The Curses' Cold Touch

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Disclaimer: If I owned Fruits Basket, this would not be a fanfic, now would it? I didn't think so.

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Summary: It's one of the breaks during Tohru's second year of high school and she's already been through a lot with the Sohmas. What happens when an old friend returns to reveal a similar curse? A relationship between the Sohmas and the other cursed family?

In the last chapter, alright, so we still don't exactly know who Leigh is…and we still don't know much else about the relation between the two curses. What the hell happened! Well, I don't think we'll find that out for a while, but I can certainly play with your minds in the meantime.

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"Hey, Tii-chan," Shigure called, "look at this one!" Kristi walked into the room, carrying a tray with two cups and a small kettle, to join him at the kotatsu. Her eyes on the album that Shigure had open, she set the tray on the table before sitting next to him. "What's this one?" Kristi asked as she handed him a cup filled with whatever was in the kettle. "Thanks," Shigure smiled before he turned his attention back to the photo album, "Our second year of high school, remember?" Kristi's eyes scanned the pages that were open and she saw pictures of Hatori, Ayame, Shigure, and herself. "Aw! We were all so cute!" "Were?" Shigure smirked once again, "I don't know about you, Tii-chan, but some of us are still cute." "Pff," Kristi said as she lightly and playfully pushed his head, "Don't you wish, dog boy?" "Wishes do come true, Tii-chan." Shigure said as he pushed her just as lightly in return. Kristi chuckled and turned her attention back to the photo albums. "Oh, hey! I remember this one!" Shigure looked at the picture at which, by this point, Kristi was pointing and laughed, "Of course!" They were looking at a picture where a young Shigure was sitting down, smiling at the camera and oblivious to Kristi on his right: falling toward him with two cups of soda in her hands, neither of which would be spared in gravity's attack. By the people, stands, and rides in the background, one would easily—and correctly—guess that the two were at a carnival. "You'd been so nice that week—it was another Golden Week—and you paid for my ticket and you brought me to the movies and paid for everything," the girl recollected, "I felt like buying you a drink would be good. Heh. Little did I know that you'd be wearing it before you even got it." The two continued to laugh at her. When the laughter had faded, Shigure looked at Kristi and his smile become more sincere, "You know, you looked exactly like Tohru does now. Almost like a big sister." Kristi blushed a little and chuckled again, "Nah. Tohru's cute. Very cute. I was just a plain girl in high school." "My, but that's where you're wrong." Kristi's blush could only deepen in response. "S-Shi-kun, I—"

The doorbell rang and Shigure's childish smile returned before he got up and left to answer the door. Still red faced, Kristi sighed and turned her head to the table top, my heart is still pounding, Kristi thought to herself, but why does this feeling seem so familiar? Why does it feel like I've done this before? "Huh?" Kristi's eyes were caught on a photo album at the bottom of one of the piles. The spine was labeled High School – Third Year – Last Dance. It wouldn't have seemed so strange hadn't it been written in her own handwriting. I…I thought I couldn't go to the last dance. I had to work. Didn't I? The Gemini asked as she carefully removed it from the pile. She opened the cover and saw four pictures of the dance hall, the center picture would be one of the banner that read Good-Bye Seniors! A small smile found its way to her face as she turned the page to see two full pbody pictures, one of each a young Ayame and a young Hatori, both in tuxedos. The grin of joy, however, faded to a look of both confusion and shock as her eyes reverted to the next page. The picture took up the entire sheet, which only seemed to shock her more since, because of her handwriting commenting on the pictures here and there, she thought much of this particular one so much as to blow it up and place it in a position of importance. "If this actually happened…how come I cannot remember it…?"

I've forgotten everything…