My first Fruits basket Fic! ^^ Anyways, thank you for reading! Please tell
me what you think when you're done.
Warnings: Yaoi, angst, maybe a little bit of OOC, suicidal attempts.
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He was going to do it tonight. The young teen looked at all the possible choices he had. He lifted the knife and examined the blade, glittering in the little light of the moon. He was sitting upon the roof, dressed in his usual; cargo pants and his black shirt that revealed his slim, trimmed stomach. The muscles of his stomach trembled slightly as he ran the blade of the knife along them, not pressing hard enough to cut just yet. He shuddered slightly at the thought of what that simple knife could do to his body. All he had to do was cut into himself, once, twice, and it would be over. He ran the blade along his wrist slowly. Just once...
He tossed the blade away quickly, covering his face with his hands. He couldn't do it. He couldn't kill himself. Not like this... Massaging his face slightly with his hands, and rubbing his temples, he stood and looked at the moon.
"I'm such a coward. I can't even take my own life." The fiery haired teen grumbled, softly to no one in particular. Why did he want to kill himself, again? Oh, yes, his own family had driven him there. Being the cat of the family was horrible. No one accepted him at all. Tohru had accepted him for who he was. He was so grateful of that, he really was. But even that was not enough to keep him stable, now. The one he yearned attention from did nothing but ignore him and put him down, though, it's not like he could complain, since usually he was the one who started the arguments. He just didn't know how to express his feelings other than teasing and anger, he had never learned how...
Sighing for what seemed like the millionth time that night and he stood and looked out over the forest, licking his lips slowly against the wind. Why... Why didn't anyone understand him, accept him? Was he that strange in the Souma Family? He constantly had to deal with those who knew about him, outside of the Souma Family, that is; the way they looked down at his wrist, making sure he had on his bracelet, and getting a bit nervous around him. Why Akito let a few know about the family was beyond him, but he really couldn't bring himself to care right now. He hated Akito, more than anything, he realized. Why? It was quite simple, Akito was the one who had banished him, shunned him, betrayed his secrets and left him for dead.
"Kyou?" A voice came, bringing him out of his hateful thoughts. He whirled around and looked toward the little head that had poked itself up from the latter on the other side of the roof.
Yuki...
"What are you doing up here so late? Surely you don't sleep here?" The rat questioned softly, of course, he looked half asleep, so that might explain the strange behavior. Perhaps he had woken him with all his moving around and not to mention throwing the knife down onto the roof... The knife! Alas, it was already too late, he realized, for Yuki picked up the sharp object in curiosity and looked at it for a long, long while. "Kyou? What--?" He started, but never finished. Suddenly, he looked very, very awake, and in an instant, he was upon the roof glaring at the cat. "What is the meaning of this?!"
"The meaning of what?" Kyou asked in his cool, dismissing tone. He had to make it seem like a normal, everyday thing. He had to throw off the rat's suspicion.
"This?" The rat held up the knife, waving it slowly.
"What about it? It's 'meaning' is to cut things, you of all people should know this." He said smartly. Perhaps it wasn't the right thing to say since now, Yuki was fuming.
"Don't be a stupid little jerk with me, Kyou!"
Well that's not good, Kyou thought. Yuki never used his name unless he was serious...or half asleep, but that wasn't the case at the moment, Kyou realized, and he wondered briefly what he'd gotten himself into. "Sorry, ok?" This visibly sent Yuki into shock, his mouth gaped open, and he took a small step back, which, of course, was a very bad mistake because he was on the edge of the roof already, and that small step caused him to lose his balance. "Yuki, watch out!" The cat hissed and, before he knew what he was doing, his body moved and reached out, snagging the rat, and yanking him forward.
Both of them panting slightly from the sudden adrenaline rush, they didn't really notice the position they were in until they were looking into each others' eyes. Their bodies pressed close together, none of them could bring themselves to push away or say anything. Poor Kyou knew that this must seem very awkward to his cousin, but for him, gods he had always wanted to feel Yuki pressed against him and looking at him with that same expression in his eyes as he was now. It felt so right, being with him like this, but Yuki finally pushed away, turning his back to the cat.
