Hi! I'm trying to switch the summary but if it doesn't work here it is.
What happens when the monthly zodiac meets the yearly ones? I thought it
might be an interesting idea so see if you can guess who's what animal or
symbol. Again, I do not own Fruits Basket although I wish I did because
it's the best Anime ever!!!
Golden eyes watched the main house carefully as night began to descend. Also watching were a large pair of brown eyes. Slowly the gold pair of eyes shifted to look at the girl kneeling beside him. She was aware that he was watching her but continued to look ahead, hoping he wouldn't hear her heart beating. She had been dreading this.
"Well?" He asked, more of a demand rather than a question. She drew in a short intake of breath; she couldn't ignore him now. She turned to face him, protectively clutching the earth beneath her. He noticed.
"Hmm, frightened are you? I don't intimidate you, do I?" He leaned closer as he said this, taking her chin in his skeletal hand. She had been frightened but his smirking angered her. She pushed his hand away roughly.
"Oh!" Her action made him grin even more at the same time making her more defensive. "What's this? Feeling stubborn are we? I hope you aren't too stubborn to explain yourself."
"You know better then that!" She snapped back. "You know I wouldn't keep things from you. Anyway it wasn't my fault I made a mistake so don't yell at me!" His expression softened, catching her off guard. She never saw him look that way.
"I wasn't going to yell at you. Do my passionate tempers really scare you so?" He asked softly. She snorted loudly.
"Passionate tempers? There's nothing passionate about them. No compassion either." She added.
"But I'd never fly into a rage at you." He explained. In return, she pouted and turned her head away. He threw his hands up in the air exasperatedly. "All right! Oh, most reasonable lady, I trust you have a reasonable explanation for him." He gestured to the main house. "Because I don't understand how you could have mistaken him for the person we are looking for."
"Well," she whined. "He could have changed his appearance." He smiled slightly.
"Perhaps we have nothing to fear. He probably thinks we're mad and isn't dwelling upon our brief meeting." He added on a more serious note. "He didn't see you transform?"
"That's the thing! He fell on top of me!" She exclaimed. He stiffened and glared at her. "What?" He hissed icily.
"Never mind! The point is, I should have transformed but I didn't! That's why I thought." She stopped at seeing his shocked face.
"Are you quite sure?" He asked slowly. When she assured him that what she said was true a look of excitement passed over his face. But it wasn't the kind of excitement she had felt when she thought she had found the one they seeked, it was more of a realization. She nervously twisted her chestnut hair. Was something going to happen? His expression melted into a sigh.
"In that case my dear, I'll be spending the night here. Be a good girl and tell the others for me, will you?"
"But it might rain." She protested.
"My dear, I have to wait until he reveals himself again and find out about him. Perhaps it's only a fluke but we can't take any chances." He reached into his coat for something.
"Can I stay with you?" She asked quietly. He didn't hear her.
"I beg your pardon, what did you say?" He pulled a pair of binoculars from his coat.
"Nothing," she said numbly. "But what if it does rain?"
"Don't be silly, I love rain indoors or out of doors." He replied returning his gaze toward the house. She leaned against a tree gazing at the dark haired boy before her, when a thought came to her.
"Erik," he winced as she whispered his name. It was odd, but for some reason, he didn't like anyone to say his name. His closest friends, if he had any, didn't even know his last name. "You don't suppose.he is one of the other twelve." Her companion stood up and turned to her sharply.
"Arianna Christine Marie." He hissed teasingly. It was her turn to wince, no one called her by her full name. "How many times must I tell you that it's a myth. The thirteen cursed with the Chinese zodiac is only a story so when we were children, we wouldn't feel alone."
"But then how come we need to find him? He believed they're out there and wanted to find them to go against us didn't he? If it's not true then why bother looking for him?" Anne, as she preferred to be called, had a feeling he was hiding something.
"It's none of your concern, my dear." He spoke sharply. " I know you've been working hard like everybody else and probably deserve a rest. But you really shouldn't worry. Besides, he's family, and you do want him back don't you?"
"Yes," she lied.
"Good." He said smiling once more. Anne felt a shiver run down her spin. Why couldn't he smile normally? It always seemed as if he had a wicked little idea in his head when he smiled like that. "Now," he continued. "Don't you worry your pretty head. Go back and rest, you'd like that wouldn't you?" Actually she wasn't the least bit tired but the way he had asked made her feel lazy. Damn him!
"Can you find your way alone?"
