Fruits Basket Fanfic XXxDDD!!
Disclaimer: Fruits Basket and all the characters belong to the guy who made it up. I don't own anything, I don't have any right to anything.
Rea - Lemony scenes? I have no idea yet… It depends, do you want them or not? If people would prefer me to keep this PG, then I'll keep everything very… mild. But if not, I'll change the rating to R, and write some lemony stuff.
Guardian of Balance - O.O I have to say I was flattered, but slightly confused by your review. Would you mind explaining what Akiru is? Please excuse my ignorance…
Xxnabiki - Lol, it's not the end of the world! With all my old fics, I was infamous for making odd pairings, and I guess this is another one of them…
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Let's Play Dress Up!
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At school the next day, Kyo and Yuki searched the crowded halls and classrooms for a certain small, blonde-haired boy. "Where is that damn rabbit?!" Kyo yelled, and several people turned to stare at him. "Why is he always turning up at the worst possible times, but the one time that we actually want him, he's nowhere to be found!"
"Calm down, stupid cat, he's got to be around here somewhere. Oh, there's Haru, he might know. Hey, have you seen Momiji around anywhere?" Yuki asked.
"Yes, have you heard? He's got himself a fanclub to rival yours. And then some of them started to attach themselves to me, so I had to run away. But Momiji doesn't have a clue, he just thinks of them all as friends instead of stalkers. He's in one of the classrooms next to the library, if you want to speak with him. But please, don't make me come with you," said Haru.
The two boys sped off, yelling their thanks back to the cow. A few moments later, they stood, speechless, at the sight that met their eyes. Momiji was standing in the middle of a small group of giggling girls, chattering happily to them. Enraged, Kyo stomped forward and grabbed him. "What do you think you're doing, you dumb rabbit?" he snarled, as the fangirls ran away screaming.
"They're my friends, Kyo! WAAAAAAH!!" Momiji started bawling his eyes out, which made Kyo even more angry, but luckily Yuki intervened. "Momiji, we need you to do something for us. For Tohru," he said.
"Of course, I'll do anything for Tohru! What do I need to do?"
"Come with us to my brother's shop this afternoon after school."
"Why, what are we doing?"
"Not telling, you dumb rabbit, until we get there!"
"WAAAH!! Kyo's being mean!!"
"I swear, every time you open your mouth, you annoy the hell outta me!"
"WAAAAH!!! Kyo's hurting me!"
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Ayame was alone in the shop. The delightful girl who was usually his assistant had called in sick, so he had to do everything by himself. He looked up as the door opened, and then dropped the dress he was holding in shock. "Yuki! My beloved brother, you came to visit! Oh, you have no idea how happy this makes me feel!" he squealed, delighted.
Yuki glared at him. "I'm not visiting, I need you to do something for me," he muttered darkly.
"No task is too hard for your wonderful elder brother! What do you need me for?"
"I need you to make Momiji look like Tohru."
Silence echoed around the shop as Ayame looked incredulously at Yuki, then he burst into laughter. "You've come to the right person! Step right this way Momiji! Yuki, don't worry, I'll have a Tohru lookalike for you in no time at all!"
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"Oh, Yuki!" Ayame sang. "Come and meet your brand new girlfriend, Momi-ru! Or would you prefer Toh-miji?"
Yuki and Kyo stared. Ayame had truly done a wonderful job. It was almost impossible to tell the difference between the real thing, and this drag-queen Momiji. He had even managed to do something with Momiji's height, so now he was just as tall as Tohru. However, there was something slightly wrong about the clothing.
"AYAME! What on EARTH is Momiji wearing?!" Kyo and Yuki yelled in unison.
"Hey, don't blame me! It was just this absolutely adorable dress I found in the storeroom. I thought it'd look wonderful!"
Yuki tried to avert his eyes. "It's too… revealing! Do you REALLY think Tohru would wear something like that?"
"Well, if you don't like it, choose something yourself!"
"Fine, I'll do just that. Come on Kyo, can you remember what Tohru was wearing when we saw her?"
"Yeah, it was a short blue dress, longer than her school skirt, went down to just above her knees…"
Ayame shook his head as he watched the two boys discussing Tohru's dress. "My, oh my, whatever are they up to now?" he muttered under his breath.