"I'm sorry for bothering you." The rat forced out, quickly making his way down the letter.
"Oh god," the cat groaned, slapping himself on the forehead. He'd really done it now..
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The next morning was bright and sunny, but it didn't reflect the mood of the Souma house at all. Tohru had made the wonderful breakfast, as usual, but Yuki wasn't acting himself, Kyou noted. He was very distant and if he didn't know it any better, Kyou would say he was being avoided. Naturally, the cat thought grimly, setting his chopsticks down and raising without a word. He didn't catch the small glance that Yuki gave him as he left and went outside.
"What's the matter with him, I wonder?" Shigure chirped softly. "And you for that matter, Yuki? Did you two have another fight?"
"Something like that." The rat said mysteriously and left as well.
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Wonderful, Kyou concluded sarcastically. He had managed to push the object of his worth away even farther than he had been before. Typical, he thought again. "Of course. Only I could do something so stupid. I'm just the stupid cat after all."
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The time for lunch came rather quickly, but Kyou refused the offer of food and, instead, went up to his room. Since he hadn't gotten much sleep the previous night, or the night before, he decided a nice cat nap would do him good. He hadn't realized how tired he was, though, for he was soon sleeping after his head hit the pillow.
(Dream)
Running and running, that's all he could do. But where? All that was around him was black. He felt a sudden whoosh around him and all the animals of the Souma Family were around him, and he, a cat. They were laughing at him, all of them, laughing at his stupidity, at his gullible manner. At first, he was scared, but as he looked at all the faces, laughing at him, he began to anger, and once he saw that rat, he couldn't hold back, his other form arose. And next, there was blood, everywhere, on his claws, on the ground, on the black around him, dripping. He had killed them all. No, he hadn't meant to do that! His eyes fell upon the rat, slashed and looking at him, still, barely alive.
The violet gaze that was on him wavered but the rat still snickered at him, laughing at him mentally, still, STILL! He had felt so bad for killing the rat, but those emotions came back, the ones that brought his other form out in the first place; the revenge, the hate, the fear, and the anger. They all came back to him in a rush and he found the rat in his hand and he squeezed, his grip kept tightening until the rat was choking on his own snickers from lack of breath and-
"NO!" Kyou awoke with a yell. He was sweating, panting, and his eyes shifted around, checking the walls for blood and then looking down at his hands.
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A scream erupted and shook the Souma house hold. Shigure looked up sharply from his meal, as did Yuki and Tohru. They all instantly stood and rushed up the stairs to where the sound had been heard. Shigure, the fastest, arrived there first and swung Kyou's door open. The teen was huddled in the corner, looking scared with wide eyes. He seemed to not even know that Shigure was there.
"What's going on?" Tohru asked, trying to poke her head up enough to see what was going on, but Shigure knew...
"Yuki, please take Tohru downstairs and both of you finish your dinner."
"But-"
"NOW!" The dog hissed. Yuki and Tohru were both shocked. Shigure had never yelled at them before like this. Yuki obeyed and led Tohru down the stairs while the door shut to Kyou's room.
Slowly moving to Kyou's side, as not to alert him, Shigure reached out and touched his shoulder very softly. Not expecting such a violet reaction from the cat, Shigure had to flinch as Kyou jerked himself around to stare at the older man, breath hitching and speeding up. He had to admit that he'd never seen the cat in such a state, and it actually scared him. He had known the cat for a long, long time, but never had he seen him like this.
"Kyou..." He said softly. He could smell the fear on him, and the blood. That one seemed to confuse him for a moment, but when Kyou's hands came to grip at his shoulders roughly, he understood. It appeared the boy had clenched his fists so hard they had begun to bleed, but that could hardly explain why he was so freaked out. The cat clung to him and slowly began to calm down. All the while, Shigure ran one hand through the fiery hand while the other rubbed his back slowly. He knew that Kyou would not tell him what happened, and that was fine, for now. But if it happened again, he'd have to force it out of him. He couldn't help him if he didn't know what in the world to do. "Kyou, it's alright now. Calm down and take a deep breath."
