her education and self defense. She hugged him tighter before pulling away and settling into a near by chair. She smiled clutching the plane ticket close.
"Excuse me but…if I leave who will take care of my father?" She asked looking from Momiji's father to Hiroshi.
Hiroshi frowned and slowly sat up sighing, "Kane I'm not just ill I'm actually dieing by the time you get off that plane I'll be already buried."
Kane stared blankly at her father how could he possibly say something so cold? She barely knew him but she still loved him.
"Dad, I love you." She said tears streaming down her cheeks as she was lead out of the room and down the hall.
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Hello, dear readers!! I wanted to humbly thank you for taking the time to read my story!!! *blushes* This is the first story I ever posted on-line and it is really my first Fruits Basket fanfic. Hehe…I always pictured a FB fanfic that I'd write would be based on the love triangle between Tohru, Yuki, and Kyo but I surprised myself by concocting some weird story. I hope to continue it and I promise that in the following chapters more of FB characters will be present. Actual ones beside Momiji's dad. I really hope you enjoy this and I look forward to your reviews but I ask you one thing…*blushes* Please be honest at with what you see. If it stinks let me know, I won't be in the least bit offended I'll actually try harder to improve it. Oh, geez, I'm rambling now. Enough of this torture!! Ahhhh!! Bye-bye now!