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"Ok, Momiji, this is it. What you have to do is just be like Tohru, ok? This is a matter of life and death, so don't screw up. We'll just make the switch, Yuki will take Tohru home, and I'll go back after you're finished. We'll come back sometime soon to help you escape. Just don't piss off Akito. Remember, he's in love with Tohru, so if you have to make out with him, then do it, and don't argue. And act like you're in love too, and you'll be fine," Kyo whispered urgently.
Momiji nodded solemnly. Kyo gave Yuki the thumbs up, and Yuki dragged Momiji with him to find Tohru.
Meanwhile, Kyo kicked down Akito's door. "Akito!" he shouted. "We need to talk!" Stomping around, hitting walls, he made as much noise as he could, knowing the success of their plan depended on him making a disturbance to draw Akito away from Tohru. He was awarded by the swish of robes behind him, and he was suddenly sent flying across the room. Looking up, he noted with satisfaction that Akito was alone.
Outside, Yuki and Momiji winced as they heard Kyo and Akito's yells, and the crashes coming from the room. However, they concentrated on their own task, and searched desperately for Tohru. They found her in Akito's room, half-dressed, staring in the direction of the noise, looking concerned.
Yuki stared. The buttons on her shirt were mostly undone, and it had slipped down her arms, exposing her shoulders. Akito's shirt lay on the floor, and Yuki could only begin to imagine what they'd been doing. He nudged Momiji and nodded at Tohru behind her back. Momiji raised the tranquilizer gun, and shot her in the back. Quickly, Yuki switched Tohru and Momiji's clothes, and slinging the unconscious girl over his shoulder, he nodded good luck to Momiji, and vanished out of the window.
Kyo was tired. He was receiving a savage beating from Akito, and it was taking all of his effort to not collapse. He panted and ducked a punch, as he wondered if he had bought Yuki and Momiji enough time. What if they were caught by another member of the Sohma family? What if they couldn't find her? What if Akito managed to knock him out, and found them out? His mind was overwhelmed by what if's, and he decided to try talking to Akito. "What do you see in Tohru?" he asked.
Akito glared. "Tell me what YOU see in her," he snarled.
Kyo laughed. "I don't see anything in her," he said, hating himself for the lie.
"I personally think she's sweet, and the best girl a man could have… Too bad, you're not getting her," Akito sneered, and Kyo suddenly jumped past him, out the door, and ran down the path as fast as he could, fervently hoping that Yuki had made the switch. He knew Akito wouldn't follow him, but he still sprinted back home, to get away from that overwhelming stench of evil power that he could feel emanating from Akito.
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Momiji heard the sounds dying down, and gulped, knowing Akito would soon come back to finish what they had been doing before. The door opened, and Momiji cringed inside, but still tried to remain as Tohru-ish as he could.
"Tohru… I'm sorry about that," Akito murmured in a husky voice, and Momiji almost laughed. This was so much fun! Akito actually thought he was Tohru, and it was hilarious to see the change in his personality.
He gasped as Akito kissed him, and crawled away from him hurriedly. "What's the matter?" Akito asked, concern in his eyes.
"I… I can't!" Momiji whimpered. If only Yuki and Kyo could see him now! He definitely had a career in acting ahead of him. "I'm sorry, I have things to do," he continued, and fled.
Akito watched the retreating figure, and scratched his head, puzzled. Something was… odd. Different. But it didn't matter, right now he'd have to concentrate on not letting Tohru see him for three days.
He could begin to smell it, that horrible stench, not unlike the one that accompanied Kyo's true form. Except his own form was much worse, so much that if anyone saw him, he'd have to kill them. And he didn't want to kill his dear Tohru before she had broken the curse.
He clenched his fist, and stared at it. It had become darker, and thin veins of black and red were pulsating through it. Already, wisps of purple smoke had begun to rise. It wafted through the open window, and Akito watched, as the leaves of the tree shriveled up and fell as they came into contact with the smoke.
He laughed - a deep, grating sound that was quite unlike his normal voice. Oh, how he loved his true form! Any normal person would detest it completely, fear the turn of the full moon, but he wasn't a normal person. No, he was Akito, a half-mortal child of the Dark Lord of Death who commanded the gateway to hell. His father's powers had passed on to him, and every full moon, he would sit, perfectly still, as his spirit took on the duties of Lord for those three days. The time was drawing near, and he would have to start making preparations.
Akito sniggered. He wished that stupid cat and rat could see the full extent of his power, and then they'd never try to cross him again.
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Sorry, that's a short chapter… Couldn't get it to end properly. Been running out of inspiration lately. Anyway, keep reviewing.
-Elenril