Author's note: I'm writing this in dedication to Shiney Bubba, who wrote me
the most
offending flame I have ever recieved, or even seen on the entirety of this
site. I would
just like to say that you must've been really bored to spend so much time
typing in honor
of a fic that you find appalling. (which wasn't even written by me, but
what else was I
supposed to do with the fic, lamanate it?) So, I hope this is worth your
time, and that I
prove you wrong, and that people who are reading this right now will look
you up and find
that you haven't written any fics yourself.
Thanks to Horyuu, who bought me my first Fruits Basket DVD, and who introduced me to one of my favorite animes. She's a REAL author, and a good one at that.
Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket, but one day, I hope that I'll come up with something just as good.
~Forgotten Memories~
By Burnt Rice
Chapter 1: Alone, Hate
Ten children sat around in a circle, each eagerly awaiting his or her turn. A boy with sandy brown hair, who was slightly taller than the other children was the one to do the assigning. "You are a.....banana! You're an......apple!" In that manner, he went down the line, giving each expectant child a fruit. At long last, he reached the last child, a girl. She wore a soft smile, her gray-black hair half-tied up to the side. The boy stopped and thought awhile. "And......you're a.....rice ball!" 'Hmm', thought the girl. 'Rice balls are tasty!' She was the only one of her class who didn't know that the boy did it out of spite. She innocently thought that one day she would get picked as a fruit, and someone else would get rice ball. But that never happened. So, everyday she sat out of the game, alone, watching the other children play.
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"Mommy!" Tohru Honda smiled and ran up to her mother, who was picking her up after school. Her mother grinned as she opened her arms wide and let her daughter ram into them. "What's up, kiddo?!", she said, and swung Tohru in her arms for a moment. "I got picked as rice ball today again, Mommy!" Her mother's smile slightly faded. 'So, she still doesn't get that the kids are actually picking on her', she sadly thought. "Mommy, what's wrong?" asked Tohru with wide eyes. "Nothing, honey." She straightened, and held her daughter's hand as they waled along the sidewalk. "How about we have fish for dinner? It's a cat's favorite food....." "Yay!" cried Tohru. "You'll see Mommy, one of these days, I'm gonna save the cat and invite him over for dinner, so he won't be so lonely anymore!" Her mother giggled. "Then I'd better buy more fish......"
~~
"I'm NOT going!" cried a boy of six with fierce crimson eyes and strawberry-blond hair. "You can't make me!"
"Well, why not?", asked an exasperated Souma elder.
"Yuki's gonna be there, I HATE him!!"
"It's going to be Yuki's first day there, as well!", he replied. "He's going to need a familiar face and YOU'RE the only one around his age!"
"But WHY-"
"No buts, Kyo. You're going to school WITH Yuki, and that's final!" The elder walked out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
Outside, below an open window, another boy with grey hair and exquisite violet eyes hid. He couldn't believe his ears. 'Why in the world do I have to go to school with that......that CAT?!', Yuki Souma thought. He ran off to his room to sulk. On the other side of the wall, Kyo Souma, Yuki's cousin, was throwing a tantrum, knocking over chairs and kicking the wall. "I'm NOT GOING!", was the repeated mantra that he yelled over and over, fervently wishing that in some way, he wouldn't have to be with that stupid rat.
~~End Ch. 1
So, how is it? Boring, predictable? (I WOULD think that since I already have the ending planned out, so I know what's going to happen....) I know that this was a really short chapter, but it seemed like a good place to end it so.....hint: The title of this fic DOES have a meaning...*wink wink* Please review!(^.~)
Thanks to Horyuu, who bought me my first Fruits Basket DVD, and who introduced me to one of my favorite animes. She's a REAL author, and a good one at that.
Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket, but one day, I hope that I'll come up with something just as good.
~Forgotten Memories~
By Burnt Rice
Chapter 1: Alone, Hate
Ten children sat around in a circle, each eagerly awaiting his or her turn. A boy with sandy brown hair, who was slightly taller than the other children was the one to do the assigning. "You are a.....banana! You're an......apple!" In that manner, he went down the line, giving each expectant child a fruit. At long last, he reached the last child, a girl. She wore a soft smile, her gray-black hair half-tied up to the side. The boy stopped and thought awhile. "And......you're a.....rice ball!" 'Hmm', thought the girl. 'Rice balls are tasty!' She was the only one of her class who didn't know that the boy did it out of spite. She innocently thought that one day she would get picked as a fruit, and someone else would get rice ball. But that never happened. So, everyday she sat out of the game, alone, watching the other children play.
~~
"Mommy!" Tohru Honda smiled and ran up to her mother, who was picking her up after school. Her mother grinned as she opened her arms wide and let her daughter ram into them. "What's up, kiddo?!", she said, and swung Tohru in her arms for a moment. "I got picked as rice ball today again, Mommy!" Her mother's smile slightly faded. 'So, she still doesn't get that the kids are actually picking on her', she sadly thought. "Mommy, what's wrong?" asked Tohru with wide eyes. "Nothing, honey." She straightened, and held her daughter's hand as they waled along the sidewalk. "How about we have fish for dinner? It's a cat's favorite food....." "Yay!" cried Tohru. "You'll see Mommy, one of these days, I'm gonna save the cat and invite him over for dinner, so he won't be so lonely anymore!" Her mother giggled. "Then I'd better buy more fish......"
~~
"I'm NOT going!" cried a boy of six with fierce crimson eyes and strawberry-blond hair. "You can't make me!"
"Well, why not?", asked an exasperated Souma elder.
"Yuki's gonna be there, I HATE him!!"
"It's going to be Yuki's first day there, as well!", he replied. "He's going to need a familiar face and YOU'RE the only one around his age!"
"But WHY-"
"No buts, Kyo. You're going to school WITH Yuki, and that's final!" The elder walked out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
Outside, below an open window, another boy with grey hair and exquisite violet eyes hid. He couldn't believe his ears. 'Why in the world do I have to go to school with that......that CAT?!', Yuki Souma thought. He ran off to his room to sulk. On the other side of the wall, Kyo Souma, Yuki's cousin, was throwing a tantrum, knocking over chairs and kicking the wall. "I'm NOT GOING!", was the repeated mantra that he yelled over and over, fervently wishing that in some way, he wouldn't have to be with that stupid rat.
~~End Ch. 1
So, how is it? Boring, predictable? (I WOULD think that since I already have the ending planned out, so I know what's going to happen....) I know that this was a really short chapter, but it seemed like a good place to end it so.....hint: The title of this fic DOES have a meaning...*wink wink* Please review!(^.~)