I'm back after a year long break! That's the last time I sleep in! Actually I had a major case of writer's block that happened right after I wrote a yaoi fic involving Ed x Envy from FMA. Let's just say…that will never reach the light of unless under special requests. And now there's a Gad Guard section put up! takes out a notebook filled with Gad Guard fics But anywho, I thought to start my resurrection with a Fruits Basket fic…so ENJOY!

Chapter 1: An Old Friend

Tohru slowly rises from her soft bed, stretching out and yawning. Politely covering her mouth. "Good morning," she says to herself moving over towards the bathroom that she shared with Kyo, Shigure, and Yuki. The blue eyed teenager slowly turns on the shower, watching the water temperature by running her hand through the stream of water. Tohru quickly washes herself then exits the tub, sliding over to her room once again to get dressed in her school uniform.

Tohru emerges from upstairs wearing her uniform, her hair in the low bows that she always wore them in. Tohru moves into the kitchen making lunches for herself and the other two with a smile on her face. "Good morning Tohru," Shigure chimes happily waltzing into the kitchen and taking a seat at the table.

"Good morning Shigure!" Tohru greets him happily, placing down a cup of tea that she had heated on the oven. She places the bento boxes on the kitchen counter just in time when Kyo makes his way to the kitchen. "Good morning Kyo." Kyo grunts lazily, grabbing his lunch and sliding the package into his pack. Yuki follows suit, still half-asleep. "Good morning Sohma-kun." Yuki responds with a light hearted smile.

Tohru leads the trio out of the house, the awaiting group friends wait for them at the gate. "Hey, Tohru!" Momiji shouts happily, waving her over to them. Tohru walks over to them with a smile on her face, running her hand through her hair to get it out of her face.

"So…that's the infamous Tohru Honda." Sanada says to himself with a smirk, watching from the other side of the street. His motorcycle helmet reflecting the dim silhouettes of the small group. "She's just you said." Sanada slowly turns the engine on and goes out into the street on his black and silver American-Harley Davidson. The teenager zooms passed the group revving the engine, slightly glancing at Tohru before passing a couple of other cars.

"Rude," Ansa growls walking beside Tohru with a protective aura surrounding her. Tohru smiles at the ex-gangster who returns the smile to her. Hana sulks on the other side of Tohru, also acting as her guard. Kyo growls something about stupid rat, but is more or less ignored.

School

Ansa walks into the classroom, looking at the wave of faces. A certain, tanned face standing out from the crowd. "Hell no," Ansa groans trying to hide her shock. Tohru looks over to her, almost sensing her distress.

"What's wrong, Uo-chan?" Tohru asks as Uotani, takes a step back with a look of disgust on her face. The ex-gangster backs her way into the hallway, trying to avoid the envatiable. Tohru follows after her, along with Hana. "What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost." Ansa gets a disgusted look on her face, still remembering the new person's face.

"That's because I have," Ansa says under her breath. A loud cough brings her back to earth and the blond looks over at the door way at the tanned skinned, long raven haired stranger stands there with a smirk on his face. The teenager slides down the pair of violet shades with a confident smile on his face, revealing a pair of deep, ocean blue eyes. "Someone…kill me."

"Gladly," Sanada smiles in response leaning against the frame of the door. Tohru turns around to face the boy who had shakened Uotani. "I'm Ichigo Sanada and you must be…Tohru Honda. My sister has told me so much about you…I didn't expect you to be so…normal." Ichigo slyly smiles at Tohru studying her face with almost glowing eyes. Tohru gets a puzzled look on her face, feeling a little uncomfortable around him.

End of Chapter…

Whoo…that was surprisingly difficult. I should have prepared myself more for it. And…I will get better. Hopefully.