Disclaimer-if I owned Fruits Basket, I would have had Yuki all over Tohru by now. Yukiru all the way! Any way, if I DID own Fruits Basket, I wouldn't be writing a disclaimer, would I?
A/N-YAY! So many wonderful reviews! Signed reviews! Yay! Ahem, any way, sorry about the spacing...ill try...I did it last time, but my computers' been giving me a hard time...anyway, here it goes! (Oh, and sorry...didn't put in a disclaimer last time, so read the one above.) On with the fic!
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Tohru tentatively poked her head inside the flap of the tent. "Ano...Yuki-kun?" Yuki
stepped forward, breaking the circle of people that had been sitting on the ground. Tohru
was amazed that even in a sack-like neon orange jumpsuit, Yuki looked like a prince. The
stiff material fell delicately off his shoulders, and the arms were tapered elegantly to his
thin wrists. Unknowingly, the material fell gracefully off his slender frame, without
looking bunchy. The neckline was far too big, but instead of seeming saggy, it drooped
artistically downward, drawing attention to his pale skin, and fragile-looking frame.
Tohru paused in temporary shock, thinking 'Okaa-san! Yuki really does look like a
prince!' "Hai, Honda-san?" "In English, dudes! In English!" A Hispanic kid called from
his seat on the floor. "Ah...yes...of course...sorry!" Tohru's eyes widened at the thought
of her careless mistake. "S' cool, right?" A black kid said on the ground, "Magnet jus'
likes to lisn' in, right? Am I right?" Realizing this to be a rhetorical question, nobody said
anything. After a pause, a bald man with a beard cleared his throat, saying, "Yes,
well...come sit down, and introduce yourselves." Yuki gracefully seated himself, and
Tohru smiled and did the same next to him. "My name is Yuki Sohma. We are here, not
because of crime, but out of a request issued by our family head. Two of my cousins are
in the next tent, most likely beating each other's brains out. I hope to make use of this
time, although I have not the slightest idea why digging holes would improve ones'
character." After this miniature speech, attention was shifted to Tohru, and she nervously
stated, "Um...my name is Honda Tohru, and after a request was made by the head of the
Sohma clan family head, I was asked to come too. Although I would have come anyway,
if staying meant leaving my friends behind!" she finished the last party of her
introduction with horseshoe eyes, and a trademark smile. The councilor wondered at the
thought of coming willingly to a place like this. He smiled back at her, and then asked
the others to introduce themselves. They called themselves Magnet, Armpit, Zigzag,
Squid, X-ray, Caveman, and Zero. The Hispanic guy that had first spoken jerked his
thumb at the councilor, and said with an air of unimportance, "An' that's Mom". Mr.
Pendancekey smiled at the new campers' obvious confusion. "They all have nicknames"
he explained, "You'll' get one two, once you do something worth remarking on. If you
don't do anything important, they usually give you one based on your personality. Like
Zero, here" he pointed at a scrawny boy across the circle",we call him Zero, cuz' there's
nothing inside his head!" all the others, except Caveman, sniggered. "Ok, everyone...try
to sleep...everyone, especially the new people, have a long day ahead of them!
(the next day)
Tohru woke up, and quickly slipped on her orange jumpsuit. She didn't want anyone to
wake up because of her, but she didn't want to spend more time than necessary on that
cot of hers. She quickly brushed her teeth, and then sat down in a corner of the tent, and
took out two items. The first one was a hairbrush. The second, was a pair of yellow hair
ribbons. Gently, she brushed, and brushed, her hair falling in soft waves down her back.
Carefully, she laid down the brush, and picked up the first hair ribbon. Once she had
finished the whole process of putting in her hair ribbons, the others were slowly waking
up. She giggled quietly, at the prospect of seeing the effect of the sleep schedule on Yuki.
After everyone else woke up, she was slightly alarmed at seeing Armpit go over, and kick
Yuki off his bed. Twice as dangerous when he was half-awake, Yuki whirled around, and
caught him in a vicious uppercut. Armpit landed on the other side of the tent, clutching
his jaw, and staring, openmouthed at Yuki, who was sleepily rubbing his eyes.
"Ano...Yuki-kun...maybe we should go to breakfast now..." the rest of the campers had
been staring at him, and then had suddenly swept forward in a great wave, slapping him
on the back, shouting "No way!" and "Awesome, man!" Finally, X-ray, who was
obviously the leader of the group stepped forward and grinned up at him. "Yea, way to
go" he said, "That was really impressive...Iceman". He turned around, and directed his
next questions at Tohru, "You Don't seem surprised that he did that, do you? Do
you...Sunny?"