Despite what many thought, Shigure could, indeed, be very serious if he needed to be. He knew where that boundary was, and he hardly ever crossed it, but this rare moment of seriousness, he could see, was needed. Knowing Yuki, he would be trying to peek in on them and see what was going on any moment. He hoped that he would be wrong, for he actually liked holding Kyou like this, for what reason, he didn't know. All he did know was that he had seen a side of Kyou that no one else had, he was sure, and he wouldn't let Kyou's trust down.
"Sh-Shigure?" Kyou's voice suddenly came. He was surprised, yet relieved as he looked down to see the fiery haired teen looking up at him with clearer eyes than before. He nodded softly.
"Yes, I'm here." He smiled.
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Yuki slowly crept up the stairs. He had promised Tohru, who had begun to cry with worry, he would find out what was going on. His feet hardly made any noise at all, and the stairs didn't even creak under his weight, but sometimes even that didn't matter to Shigure's sharp ears. He finally got to the door of Kyou's room but it swung open and Shigure was there, forcing a smile. Apparently, he had heard Yuki coming from a mile away.
"Yes?"
Sighing softly, Yuki tried to peek in at Kyou, but Shigure kept getting in his way.
"Tohru's worried. I just wanted to see what was happening. Despite what you may think I do care right now, and Miss Honda does as well." The rat said calmly, though, inside, he felt like he could explode with frustration, worry, and curiosity.
"Tell her he's fine, then."
"Why won't you let me see him Shigure?" The first traces of anger and frustration were beginning to make themselves known in his voice. The dog raised a brow at this, but didn't say anything. It wasn't like Yuki to lose his temper so easily like this. Either way, he just patted the rat's head and sent him away.
"No worries, Yuki." He said in that sing-song voice he so loved to use. "Just tell her he's under too much stress and turned into his cat form, he'll be better tomorrow morning. And, Yuki, since he slept through dinner already, please bring me a tray of food, ok?"
The teen had no choice but to obey. He nodded slightly and left.
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Scythe: So what do you think? Shall I continue? No? Yes? Make a new pairing? Tell me!!! *strangle*
Warnings: Yaoi, angst, maybe a little bit of OOC, suicidal attempts.
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He was going to do it tonight. The young teen looked at all the possible choices he had. He lifted the knife and examined the blade, glittering in the little light of the moon. He was sitting upon the roof, dressed in his usual; cargo pants and his black shirt that revealed his slim, trimmed stomach. The muscles of his stomach trembled slightly as he ran the blade of the knife along them, not pressing hard enough to cut just yet. He shuddered slightly at the thought of what that simple knife could do to his body. All he had to do was cut into himself, once, twice, and it would be over. He ran the blade along his wrist slowly. Just once...
He tossed the blade away quickly, covering his face with his hands. He couldn't do it. He couldn't kill himself. Not like this... Massaging his face slightly with his hands, and rubbing his temples, he stood and looked at the moon.
"I'm such a coward. I can't even take my own life." The fiery haired teen grumbled, softly to no one in particular. Why did he want to kill himself, again? Oh, yes, his own family had driven him there. Being the cat of the family was horrible. No one accepted him at all. Tohru had accepted him for who he was. He was so grateful of that, he really was. But even that was not enough to keep him stable, now. The one he yearned attention from did nothing but ignore him and put him down, though, it's not like he could complain, since usually he was the one who started the arguments. He just didn't know how to express his feelings other than teasing and anger, he had never learned how...
Sighing for what seemed like the millionth time that night and he stood and looked out over the forest, licking his lips slowly against the wind. Why... Why didn't anyone understand him, accept him? Was he that strange in the Souma Family? He constantly had to deal with those who knew about him, outside of the Souma Family, that is; the way they looked down at his wrist, making sure he had on his bracelet, and getting a bit nervous around him. Why Akito let a few know about the family was beyond him, but he really couldn't bring himself to care right now. He hated Akito, more than anything, he realized. Why? It was quite simple, Akito was the one who had banished him, shunned him, betrayed his secrets and left him for dead.