She nodded drowsily at first but then shook her head, she was terrible with directions. He pointed out the way and she followed it obediently but also reluctantly. Why couldn't she stay with him? She hated walking back alone but so immersed in her thoughts was she that she didn't jump at the slightest sound on her journey as she usually did. She wasn't certain for the reason of her slight paranoia although she probably had good reason after her brief scare earlier. Surprisingly, she didn't mull much over the thought of the black and white haired boy even though it would certainly cause a stir when the four families heard. She couldn't help thinking about another boy. Was he disappointed with her? It was hard to tell, he was so good at concealing his own feelings. She idly wondered if he knew and understood her feelings even though they were confusing to her.
As she broke out of the endless forest of trees she shielded her eyes against the bright lights glittering from store windows and lamp posts adding luster to the already beautiful black night. The sweet smells from the restaurants, bakeries, and coffee houses gently mixed together to create an irresistibly delicious aroma. Just as she was about to enter one of the inviting places, she felt a slight shock go through her body.
"Where are you?"
Anne frowned in annoyance and tried to ignore what she'd heard. But the voice in her mind persisted in an anxious tone. She sighed. Why did her telepathic sister have to spoil her fun? She concentrated hard.
"I'm just a block or two away."
"You shouldn't be out so late. Where is he?"
"He has a name you know. I'll explain when I get back. Can I just pop into a place to get something to eat?" She thought hopefully.
"I'd rather you came back."
She sighed in frustration but gave in. She didn't want her younger sister to worry. Her fingers raised to stroke her temples. It was easy for the Aquarius to read minds but to her it came as a challenge and she always had a headache afterwards. She thought of going into the restaurant in spite of her sister but changed her mind. She tried to make up for it by reminding herself that since she didn't like change at all, she probably wouldn't have liked the Japanese food.
But no matter the taste, it had certainly smelled delicious in that restaurant. She cast back one more longing look at the many people eating their meals. Suddenly her eyes met those of a black haired girl sitting with her family. The black haired girl just stared directly at her and was soon joined by a boy who might have been her twin if he were older.
Unfazed by their eerie calmness, Anne cracked a sweet smile and waved at them then turned on her heels and walked briskly into a hotel. She didn't have the telepathic power of the Aquarius but if she had she might have realized that they weren't ordinary people. Anne, however, shrugged it off. They probably hadn't seen an American before or didn't like tourists. Inside the restaurant, the boy turned to his sister.
"Hana? What is it?" He asked in a monotone.
"I don't know." She whispered. "I sensed strange electric signals from that girl. It's odd but they're sort of similar to the Sohma's."
"Sohma? Oh, hai. You told me about them before but still, what's so strange about her?"
"I thought that she might have been communicating with someone. Someone near by."
Golden eyes watched the main house carefully as night began to descend. Also watching were a large pair of brown eyes. Slowly the gold pair of eyes shifted to look at the girl kneeling beside him. She was aware that he was watching her but continued to look ahead, hoping he wouldn't hear her heart beating. She had been dreading this.
"Well?" He asked, more of a demand rather than a question. She drew in a short intake of breath; she couldn't ignore him now. She turned to face him, protectively clutching the earth beneath her. He noticed.
"Hmm, frightened are you? I don't intimidate you, do I?" He leaned closer as he said this, taking her chin in his skeletal hand. She had been frightened but his smirking angered her. She pushed his hand away roughly.
"Oh!" Her action made him grin even more at the same time making her more defensive. "What's this? Feeling stubborn are we? I hope you aren't too stubborn to explain yourself."
"You know better then that!" She snapped back. "You know I wouldn't keep things from you. Anyway it wasn't my fault I made a mistake so don't yell at me!" His expression softened, catching her off guard. She never saw him look that way.
"I wasn't going to yell at you. Do my passionate tempers really scare you so?" He asked softly. She snorted loudly.
"Passionate tempers? There's nothing passionate about them. No compassion either." She added.
"But I'd never fly into a rage at you." He explained. In return, she pouted and turned her head away. He threw his hands up in the air exasperatedly. "All right! Oh, most reasonable lady, I trust you have a reasonable explanation for him." He gestured to the main house. "Because I don't understand how you could have mistaken him for the person we are looking for."
"Well," she whined. "He could have changed his appearance." He smiled slightly.
"Perhaps we have nothing to fear. He probably thinks we're mad and isn't dwelling upon our brief meeting." He added on a more serious note. "He didn't see you transform?"
"That's the thing! He fell on top of me!" She exclaimed. He stiffened and glared at her. "What?" He hissed icily.
"Never mind! The point is, I should have transformed but I didn't! That's why I thought." She stopped at seeing his shocked face.
"Are you quite sure?" He asked slowly. When she assured him that what she said was true a look of excitement passed over his face. But it wasn't the kind of excitement she had felt when she thought she had found the one they seeked, it was more of a realization. She nervously twisted her chestnut hair. Was something going to happen? His expression melted into a sigh.
