Because you were there
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Fruits Basket. Though I wish I owned Kyo
Hey there everybody! Sorry it took so long for me to post this chapter. I didn't know what to write, but I finally got my muse back.
I read the novel for Star Wars: Episode III and it is so sad! Anakin really went crazy. I'm going to see the movie on the 19th. I really can't wait!
Also, can someone tell me where you can download Furuba anime off the internet, and what kind of software you need to do it? Just email me if you do. Now, without further ado…
Ch.2: And then there were three…
After Kyoko and Tohru moved away, she kept contact with Kazuma and Kyo through phone calls, and sometimes a visit or two.
Then came a day when the phone calls and even the visits stopped. Kazuma would try to call, or even write, but the phone number would not be in service, and the letters would come back unanswered.
He just couldn't figure out why he couldn't contact them. Did they move again? But Kyoko wouldn't do that without letting her dear friend know, would she?
Kyo was certainly anxious. Practically everyday when he'd come home from school, he'd ask if Kyoko had called. It was apparent the boy had become attached to her, which was an amazing feat in itself, because Kyo was barely friendly with anyone. Besides himself, Kyo really didn't have many people he was close to.
That was why it hurt him when Kyoko hadn't contacted them for awhile. He didn't say anything, but Kazuma could tell by the look in his eyes and the expression on his face. So all he could do was hope that they would hear something from her soon.
And when he finally did hear something, it was not the news he expected to hear…
Kyo walked home alone from school today. This was a bit peculiar, because Kazuma was usually there to greet him.
On his walk home, he started to wonder if Kyoko had called today. He missed her and Tohru.
But he realized that she most likely didn't call today, just like every other day. And the only conclusion he could come to was that she had abandoned him just like everyone else he'd come to care about. First his mother, then his father, now Kyoko, and eventually Kazuma… They'd all eventually leave him, and he would be left all alone…
He could feel tears begin their course down his cheeks, and he rubbed them away angrily. It didn't matter if she hadn't called or not. If Kyoko didn't care about him anymore, then good riddance! He would be just fine by himself. He didn't need anyone, and no one needed him.
Slightly saddened by that thought, he made his way up the steps of Kazuma's dojo, wondering why it was so quiet. Usually the air would be permeated with the sounds of his afternoon class. Had he cancelled it?
Suddenly he started at the feel of a hand on his shoulder. Looking up, he saw that it was Himura-san, Kazuma's assistant. And he had a grave look on his face.
"Himura-san?" Kyo asked cautiously. Was something wrong? "Where's Shisho?"
"He's in his study. He wanted me to bring you to him as soon as you came home."
"Is class cancelled today? What's going on?" Kyo asked as they made their way to the study.
Himura looked at Kyo, and said hesitantly: "I would like to tell you what is going on, but I really think Kazuma should explain it." At that Kyo fell silent.
When they reached the study door, Himura opened it slowly and said softly "Kazuma-sensei, Kyo is here."
In the study, Kazuma sat with his back to them; his head slightly bowed. Upon hearing that Kyo was there, he wiped at his eyes, and turned to face them.
Kyo was shocked to see that Kazuma's eyes were slightly red, and his faced looked sad.
"Thank you for bringing him to me, Himura." Kazuma said his voice slightly hoarse. Himura just nodded, and shut the door softly behind him. Leaving Kyo and Kazuma alone in the study.
"Shisho, what's going on? Why are you crying? Did something happen?"
"Kyo, I have something I need to tell you. Please sit down."
Kyo walked over hesitantly, sitting in the offered chair. "What is it, Shisho? Is someone hurt?"
Kazuma leaned forward and took one of Kyo's hands in his. Looking into his eyes, he said: "I received a phone call today. It was Kyoko's father-in-law. Kyo… Kyoko died."
"W-what? She's dead? How? When?"
"She was in a car accident about a month ago. He said he was sorry that he couldn't contact us sooner. He just found my number in Kyoko's belongings."
"What about Tohru?"
"She was at school when it happened. Right now she's staying with Mr. Honda and his family."
Kazuma watched Kyo as tears slid down his face, and then he pulled Kyo into his arms letting him use him as support.
Kyo… I know you really cared about Kyoko. And I want you to know that it hurts me too that she died. It might be painful now, but it will get better."
"This is my fault…" Kyo sobbed.
"What! Kyo what are you talking about? This is not your fault."
"Yes it is. It's because she was friends with me. Bad things happen to me people around me…"
"What are you talking about? Who told you that?"
Kyo lifted his teary face to Kazuma's and said one word: "Akito."
Kazuma grew upset at that. Why did Akito continuously torment him? They were cousins for goodness sake! Family shouldn't even be treated the way Kyo has. And all because he happened to be born in the year of the cat. A year considered bad luck in the Sohma family.
"Kyo, listen to me. This is not your fault. People die everyday, and unfortunately that was Kyoko's day to die. I have been around you practically your whole life, and nothing bad has happened to me. Don't believe so easily what others say, especially people like Akito. Okay?"
Then Kazuma smiled and ruffled Kyo's hair with his hand.
Kyo wiped his eyes and hugged Kazuma, feeling much better. "Okay…"
"Shisho?"
"Yes?"
"C-can we go to see Tohru? I just want to make sure that she's okay," he said with a blush.
"Actually, it's funny that you should ask that. Because her grandfather asked if she could stay with us for awhile."
"What? Tohru's coming to stay with us?"
"Yes. Her grandfather told me that the house is being remodeled, and they don't have any room for her at the moment. He thought that she could stay with us because we are the only other people that Kyoko knew and trusted.
So, what do you think? Would it be okay for her to stay here with us?"
"Um, sure. If it's okay with her, and you Shisho."
"Then that settles it. She'll come to live with us…"
Kyo sat at home, waiting anxiously for Kazuma to get there. Tohru was coming to live with them today!
He was so excited he could hardly sit still. It's been so long since he'd seen her. 'I wonder if she'll recognize me?' he thought.
He finally had someone to play with and talk to. 'And we can do so many things together. We can walk to school, play games, and even train for karate here in Shisho's dojo…'
His train of thought was interrupted when he heard a car pull up outside. Standing up, he ran to the front doors and pushed them open, emerging outside to see a car parked out front.
Himura and Kazuma were unloading the trunk of suitcases and boxes. And there was a young girl with long brown hair standing with an older man by the car.
The girl looked nervous and scared, but the old man was smiling, and few words from him calmed the girl, so that she was smiling too.
Walking down the steps, he slowly approached the girl and the older man. And at his approach, they both turned to face him.
The girl's big blue eyes seemed to sparkle as she smiled at him. 'Tohru had blue eyes, and brown hair. This must be her…' Kyo thought.
"Are you Tohru?" Kyo asked.
"Hai. You must be Kyo-kun. Mother told me that you had the same colored hair as her. I couldn't remember myself because I was so young when we met. It's very nice to meet you."
"I-it's nice to meet you too."
"Oh! Where are my manners? Kyo Sohma, this is my grandfather."
"Hello sir. I'm really glad that your grand-daughter is coming to live with us. And I'll watch out for her and everything. So please don't worry about her," Kyo said with a polite bow.
Mr. Honda smiled and said, "It is nice to meet you too, Kyo-san. I don't think I have anything to worry about with Tohru living here. I believe… that she is in good hands…"
TBC…
