Accursed Love

Yet another story that's a WIP (work-in-process) It's a Fruits Basket one, and this one is anime-version. It contains plenty of spoilers (even though I haven't seen any further than the first DVD, I read the first 5 manga books and looked up tons of research.) So there's your spoiler-warning. This fic is anime-version because Akito is MALE. e.e;

This is a special story because it's something new I've made up. Each chapter title is the title of a song. At the bottom, middle, or beginning, of the story there will be a few lyrics that pertain to the main character of the chapter or what the whole chapter is about. Just so you know, there's 13 main Custom Characters. And there will be a chapter for each of them. The chapters won't be long, depending on what event takes place, but you know it's bound to be a long story. I hope you like it, and I sincerly hope this fic story doesn't sound too corny. You won't discover the main background of the CCs until about the 3-5 chapter. 3 Hah, cliffhangers!

Nonetheless, enjoy.

Chapter One: Maybe I…

'Hello everyone! My name is Tohru Honda, but I guess you already know that. In case you're wondering, I'm still happily living with the Sohma family in Shigure-Sensei's home, along with Kyo-Kun and Sohma-Kun. It's a wonderful place full of adventure! It's a place I'm proud to call my home.'

"Tohru-Chan!" called a young voice. The young girl blinked curiously. She turned partly, careful not to drop either garbage bag in hand. "Oh hello, Momiji-Kun!" Tohru smiled happily. The blonde bounced over to her. His outrageously vibrant bag slapped his back noisily. "Hello," he echoed. The boy beamed up at her. "Are you almost done?" he asked. Tohru laughed as she nodded. "Almost." She told him. Momiji hopped about. "Yay!" It was hard to believe that they were the same age.

Tohru replaced her cleaning tools to their proper places. She would need to find them the next night. A proud smile was on her face. "There!" Momiji threw his hands into the air. "There, all done! Now let's go, Tohru-Chan!" He grabbed her hand and began to pull her along. Tohru couldn't help but laugh, following her eager friend.

"Okay, Shizuka. Let's go home shall we? What shall we have for… huh? Momiji?" A teen laughed. "Yeah, let's eat rabbit, why don't we?" Tohru stopped to glance around. Looking up and down the parking lot, she could have sworn she heard someone calling them. "Momiji! Momiji Sohma!" There it was again. Momiji paused in his skipping step, swerving in his loafers to turn. His usually shiny brown eyes widened. Tohru also turned. A gasp split her lips open. 'She's beautiful!' Running towards them was a slightly tanned woman. She had gorgeous hair, a jade-colored waterfall that cascaded over her shoulders to her mid-back. The woman wore a long, white cheongsam that fit her body complimentary. The fabric was an expensive pattern of lotus leaves. There was a high slit in the right, and her eyes were a dazzling hazel. Did Momiji know her?

"Why, it is you! Momitchi-Chan!" the woman greeted him grandly. Tohru stared up at the model. She doubted that the woman was actually a model, but had a model-inclined figure. She was breath taking! Momiji bowed to her. He smiled up at her. "Guten tag, Lady Yukanna!" She returned his smile with a brilliant flash of her own pearly whites. "How are you? It's been so long!" Momiji blushed lightly but laughed all the same. The hesitation when he first viewed this lady had melted into his normal, bouncy self. Yukanna laughed delicately. Her clear hazel eyes glanced over to Tohru. She bent over to form a polite bow. "Hello, I am Yukanna Kosu." She introduced. Tohru returned the bow respectfully. "I-I'm Tohru Honda! Nice to meet you!" Yukanna laughed softly. "The pleasure is mine." She said. Tohru slowly nodded. 'She's pretty and nice… How does Momiji know her? She doesn't look to be a teacher…'

Suddenly a car honked. Yukanna scowled, but even as she did she was still charming. "Oh, dear. I'm afraid I have to go. Teens are so impatient these days. Farewell, Momitchi! Nice to meet you, Honda-Chan." She turned and hurried off. Golden high heels snapped the sidewalk as she ran slowly. Her hair was tossed against her back mesmerizing. The beautiful woman disappeared into a blue vehicle. Tohru stared at Momiji. He was transfixed to the car. His eyes were frozen as it backed out and eventually pulled away. "Momiji, who was that?" Tohru asked softly. As soon as it was said, she wished she hadn't. 'It's none of my business!' Before she could say sorry, Momiji answered. "She's an old friend of Hatori's."

