Note: This is my first ever Fanfic so I'm going to work my best at it. Oh and you know the usual, I don't own fruits basket although I wish I did.

Jumping out of the pool Kokuyo ran a hand through his jet black hair. He dyed it nearly every day so no one could see the orange roots that held the secret to his identity. His hair came down to the tips of his ears but stopped before it met his burning red eyes.
Going into the changing rooms he changed into his usual black ensemble. He wore a pair of jeans that seemed to be a size too big for him; they were made of a thin-ish material not the usual denim like everyone else. On top he pulled on a plain black long sleeved t-shirt that covered his beads on his left wrist. He looked down as he saw them disappear under the material and silently cursed himself for being this way.
He continued to get dressed, putting on a pair of black and grey sneakers that were hidden under his jeans. Putting the rest of his wet things into his bag he flung it over his shoulder and left the pool.
He had finished his training for the day but didn't really want to go home yet. He decided to take the long way home cutting through the park that led to the main house.

Back at the estate Kokuyo dropped his bag in the corner of his small room. It was a dark cramped room but could hold a desk, bed and his books for studying. Next to the window was a shelf that held a few books on swimming and a couple of novels. The walls were painted black, done by himself years ago, but had a few posters on them making it seem a little lighter.
Sitting next to the window Kokuyo rested his head on his arm feeling the dampness of his hair. It was cold out but getting warmer now each day so he didn't mind having the window open.
Looking out he could see the other members of the family going about their business, passing him by as if he never existed. They all knew who he was, and although the 'outside' people didn't know about his curse they did know about his past, which was enough for them.
Sighing he stared out the window wondering how long it would be now until he had to move into the neko room. "It'd be nice to be able to talk to just one person before I graduate, but seeing as know one wants to know me I guess I'm screwed."
None of the other cursed members had really met him before so it wasn't likely they even knew about him. Sad really but he'd always stayed in his room since the incident and none of them knew he dyed his hair so they'd probably think he was just some kid in the Sohma family.

People passed him who he'd seen everyday yet had never spoken to, they didn't know who he was or if they did, they didn't show it. He stared at the other building in the area wondering what was in them. He'd probably never know anything else besides the main house and the pool.

Sitting up he left the window and poked his head through his door. No one was around inside, although no one even went near his room, only the servants. A woman walked passed and he asked for a drink, she said nothing but nodded and looked at him. She knew who he was and had heard what he'd done so was wary of him. She returned a little later and handed him a glass of water before quickly leaving him alone once more.

He drank the water feeling a little depressed, he'd never spoken to half the people here but they hated him none the less. He set the glass down and decided to take a walk through the house.

He didn't normally do something like that but he felt extremely bored and wanted a bit of excitement. Closing the door behind him he looked around to see if anyone was around. Once he made sure there was no one he walked slowly down the hall looking out each window as he did.

As he wandered through the halls of the Sohma estate Kokuyo came across a door that was slightly opened. Looking though he saw that there was a woman there; she seemed to be angry about something and was on her own like himself. This woman of course was Akito but as he'd never met the head of the family he had no idea who she was. Opening the door slightly he looked into to see that there definitely wasn't anyone else in the room. He stepped forward and looked at her.

"Um, excuse me? Sorry, I don't mean to interrupt but you seemed worried about something. Is everything ok?" He spoke softly to her not really knowing who this woman was. She looked ill and rather pale but when he looked again he could see that she had a very strong look about her.

He sat near her looking concerned but didn't say anything and simply waited fro her reply hoping she would introduce herself.

She looked up at him and smiled rather sweetly, "I'm Akito Sohma, who are you?" She moved to face him the smiled not wavering, although she seemed happy she really had a million evil plans running through her mind of what she could do with this boy.