"Kyou?" A voice came, bringing him out of his hateful thoughts. He whirled around and looked toward the little head that had poked itself up from the latter on the other side of the roof.
Yuki...
"What are you doing up here so late? Surely you don't sleep here?" The rat questioned softly, of course, he looked half asleep, so that might explain the strange behavior. Perhaps he had woken him with all his moving around and not to mention throwing the knife down onto the roof... The knife! Alas, it was already too late, he realized, for Yuki picked up the sharp object in curiosity and looked at it for a long, long while. "Kyou? What--?" He started, but never finished. Suddenly, he looked very, very awake, and in an instant, he was upon the roof glaring at the cat. "What is the meaning of this?!"
"The meaning of what?" Kyou asked in his cool, dismissing tone. He had to make it seem like a normal, everyday thing. He had to throw off the rat's suspicion.
"This?" The rat held up the knife, waving it slowly.
"What about it? It's 'meaning' is to cut things, you of all people should know this." He said smartly. Perhaps it wasn't the right thing to say since now, Yuki was fuming.
"Don't be a stupid little jerk with me, Kyou!"
Well that's not good, Kyou thought. Yuki never used his name unless he was serious...or half asleep, but that wasn't the case at the moment, Kyou realized, and he wondered briefly what he'd gotten himself into. "Sorry, ok?" This visibly sent Yuki into shock, his mouth gaped open, and he took a small step back, which, of course, was a very bad mistake because he was on the edge of the roof already, and that small step caused him to lose his balance. "Yuki, watch out!" The cat hissed and, before he knew what he was doing, his body moved and reached out, snagging the rat, and yanking him forward.
Both of them panting slightly from the sudden adrenaline rush, they didn't really notice the position they were in until they were looking into each others' eyes. Their bodies pressed close together, none of them could bring themselves to push away or say anything. Poor Kyou knew that this must seem very awkward to his cousin, but for him, gods he had always wanted to feel Yuki pressed against him and looking at him with that same expression in his eyes as he was now. It felt so right, being with him like this, but Yuki finally pushed away, turning his back to the cat.
"I'm sorry for bothering you." The rat forced out, quickly making his way down the letter.
"Oh god," the cat groaned, slapping himself on the forehead. He'd really done it now..
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The next morning was bright and sunny, but it didn't reflect the mood of the Souma house at all. Tohru had made the wonderful breakfast, as usual, but Yuki wasn't acting himself, Kyou noted. He was very distant and if he didn't know it any better, Kyou would say he was being avoided. Naturally, the cat thought grimly, setting his chopsticks down and raising without a word. He didn't catch the small glance that Yuki gave him as he left and went outside.
"What's the matter with him, I wonder?" Shigure chirped softly. "And you for that matter, Yuki? Did you two have another fight?"
"Something like that." The rat said mysteriously and left as well.
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Wonderful, Kyou concluded sarcastically. He had managed to push the object of his worth away even farther than he had been before. Typical, he thought again. "Of course. Only I could do something so stupid. I'm just the stupid cat after all."
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The time for lunch came rather quickly, but Kyou refused the offer of food and, instead, went up to his room. Since he hadn't gotten much sleep the previous night, or the night before, he decided a nice cat nap would do him good. He hadn't realized how tired he was, though, for he was soon sleeping after his head hit the pillow.
(Dream)
Running and running, that's all he could do. But where? All that was around him was black. He felt a sudden whoosh around him and all the animals of the Souma Family were around him, and he, a cat. They were laughing at him, all of them, laughing at his stupidity, at his gullible manner. At first, he was scared, but as he looked at all the faces, laughing at him, he began to anger, and once he saw that rat, he couldn't hold back, his other form arose. And next, there was blood, everywhere, on his claws, on the ground, on the black around him, dripping. He had killed them all. No, he hadn't meant to do that! His eyes fell upon the rat, slashed and looking at him, still, barely alive.