Tohru slid open the door to find Yuki sitting at the kotatsu. Shigure was in his chair. Kyo sprawled his body across the floor. It was quiet until Shigure spoke. "Momiji?" The blonde German Japanese boy giggled and wave. "Guten tag!" Kyo bolted upwards, pointed an accusing finger at Momiji, and shouted, "What's he doing here?" Tohru smiled. Momiji laughed with her. "Welcome back, Miss Honda." Yuki greeted politely. "I came to see Shii-Chan!" Momiji announced. He hopped over to the dog, and whispered into his ear. Shigure blinked.

"Yukanna here?" he repeated. Momiji nodded. The novelist smiled. "Oh what fortune. It's been so long…" his voice rambled off into a soft murmur. Tohru sat at the kotatsu. Her eyes were on Shigure. Kyo and Yuki watched him too. They all seemed to be interested. "Isn't she that one green-haired lady friend of yours?" Yuki asked in his soft voice. Shigure held his chin in a thinking state, nodding shortly after. Kyo's eyebrows rose. "That flirt?" he added. Shigure couldn't help but chuckle. "Perhaps she was a bit flirty." Her mumbled. His eyes closed as though he was reminiscing. 'Yukanna… she was a beauty, still is I bet.'

"She was a fellow student of Shigure's." Yuki explained to Tohru. She screamed. "But she looks so young! Maybe only twenty or so!" A large anime-condensation mark slid down Shigure's head. 'Do I look that old?' He wondered. Kyo rolled his eyes then rolled his body over. "I remember her some… Wasn't she in love with your brother or something?" The question was directed to Yuki. Tohru watched Kyo, her head tilted. It was hard to take in all this at once. "Ayame?" Shigure laughed more. Well, no. Let's just say they are two-of-a-kind. She was the one we hung out with most in high school, besides ourselves."

"Ourselves?" Yuki repeated. Shigure nodded. "Hatori, Ayame, and I." Momiji gasped, suddenly remembering something. "I have to go! Bye Shii-Chan! Bye Yuki-Kun! Bye Kyo-Chan! Bye Tohru-Kun!" he waved wildly while running for the door. "Momiji." Shigure's voice caused the rabbit to halt. "I think it's best to not tell Hatori of this." Momiji blinked dumbfounded. "Why not?" Shigure blinked in turn, ruining his moment of seriousness. "Ah, just because…" he paused while searching for an excuse. "It should be a surprise!" Momiji's eyes lighted up and he smiled. His head bobbed into a nod of agreement. "Okay!" The door rattled open and shut. His footsteps soon died away.

After Momiji was gone, Yuki and Kyo stared at Shigure. Tohru could sense uneasiness between the three. "Is everything okay?" she asked. They each nodded. "So how was… work?" blurted the dog. She smiled. "Great!" She began to tell them of all the work she had fulfilled that afternoon. Shigure nodded, though he was staring off in the distance; imagining the beauty queen of eighteen somewhere, probably dancing in the rain as she used to, laughing up at the stars.

"You saw Momiji?" a young girl squealed. Yukanna laughed softly. "Yes… He was at that Sohma building." She studied the girl. Her eyes were twinkling like liquidated stars. "Is he still cute?" Yukanna laughed. "He's still adorable. I can't wait to see him when he's grown…" Her friend giggled. "I'm going tomorrow! I just have to see him!" Green hues blinked. "Momiji? I didn't know you were so close."

"Not Momiji! Yun-Chan!" the girl cried. Yukanna smiled. 'Somehow I feel… that won't be all you see.' Her thoughts were never voiced, instead she granted her permission. "You can go." The girl squealed happily. "YAY!" Yukanna patted her head. "You still have puppy love." The girl pulled away her glamorous pink sunglasses. Her sapphire purple eyes studied Yukanna. "Puppy love?" she asked. "Maybe so… but I'm not the only one." Yukanna hesitated, smiling dreamily. "No… what I had was genuine."

Maybe I… I'm not so easily stung

Maybe I… I got some love for someone

Maybe I… I'm just the story for you

Maybe I… I'll be the do you ought to do

Maybe I… I'm not the one for your love

Maybe I… I'll be your heaven above

Maybe I… I'll write a story for two

Maybe I… I'll be the do that you do

-Five For Fighting.