Disclaimer: I do not own Yuki or any other members of 'Fruits Basket'. The wonderful Natsuki Takaya-sama is the holder of these characters and the concept of Furuba. -; I just like to mess with them..! Well, don't sue me...because you'll probably just get...absolutely nothing out of it...because I am just a poor, poor child.

Author's Note: I'm sorry! I apologize to the world, no, to the universe! I apologize to everyone who has to carry my name-sake! (Wow, that's a lot of people...) Yeah, yeah...enough of the Rit-chan-san spaz. But, really, I'm sorry. After I posted the first part of this, I was like: 'Aii! I like it...I need to make the next part...' but I didn't get around to it. Ah, well, at least I did finish this part. Only one more to go! Well, I hope you all enjoy it. Ahh...and when I typed in 'PG-17'... -Laughs- That was a huge joke. It's going to lead up to that...but it's probably just PG-13 at the moment...ah, I have a sick sense of humour. To get all these fangirls excited for something grand, and then taking it away from 'em. Also...this chapter has a bit of, shall we say..."spoilers?" Yes, spoilers. Nothing too big.

Small Dedication: Again, my dedication goes out to my friends: Nichole, Kylie, and my Ane-san! It also goes out to those of you who reviewed...I wouldn't have brought myself to write the end of this fic without you all...then again, that goes to show that I only have to have a small handful of reviewers before I type up the next part... xD

Translations: Not a one. I have realized that it just makes some people angry when you put random Japanese into fics...well, others think it's cute and all, but I'm going to try and make it so there isn't any! Aha, ha, ha. I'm so random. Thanks for putting up with it.

'A Sick Obsession'

"Oh my, Honda-san...this meal is wonderful..."

Looking up from my seat, I see a blushing face of a brunette girl. She begins to spill words of thanks towards my little compliment and reasons why the meal must have been different this time from last. I'm only mildly concerned with listening to her at the moment. I've gotten so used to her talking like this that sometimes it doesn't register with me, but that doesn't mean at all that I don't care. I care for Honda-san deeply.

I'm not really trying to get her to speak at the table like this; but see the look on that stupid cat's face. I glance up, eye-lids lowered, and stare across the table at him. His head is lowered and his shoulders are arched up. I raise one of my pale hands towards my lips and chuckle into them...this was going to be interesting to see. Since his hands were on the table, it begins to shake violently. Suddenly, he stands up, almost overturning the table, and Honda-san just gets scared and looks over to Kyou.

"Damn you! Damn you to Hell, Yuki!"

An accusing finger points down at me and I swear I could see fire rising up behind him. I shot him a death-glare before he turned and left the room, almost completely destroying the paper door that separates our eating space and the hallway. I hear Shigure whine next to me, saying: "Ohh...my poor house..." Honda-san jumps up and tries to follow that stupid cat, saying that she's sorry for whatever she did to make him angry.

I start laughing into my palm at the sight that Kyou had caused. My shoulders rack and I begin to wipe away the small bit of moister that wells up in my eyes. It's only too amusing to see that stupid cat angry. He gets pissed at things so easily that it isn't even all that hard. I finish my soup and look over to Shigure who, sometime in the middle of it all, had whipped out a fan and was moving it slowly back and forth. Rolling my eyes, I stand from the table and look down at the dog.

"Tell Honda-san not to worry about that stupid cat. I'm going to go outside for a little bit...just let her clean up and then get her off to bed. And don't do anything perverted, Shigure..." I stood from the table and brushed off my black slacks before leaving out the almost completely broken door. Setting my gray slippers next to Kyou's unused orange ones, I went to my shoes and slipped them on, reaching for the doorhandle and pushing it aside just as I heard Shigure call back.

"Oh my, how distrustful of me you can be!"

That didn't give me any solace...

After my eyebrow decided to quit twitching from Shigure's words, I left the house, closing the door behind me slowly and carefully. I needed to get out of the house for a moment or two...recently my mind has just been a jumble. I really should have everything straightened out, but sometimes I just don't know what to do. Walking outside, I step off the porch and walk towards a tree. I wonder for a moment or two if I should go towards my garden and work out there. It was much too late to do that, though.

My hand slips into my hair and I twirl some of the violet strands around for a moment or two. Glancing up, I hope to catch a glimpse of the stupid cat that always lingers on the top of the roof. My hand trails down my neck and touches the collar of white fabric that covers my body. I'm gazing absently at the roof with my eye-lids lowered.

I can't believe it. I'm thinking about that orange-topped furball. Leaning against a tree, I rested my head against it as well. I really have no idea as to why I've been thinking about him recently. I mean, who could have thought that the Prince might have complications in his life..? Surely not anyone that cares about me.

Except for Honda-san. She cares for everyone, though. But, since she's been under stress from school, I didn't want to impose on her. Having to hear about my life must be such a bore. Especially since, lately, all of my thoughts have been on a stupid, orange cat. Sighing, my eyes catch on a mop of orange hair and I know immediately that the said stupid cat is resting on the roof now.

