'Only you can break the Sohma curse... Only you can free them!' Sarkain's eyes shot open as she immediately sat up from the branch where she was sleeping. Panting heavily, she sat there for a few minutes, trying to catch her breath. It was the same dream she had had for the past two weeks. The same hissed whisper calling out to her. Ever since... NO! Sarkain forced herself not to think about it. Even the slightest though of what had happened would bring pain to her head, and nightmares like the ones she had recently had. Closing her eyes and sighing, she thought to herself. 'Well, its not use running away from that. If I do, it'll only end up like-' She stopped in mid-thought. Her eyes opened wide, and her whole body began to shake. 'No, I can't bring this memory back to life. I won't let it take control of me. NO!' She screamed in her head. Then, she jumped out of the tree, landed on her feet, and started running as fast as she could wherever her feet would take her. Sarkain's eyes shot open as she immediately sat up from the branch where she was sleeping. Panting heavily, she sat there for a few minutes, trying to catch her breath. It was the same dream she had had for the past two weeks. The same hissed whisper calling out to her. Ever since... NO! Sarkain forced herself not to think about it. Even the slightest though of what had happened would bring pain to her head, and nightmares like the ones she had recently had. Closing her eyes and sighing, she thought to herself. She stopped in mid-thought. Her eyes opened wide, and her whole body began to shake. She screamed in her head. Then, she jumped out of the tree, landed on her feet, and started running as fast as she could wherever her feet would take her.
The winter wind howled in her ears, but she didn't notice. She was too blinded by rage, pain, grief, sorrow, and hate to even notice where she was going. All of her emotions were bundled up, and it was all she could do not to cry out and die. 'It wouldn't make a difference anyway, if I died or not' she thought to herself bitterly, ''The world would actually be in a better place without me running around' Finally, she stopped running and found herself in a cemetery. She looked at the grave that she had stopped by. Her breathing got faster and faster, as her knees soon gave in. She could feel herself shaking, maybe from the emotions that she had kept inside her for too many years, maybe just because of the cold. Slowly, with the howling winds and the icy snow to comfort her in a strange way, darkness overcame her.
When Sarkain woke up the next morning, she found herself on a bed. Her head hurt, and she was still dizzy. Slowly, the 'events' of yesterday made their reappearance. Shaking her head and putting her memories behind her, Sarkain looked around the room she was put in. The walls were black, except for one side. It was dark, blood red, and not done yet. There were cans of paint on the floor near the unfinished wall and a small ladder. Next to where she lay, was a window, which showed that it was still snowing. Instead of the icy, hard droplets that fell yesterday, today the snow was calm and peaceful like- almost reassuring to most people, but not her. She was different from the rest.
Sarkain's POV
"Awake already?" I heard a voice behind me. Turning my head I saw a boy. He was about sixteen or so, with dark grayish hair and purple-like eyes. Behind him was an other boy. He looked a bit older than the first and had white hair. Underneath it was a layer of black hair. Both looked strangely familiar, like I had seen them somewhere.
"Where the hell am I?" I asked them.
"You are at the Sohma estate. Kyo, my cousin, found you in the cemetery last night at about 2. He decided to bring you here, you were already freezing," the purple eyed one answered, while the other just leaned back against the railing of the door, a blank look on his face. 'Wait- SOHMA? So THEIR the ones I'm supposed to free or something?' I thought. Suddenly, realization overcame me.
"Wha- Sohma? I really need to go," I told them, sprinting past them. I barely made it past the bored one when I crashed into someone.
"Shit! What did you do that fo-" an orange haired boy started. He stopped in mid-sentence when he realized who I was. The other two ran out of the room I was in and stopped dead in their tracks when they saw what had happened, fear in each of their eyes. They had probably heard the crashing sound I had made when I bumped into the orange headed guy. The noise had also attracted three other figures. A girl with long brown hair, and brown eyes. An other girl with short, wavy blonde hair and big brown eyes, and an older guy that looked slightly like the purple eyed dude. 'Damn, how many of them ARE there?' I asked myself, before realizing that I was still on the orange-head. Quickly, I got up and outstretched my hand. He just started at it. Come to think of it, everyone else was starring at me.