A/N-um...yea, sorry this chapter kinda sucked. It was just to really get from the first chapter, to the third chapter. Ok...so...next chapter will be up soon! See how the FB gang weathers the first hole!
A/N-YAY! So many wonderful reviews! Signed reviews! Yay! Ahem, any way, sorry about the spacing...ill try...I did it last time, but my computers' been giving me a hard time...anyway, here it goes! (Oh, and sorry...didn't put in a disclaimer last time, so read the one above.) On with the fic!
~*~*~*~
Tohru tentatively poked her head inside the flap of the tent. "Ano...Yuki-kun?" Yuki
stepped forward, breaking the circle of people that had been sitting on the ground. Tohru
was amazed that even in a sack-like neon orange jumpsuit, Yuki looked like a prince. The
stiff material fell delicately off his shoulders, and the arms were tapered elegantly to his
thin wrists. Unknowingly, the material fell gracefully off his slender frame, without
looking bunchy. The neckline was far too big, but instead of seeming saggy, it drooped
artistically downward, drawing attention to his pale skin, and fragile-looking frame.
Tohru paused in temporary shock, thinking 'Okaa-san! Yuki really does look like a
prince!' "Hai, Honda-san?" "In English, dudes! In English!" A Hispanic kid called from
his seat on the floor. "Ah...yes...of course...sorry!" Tohru's eyes widened at the thought
of her careless mistake. "S' cool, right?" A black kid said on the ground, "Magnet jus'
likes to lisn' in, right? Am I right?" Realizing this to be a rhetorical question, nobody said
anything. After a pause, a bald man with a beard cleared his throat, saying, "Yes,
well...come sit down, and introduce yourselves." Yuki gracefully seated himself, and
Tohru smiled and did the same next to him. "My name is Yuki Sohma. We are here, not
because of crime, but out of a request issued by our family head. Two of my cousins are
in the next tent, most likely beating each other's brains out. I hope to make use of this
time, although I have not the slightest idea why digging holes would improve ones'
character." After this miniature speech, attention was shifted to Tohru, and she nervously
stated, "Um...my name is Honda Tohru, and after a request was made by the head of the
Sohma clan family head, I was asked to come too. Although I would have come anyway,
if staying meant leaving my friends behind!" she finished the last party of her
introduction with horseshoe eyes, and a trademark smile. The councilor wondered at the
thought of coming willingly to a place like this. He smiled back at her, and then asked
the others to introduce themselves. They called themselves Magnet, Armpit, Zigzag,
Squid, X-ray, Caveman, and Zero. The Hispanic guy that had first spoken jerked his
thumb at the councilor, and said with an air of unimportance, "An' that's Mom". Mr.
Pendancekey smiled at the new campers' obvious confusion. "They all have nicknames"
he explained, "You'll' get one two, once you do something worth remarking on. If you
don't do anything important, they usually give you one based on your personality. Like
Zero, here" he pointed at a scrawny boy across the circle",we call him Zero, cuz' there's
nothing inside his head!" all the others, except Caveman, sniggered. "Ok, everyone...try
to sleep...everyone, especially the new people, have a long day ahead of them!
(the next day)
Tohru woke up, and quickly slipped on her orange jumpsuit. She didn't want anyone to
wake up because of her, but she didn't want to spend more time than necessary on that
cot of hers. She quickly brushed her teeth, and then sat down in a corner of the tent, and
took out two items. The first one was a hairbrush. The second, was a pair of yellow hair
ribbons. Gently, she brushed, and brushed, her hair falling in soft waves down her back.
Carefully, she laid down the brush, and picked up the first hair ribbon. Once she had
finished the whole process of putting in her hair ribbons, the others were slowly waking
up. She giggled quietly, at the prospect of seeing the effect of the sleep schedule on Yuki.
After everyone else woke up, she was slightly alarmed at seeing Armpit go over, and kick
Yuki off his bed. Twice as dangerous when he was half-awake, Yuki whirled around, and
caught him in a vicious uppercut. Armpit landed on the other side of the tent, clutching
his jaw, and staring, openmouthed at Yuki, who was sleepily rubbing his eyes.
"Ano...Yuki-kun...maybe we should go to breakfast now..." the rest of the campers had
been staring at him, and then had suddenly swept forward in a great wave, slapping him
on the back, shouting "No way!" and "Awesome, man!" Finally, X-ray, who was
obviously the leader of the group stepped forward and grinned up at him. "Yea, way to
go" he said, "That was really impressive...Iceman". He turned around, and directed his
next questions at Tohru, "You Don't seem surprised that he did that, do you? Do
you...Sunny?"
A/N-um...yea, sorry this chapter kinda sucked. It was just to really get from the first chapter, to the third chapter. Ok...so...next chapter will be up soon! See how the FB gang weathers the first hole!