I wonder...can he see me?

Staring up towards the roof, I just let my thoughts mingle with each other. Ahh, I wonder what Shigure would say if he knew what I was thinking..? Then again most of my thoughts are hormone-driven. Why else would I be thinking such things? It has been long known that the revered rat and the disregarded cat have never gotten along...so why is it that the rat has been thinking about the temper-mental cat?

Kyou doesn't know it, but I secretly envy him. Honda-san already knows of this. I envy him because of the energy that he carries within him. It reaches out to those around him and attracts them. Even me. I've fallen subject to his unbounded energy once before, although I highly doubt he knows that. I tend to keep things secret and away from where others can analyze it.

And that's all because of Akito-san.

Akito-san is another story entirely. My problems with my feelings could probably go so far back as my Mother. It was, indeed, her fault that I was brought to live and "play" with Akito. We were children and who else was I supposed to listen to? I am the rat...I am supposed to be looked upon and practically worshipped. That pedestal I talk about isn't fake...I'm always perched upon it...

I couldn't turn to anyone. My Father followed my Mother's opinion. He believed that I should be strong and please Akito-san whenever I had the chance. My Mother hit me when I wouldn't obey...whenever I went against her or Akito-san's wishes. My brother...I can hardly look at that idiot without thinking: "I'm related to that thing..." I mean, really...who forgets they have a brother, hm?

And then there was the whole dispute between the cat and the rat. When I was younger, I didn't care who anyone was. I just thought that it meant we acted or looked like the animal they called us. To the adults, I was the revered rat, Haru the slow ox, and Kyou was the disrespectful cat. To me, though, when I looked at everyone, they were just children. Just like me.

I only wanted someone to play with...to share my secrets with. That's all I needed...was a friend. Anyone would be fine. And then, one day, I met the cat. Well, I had always known the cat...what I mean is that I was able to speak to the cat on my own.

It was snowing outside.

I thought it was odd when I first saw him. He was standing out in the snow with a jacket and shorts...I wondered if he was cold, although he had a scarf around his neck. The orange mop of hair on his hair was bright against the pure white snow that littered the ground. He gazed at me for a second and when his eyes caught my own, I was trapped. I believe the first thing I thought when I stared into his eyes was..."pretty..."

I was going to ask if he was cold, and invite him into the main house, but he started yelling at me. I guess when I was a child I didn't stand up for myself as much as I wanted to. His words bit at me, although I didn't know why he was angry. We had just met..! There he was, yelling at me, saying it was "all my fault" he was born as the cat. Saying that if I was dead he could live easier.

And then he ran off.

I had never had someone I just met explode at me like that. To yell like they hated my guts and would rather see me six feet under...or tortured. That was the look that was in his eyes. He wanted me hurt, and I couldn't see why. I still don't, for the most part. I don't know how it was instilled in him at such a young age to hate me that much. Of course, after that, I started crying.

I went to my Mother for help, rubbing my eyes and wishing that she would help me. All I got was a quick smack across the face. I don't like having to remember my Mother like that, but that's all that's there. Sometimes you just have to hate your family. It's all I can do to keep away from them and not getting hurt. I hated it. Being hit, having to take it, and then being sent to Akito-san.

Just because I reached for the cat's help...

I wanted his attention. I wanted him to acknowledge me so I could see that, even despite the war between my family's obsession with me and Akito-san, I had someone I could go to. Someone I could run to and say that I drew them a picture of some distorted sun, or even play games in the dirt with without getting yelled at. Just because I went to the cat for help, I started visiting my little room...

I went so far as trying to reach out to Ayame before my Mother decided it would be better if I followed Akito's wishes and went to an all boy's academy. I did so. I made friends. Those friends were taken from me. Every day seemed like my first day. Even after a month or so at my new school, I had people come up to me and ask my name. Their memories would have erased any knowledge of me, depending on what kind of friendship I struck up with them.

That's where my hatred of Hatori is fueled.

I was always alone because Akito told him to erase my friend's memories. I withdrew slowly and quieted more than usual. Soon it was just me whom I could talk to. Well, me and my rat friends. They were there for me, although I felt silly talking to them. I never felt like a rat because whenever there was one, there were always more. I never had anyone else around me.

Kyou and I had a strange way of meeting with each other at strange times. I was walking back to school when I saw a little red cap in front of my shuffling feet. I was amazed by it because, as soon as I saw it, I thought of Kyou's eyes. There was a rough voice that spoke...something about "Master" and I looked up from the cap in my hands. Kyou stood there, wide-eyed.

I held the hat out to him and I received an evil glare from him. He stalked off as fast as he could, not looking back for even a second. That was it. I thought about all the people who hated me...everyone who knew me as the rat and not just plain old "Yuki." I remember clenching hard to the hat and falling to the ground, weeping and clinging onto the red fabric like it was my only life-line.