"What the hell is everyone starring at me for?" I asked them after ten uneasy minutes of being the target of everyone's eyes. Silence. "Could someone please tell me why the hell you're all looking at me?" I tried again. "Still no answer. There, I started to get really pissed off. "SHIT! Can anyone tell me why the fuck everyone's freakin' looking at me for god's sake!" I said angrily.
"Excuse me for asking, but, are you a Sohma?" the blonde asked me, nervously, after ten even more uneasy minutes of starring. Everyone's eyes went from me, to the blonde, to back at me. Obviously, everyone else had the same question in their heads.
"Wha- HELL NO!" I answered. That question had caught me off guard. "Why would I be?" I asked them. They all looked at each other, as if asking if they should tell me something of not. Finally, the oldest, nodded.
"I think you should come downstairs with us Miss..." the purple eyed one started, waiting for me to answer. I just ignored him and started walking down the stairs. (A/N: I don't know if they have stairs, but they do now. Just deal with it:K) Once we were all downstairs, everyone was silent. Orange-head had leaned back against the wall, so had the dude with the layered hair. Both girls had sat down. The last two just stayed there. Everyone was still looking at me.
"I think we should start with the introductions," the older one started before I cut him off.
"Listen, I don't give a shit who you are. I just need to get the hell out of here," I told him. I got up and headed toward the door. The guy with the layered hair, and the purple-eyes one moved to block my way.
"Listen dude, I don't want to hurt you... that bad," I said under my breath. Everyone else laughed, except for the orange-head. He just looked more bitter.
"Don't even try it Miss. You could get hurt. Besides, there's something you should know befo-" He started.
"Shut the hell up! I don't give a damn about what you want me to know. Just get out of my freakin' way before I beat the crap out of you!" I said angrily. That caught him off guard. He just stood there for a moment before talking again.
"I don't care if you don't want to know, you're going to have to," he said coldly. I guess that he wasn't usually this way, because the brunette looked shocked at his tone.
"Yuki-kun..." she whispered, but he kept his gaze where it was.
"Let me the fuck out of here!" I ordered, narrowing my eyes. I saw the purple- eyed one – Yuki – back away slightly. The other one, however, stayed where he was. "God damn it, let me out of here before I really beat the freakin' crap out of you!" I told him. They didn't budge. So, being so sick with Yuki's damn stubbornness, I punched him straight in the stomach. I could tell that he wasn't expecting it, because he flew back, blood spilling out of his mouth, straight into the garden. Ignoring Shigure's "Why must everyone break our house," comment I narrowed my eyes on him. He was now my prey. Eyes locked on him, I made a movement to step closer to him. To finish him off. However, the other guy – layered hair on – stopped me. His grip was strong enough, and I was to preoccupied with beating up Yuki that it didn't take much to hold me back – it wasn't like I was really trying. If I were, well that's a different story. I soon gave in and hissed to Yuki, "I was going easy on you asshole. You're god damn lucky that your friend here stopped me, or I would have fed you to a cat!" Behind me, I could tell that the orange head was smirking at that one comment. Still being held (A/N: No! Not THAT way!) by the layer haired dude (A/N- Damn, she really needs to find out their names... I'm getting really tired of typing orange-head and layered haired dude over and over again),I turned (or rather, was forced to turn) around to face the others.
Normal POV
They were all starring at her, a look of disbelief on their face. 'Must not be used to that asshole getting beat up,' She thought to herself. The only one not starring at her like she was crazy, was Kyo. He was grinning, as though he had been waiting for this moment to happen for years. 'That damn rat finally got beaten, and by a GIRL!' Kyo thought to himself. 'This could be the happiest day of my life!'
"What the hell are you all starring at me for?" she asked. They all looked away, seeing how pissed off she was. 'Cowards' She thought. "Why the hell won't you let me leave?" she asked Haru. (A/N: YAY! No more 'dude with the layered hair' and watsnot!)
"Because there's something you should know..." He started.
"I don't give a damn if there's something I should, I wouldn't give a shit anyway! Just let me the fuck out of here!" I shouted, sprinting past him. I ran as fast as I could. Running away. From eveything. From everyone.
A/N: Hey! This is my first Fruits Basket Fic., and my first fic. At all. Please review. I'll try to uplaod soon, but I have a lot of homeword this week. Hope you liked it!