"In that case my dear, I'll be spending the night here. Be a good girl and tell the others for me, will you?"
"But it might rain." She protested.
"My dear, I have to wait until he reveals himself again and find out about him. Perhaps it's only a fluke but we can't take any chances." He reached into his coat for something.
"Can I stay with you?" She asked quietly. He didn't hear her.
"I beg your pardon, what did you say?" He pulled a pair of binoculars from his coat.
"Nothing," she said numbly. "But what if it does rain?"
"Don't be silly, I love rain indoors or out of doors." He replied returning his gaze toward the house. She leaned against a tree gazing at the dark haired boy before her, when a thought came to her.
"Erik," he winced as she whispered his name. It was odd, but for some reason, he didn't like anyone to say his name. His closest friends, if he had any, didn't even know his last name. "You don't suppose.he is one of the other twelve." Her companion stood up and turned to her sharply.
"Arianna Christine Marie." He hissed teasingly. It was her turn to wince, no one called her by her full name. "How many times must I tell you that it's a myth. The thirteen cursed with the Chinese zodiac is only a story so when we were children, we wouldn't feel alone."
"But then how come we need to find him? He believed they're out there and wanted to find them to go against us didn't he? If it's not true then why bother looking for him?" Anne, as she preferred to be called, had a feeling he was hiding something.
"It's none of your concern, my dear." He spoke sharply. " I know you've been working hard like everybody else and probably deserve a rest. But you really shouldn't worry. Besides, he's family, and you do want him back don't you?"
"Yes," she lied.
"Good." He said smiling once more. Anne felt a shiver run down her spin. Why couldn't he smile normally? It always seemed as if he had a wicked little idea in his head when he smiled like that. "Now," he continued. "Don't you worry your pretty head. Go back and rest, you'd like that wouldn't you?" Actually she wasn't the least bit tired but the way he had asked made her feel lazy. Damn him!
"Can you find your way alone?"
She nodded drowsily at first but then shook her head, she was terrible with directions. He pointed out the way and she followed it obediently but also reluctantly. Why couldn't she stay with him? She hated walking back alone but so immersed in her thoughts was she that she didn't jump at the slightest sound on her journey as she usually did. She wasn't certain for the reason of her slight paranoia although she probably had good reason after her brief scare earlier. Surprisingly, she didn't mull much over the thought of the black and white haired boy even though it would certainly cause a stir when the four families heard. She couldn't help thinking about another boy. Was he disappointed with her? It was hard to tell, he was so good at concealing his own feelings. She idly wondered if he knew and understood her feelings even though they were confusing to her.
As she broke out of the endless forest of trees she shielded her eyes against the bright lights glittering from store windows and lamp posts adding luster to the already beautiful black night. The sweet smells from the restaurants, bakeries, and coffee houses gently mixed together to create an irresistibly delicious aroma. Just as she was about to enter one of the inviting places, she felt a slight shock go through her body.
"Where are you?"
Anne frowned in annoyance and tried to ignore what she'd heard. But the voice in her mind persisted in an anxious tone. She sighed. Why did her telepathic sister have to spoil her fun? She concentrated hard.
"I'm just a block or two away."
"You shouldn't be out so late. Where is he?"
"He has a name you know. I'll explain when I get back. Can I just pop into a place to get something to eat?" She thought hopefully.
"I'd rather you came back."
She sighed in frustration but gave in. She didn't want her younger sister to worry. Her fingers raised to stroke her temples. It was easy for the Aquarius to read minds but to her it came as a challenge and she always had a headache afterwards. She thought of going into the restaurant in spite of her sister but changed her mind. She tried to make up for it by reminding herself that since she didn't like change at all, she probably wouldn't have liked the Japanese food.
But no matter the taste, it had certainly smelled delicious in that restaurant. She cast back one more longing look at the many people eating their meals. Suddenly her eyes met those of a black haired girl sitting with her family. The black haired girl just stared directly at her and was soon joined by a boy who might have been her twin if he were older.
Unfazed by their eerie calmness, Anne cracked a sweet smile and waved at them then turned on her heels and walked briskly into a hotel. She didn't have the telepathic power of the Aquarius but if she had she might have realized that they weren't ordinary people. Anne, however, shrugged it off. They probably hadn't seen an American before or didn't like tourists. Inside the restaurant, the boy turned to his sister.
"Hana? What is it?" He asked in a monotone.
"I don't know." She whispered. "I sensed strange electric signals from that girl. It's odd but they're sort of similar to the Sohma's."
"Sohma? Oh, hai. You told me about them before but still, what's so strange about her?"
"I thought that she might have been communicating with someone. Someone near by."