At that time, it was. I wore it everyday, even when the teachers yelled at me for wearing a hat at school. I stood out more than anything, too, since our uniforms were navy blue. I thought of it as a symbol. It was a swatch of red in a sea of blue, showing that I was somehow different from all of them.

That, or I had horrible fashion sense...

I don't know if Kyou ever saw me wearing it. I had to walk past that spot where we met again everyday, and I always wished that he'd just appear again so I could give him his hat back and when I did, I just wanted to tell him that...I wanted him as a friend...

"Yuki...you're shaking..?"

I blinked and my eyes widened when I heard a voice in front of me. Kyou stood there, reaching out for me. Automatically, I brought my hands up to my face and shook, silently. Why was it that whenever people who hated me reached out made me think they were going to hit me? I guess it wouldn't have mattered, anyway...I would have just blocked whatever attack he'd throw at me.

"No. I'm not. You're eyes are just deceiving you in the dark...stupid cat."

I can't believe it. I almost forgot that insult. Hm, it must have been because I was thinking so much about our past. Why else would I be unable to give him the cold shoulder? Huffing out into the air, I gave Kyou my best pissed look before making my way towards the house. Wasn't it bad enough that he was plaguing my mind? No, he had to show up and act...worried.

"You're crying."

I stopped dead in my tracks and whirled around, gazing unbelievingly at the cat before me. His fists were clenched together and he just looked at me through a small curtain of burnt orange locks. I shook my head to try and prove to him that I wasn't, and he glared at me all the more. I was always so bad at lying when I already was crying. Haru could see through that...I didn't think Kyou was that cunning.

"What's wrong?"

Yuki-Owari

Yes, I actually have a bit of a cliffhanger here. Isn't that interesting? I don't think so. Well, this was more focused on Yuki's past than his thoughts. Only one more chapter to go. I'm happy that you all waited, patiently, for this. Too bad I see Kyou as the more insane one... o-o; But, it couldn't be helped. Kyou is insane...and we all love him for it. Well...I hope you stay for the last part! It'll be interesting to see what I do for this, ne? Hmm...oh well...I'm glad this idea is slowly leaving my mind...see you all soon! -Trots off-

-Reviews-

Rinoki Rio: -Laughs- Thanks for your review. I hope you remembered what happened for this second chapter. I am damn lazy, and I just kept putting it off. I have a lot of other fics I'm working on at the moment, but I just had to come back to this one. And, yes, since this does happen to be a shounen-ai fic, I do hope his dream comes true, or I won't know what to do with it...too bad the only good version of this will be on AdultFF...

xamnam: Yeah. I don't really want to ruin Momiji anymore than I've already seen. -Shudders- I am wary of all shounen-ai or yaoi fics that have Momiji in the pairing. I think my brain died on that one it was so bad. T.T -Cries- Saaaaad...and low. You can do better than that, Haru. Go find Rin.

Polka Dot: Mmm...I hope this chapter explained how Kyou was able to smell Yuki...if not, you might want to read it again. And, some guys are actually able to control themselves...so, it's not that hard for him...still, he is having problems... -Laughs-

Soumanyon: I can't rightly say anything, now can I? Maybe I should just put my "Farewell" here, hm?

Kyuki: Given the simple fact that...well, kinda sucks and I'm risking it with one of my other fics, I have to tone it some. You can find the other 'better' version at AdultFF soon. It'll be an amusing ending...just wait and read it. I hope to have the rest up soon. Thanks for giving me a review, and I hope you read again

Tony Blair: Thanks so much for the review. Yeah, it was really interesting to write...Yuki's isn't as deep, but that's okay...I don't want to see him acting as freaky as Kyou was anytime soon. That would probably disturb me. Please read again

Billy the Kangaroo: -lol- Yeah, it is quite interesting. Thanks for all of the compliments and the review...they help a lot. . ; Even if I haven't had much constructive criticism other than: "Update more, biyatch." So, thanks a bunch and read again

Yelana: Yes Another lover of my description. Thanks again for all of the compliments...still, don't you find it weird that it's in first person and Kyou is mentioning that his hair is burnt orange..? xD It's like saying: 'I have to put gel in my jet-black hair.' -lol- Well, thanks for the review and I hope you'll read again.

AyameSohma: I know what you're from... -Laughs- You just have to visit my site again soon. As I will with yours. So, you liked it, mm? Well, you do have good taste, Aya-sama. I hope you read more of my fics...and like them as well. I hope to see you soon

slayer chik: -Laughs- Kylie. You are just too good to me. -lol- Well, I hope you like this next chapter. It's still not as deep at Kyou's other chapter, but it's okay...I guess. -Laughs again- Wait for it...Shigure...techno dancing... w00t.