The violet gaze that was on him wavered but the rat still snickered at him, laughing at him mentally, still, STILL! He had felt so bad for killing the rat, but those emotions came back, the ones that brought his other form out in the first place; the revenge, the hate, the fear, and the anger. They all came back to him in a rush and he found the rat in his hand and he squeezed, his grip kept tightening until the rat was choking on his own snickers from lack of breath and-
"NO!" Kyou awoke with a yell. He was sweating, panting, and his eyes shifted around, checking the walls for blood and then looking down at his hands.
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A scream erupted and shook the Souma house hold. Shigure looked up sharply from his meal, as did Yuki and Tohru. They all instantly stood and rushed up the stairs to where the sound had been heard. Shigure, the fastest, arrived there first and swung Kyou's door open. The teen was huddled in the corner, looking scared with wide eyes. He seemed to not even know that Shigure was there.
"What's going on?" Tohru asked, trying to poke her head up enough to see what was going on, but Shigure knew...
"Yuki, please take Tohru downstairs and both of you finish your dinner."
"But-"
"NOW!" The dog hissed. Yuki and Tohru were both shocked. Shigure had never yelled at them before like this. Yuki obeyed and led Tohru down the stairs while the door shut to Kyou's room.
Slowly moving to Kyou's side, as not to alert him, Shigure reached out and touched his shoulder very softly. Not expecting such a violet reaction from the cat, Shigure had to flinch as Kyou jerked himself around to stare at the older man, breath hitching and speeding up. He had to admit that he'd never seen the cat in such a state, and it actually scared him. He had known the cat for a long, long time, but never had he seen him like this.
"Kyou..." He said softly. He could smell the fear on him, and the blood. That one seemed to confuse him for a moment, but when Kyou's hands came to grip at his shoulders roughly, he understood. It appeared the boy had clenched his fists so hard they had begun to bleed, but that could hardly explain why he was so freaked out. The cat clung to him and slowly began to calm down. All the while, Shigure ran one hand through the fiery hand while the other rubbed his back slowly. He knew that Kyou would not tell him what happened, and that was fine, for now. But if it happened again, he'd have to force it out of him. He couldn't help him if he didn't know what in the world to do. "Kyou, it's alright now. Calm down and take a deep breath."
Despite what many thought, Shigure could, indeed, be very serious if he needed to be. He knew where that boundary was, and he hardly ever crossed it, but this rare moment of seriousness, he could see, was needed. Knowing Yuki, he would be trying to peek in on them and see what was going on any moment. He hoped that he would be wrong, for he actually liked holding Kyou like this, for what reason, he didn't know. All he did know was that he had seen a side of Kyou that no one else had, he was sure, and he wouldn't let Kyou's trust down.
"Sh-Shigure?" Kyou's voice suddenly came. He was surprised, yet relieved as he looked down to see the fiery haired teen looking up at him with clearer eyes than before. He nodded softly.
"Yes, I'm here." He smiled.
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Yuki slowly crept up the stairs. He had promised Tohru, who had begun to cry with worry, he would find out what was going on. His feet hardly made any noise at all, and the stairs didn't even creak under his weight, but sometimes even that didn't matter to Shigure's sharp ears. He finally got to the door of Kyou's room but it swung open and Shigure was there, forcing a smile. Apparently, he had heard Yuki coming from a mile away.
"Yes?"
Sighing softly, Yuki tried to peek in at Kyou, but Shigure kept getting in his way.
"Tohru's worried. I just wanted to see what was happening. Despite what you may think I do care right now, and Miss Honda does as well." The rat said calmly, though, inside, he felt like he could explode with frustration, worry, and curiosity.
"Tell her he's fine, then."
"Why won't you let me see him Shigure?" The first traces of anger and frustration were beginning to make themselves known in his voice. The dog raised a brow at this, but didn't say anything. It wasn't like Yuki to lose his temper so easily like this. Either way, he just patted the rat's head and sent him away.
"No worries, Yuki." He said in that sing-song voice he so loved to use. "Just tell her he's under too much stress and turned into his cat form, he'll be better tomorrow morning. And, Yuki, since he slept through dinner already, please bring me a tray of food, ok?"
The teen had no choice but to obey. He nodded slightly and left.
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Scythe: So what do you think? Shall I continue? No? Yes? Make a new pairing? Tell me!!! *strangle*
