DISCLAIMER: I don't own Fruits Basket. I just write fics about it with NO
profit intention whatsoever.
By the way, Yuki's seven years old in this. You can assume how old the others are by that information. I guess Akito's nine.
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*YUKI'S P.O.V*
I could feel the rain pounding down on me. The sky was black and etched with gray clouds as I shuffled silently down the empty streets, my kimono a damp mixture of fabric, water, and blood. My shoulders stung with pain but I continued running forward.
This was the night I was going to escape. Run away from that dreadful Sohma estate. I felt like a little mouse, running onward in an endless race away from its cage. A race that would never end no matter how fast the mouse ran, because the mouse was trapped.
Run, little mouse, run.
I felt relieved when I saw I was almost to the outer gate. Go through there, I thought, and you'll be free. Free and away from the cage.
I wondered if I'd be missed. Then I realized how stupid a thought that was. There was no way my parents would miss me. Not when I knew that they had already tried to abandon me once before, tried to leave me behind on a train somewhere in inner Tokyo. They hated me. Already having a cursed son, there was no need for them to have another. Especially not a child of the Rat. It would be too much work.
I cringed as the crazy wind, its cold hands grasping at my clothes, lightly tickled the bleeding cut on my back. The cut was new, made only several minutes before I bolted.
Do you really want to know what happened? Okay.
I had been wandering about the main house, something I wasn't permitted to do, because I had had horrid insomnia. A walk usually calmed me down, especially after an exciting day of play with Kagura like today. Kagura was very close to me. We often would play hide-and-seek throughout the gardens, our small giggling faces hidden behind the dark trunk of a cherry blossom tree.
Now our playdate was over. It was around midnight now, and it seemed I was the only one awake. I paced the halls quietly, being sure not to let my breath get too loud. It would be a real pain if I woke up anyone.
I decided to go to the kitchen and get a quick glass of water. As I headed silently down the hallway, I stepped on a loose board in the floor. A loud squeak echoed through the halls. I froze. If that squeak had been heard, I would almost definetely be caught.
Perhaps it was time to head back to my room. I held my breath and pivoted my body to the direction I had come from. My eyes darted nervously back and forth, and I was tempted to shush my heart, since it was beating so hard I thought I could hear it from a mile away.
I looked over my shoulder anxiously. There was nothing but pure darkness, and it seemed impossible that I had just been walking through there. I slowly turned my head forward again to make sure I was going the right way. Anyone could get lost in this place no matter how long you've lived there, it's so big.
I collided with something.
I looked up quickly to see what I had bumped into. My heart nearly stopped. It was the all too familiar pale skin, the dark scraggly hair, the maroon robe slipping down one shoulder. It was the gray eyes. Those gray eyes that seemed so distant yet would often get closer than necessary.
It was Akito.
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Val: Whatcha think of it? Please R & R, even flames make me squeal with delight! Yeah, yeah, I know, I have the time-scheme all jumbled. See, where we left off is more of a flashback, remember? The actual part that's happening is the part in the rain at the begininnng. Sorry for any confusion there
By the way, Yuki's seven years old in this. You can assume how old the others are by that information. I guess Akito's nine.
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*YUKI'S P.O.V*
I could feel the rain pounding down on me. The sky was black and etched with gray clouds as I shuffled silently down the empty streets, my kimono a damp mixture of fabric, water, and blood. My shoulders stung with pain but I continued running forward.
This was the night I was going to escape. Run away from that dreadful Sohma estate. I felt like a little mouse, running onward in an endless race away from its cage. A race that would never end no matter how fast the mouse ran, because the mouse was trapped.
Run, little mouse, run.
I felt relieved when I saw I was almost to the outer gate. Go through there, I thought, and you'll be free. Free and away from the cage.
I wondered if I'd be missed. Then I realized how stupid a thought that was. There was no way my parents would miss me. Not when I knew that they had already tried to abandon me once before, tried to leave me behind on a train somewhere in inner Tokyo. They hated me. Already having a cursed son, there was no need for them to have another. Especially not a child of the Rat. It would be too much work.
I cringed as the crazy wind, its cold hands grasping at my clothes, lightly tickled the bleeding cut on my back. The cut was new, made only several minutes before I bolted.
Do you really want to know what happened? Okay.
I had been wandering about the main house, something I wasn't permitted to do, because I had had horrid insomnia. A walk usually calmed me down, especially after an exciting day of play with Kagura like today. Kagura was very close to me. We often would play hide-and-seek throughout the gardens, our small giggling faces hidden behind the dark trunk of a cherry blossom tree.
Now our playdate was over. It was around midnight now, and it seemed I was the only one awake. I paced the halls quietly, being sure not to let my breath get too loud. It would be a real pain if I woke up anyone.
I decided to go to the kitchen and get a quick glass of water. As I headed silently down the hallway, I stepped on a loose board in the floor. A loud squeak echoed through the halls. I froze. If that squeak had been heard, I would almost definetely be caught.
Perhaps it was time to head back to my room. I held my breath and pivoted my body to the direction I had come from. My eyes darted nervously back and forth, and I was tempted to shush my heart, since it was beating so hard I thought I could hear it from a mile away.
I looked over my shoulder anxiously. There was nothing but pure darkness, and it seemed impossible that I had just been walking through there. I slowly turned my head forward again to make sure I was going the right way. Anyone could get lost in this place no matter how long you've lived there, it's so big.
I collided with something.
I looked up quickly to see what I had bumped into. My heart nearly stopped. It was the all too familiar pale skin, the dark scraggly hair, the maroon robe slipping down one shoulder. It was the gray eyes. Those gray eyes that seemed so distant yet would often get closer than necessary.
It was Akito.
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
Val: Whatcha think of it? Please R & R, even flames make me squeal with delight! Yeah, yeah, I know, I have the time-scheme all jumbled. See, where we left off is more of a flashback, remember? The actual part that's happening is the part in the rain at the begininnng. Sorry for any confusion there