The 13 Spirits of the Chinese Zodiac
Disclaimer: Please Takaya-sensei, give me Fruits Basket!
NEVER! YOU WILL NEVER GET FRUITS BASKET!
FINE! I DON'T OWN FRUITS BASKET! Yet…
A/N: This is my very first fanfic. Yes, I feel so powerful. I can manipulate the emotions and thoughts of all Takaya-sensei's characters. Mwa-hahaha.
Chapter One
Yuki's POV
Yuki trudged home glancing at the sopping ground. It had been raining for two days and Kyo was in an even worse mood than usual. Yuki was in a pretty bad mood himself too. He glanced down at the paper in his hand. It was dotted with drops of rain and on the top in big red lettering was 56 F. How could this happen? I've never failed a test and I studied with Honda-san for hours. I'm a failure. Maybe Akito was right. I don't deserve to be outside the main house.
"Yuki," Tohru asked worried, "what's wrong? Is it the test? Don't worry SoYuki you can always re-test."
"It's all right Tohru. You don't need to feel sorry for me," sighed Yuki. They kept walking on and came across the three major fan-club girls. L-O-V-E! WE LOVE KYO! KYO! KYO! LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA! LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA!
"Are they cheering for you today Kyo?" Kyo flashed the fan-club girls a murderous glare and walked on. Tohru started to fallow when she spotted Yuki standing there with a bit of disappointment on his face. "Yuki? What's wrong?" asked Tohru.
"Nothing, it's just surprising they would cheer for that stupid cat. I'm going to do some shopping if you want to go on with that stupid cat." With that said, Yuki walked off into the rain. I hope he'll be alright. He doesn't have a coat, he might get sick. Maybe he's going to his secret base. THE SECRET BASE! I have to go cover it up, Tohru thought as she ran up to Kyo. Meanwhile Yuki was walking into the local Hot Topic store and browsed thought the racks for a few moments.
"Hello Sohma, Yuki, what are you doing here? Surely they don't sell your style of clothing here," said a soft, mysterious voice behind him. He recognized it immediately as Tohru's friend Saki Hanajima.
"Hello Saki. I'm thinking of changing my image. I've become a failure and I shouldn't look like this anymore," Yuki stated in an even more saddened voice then usual. He walked over to the rack with all the cargo pants on it and pulled a pair of army green ones towards the changing rooms. Hana grabbed a black T-shirt and handed it to Yuki with a smile.
"Thanks Saki," sighed Yuki. He didn't really want to be doing this, but he had to. He was no longer the prince, he no longer had his grades beside him, he had nothing going for him. Yuki stepped out of the dressing room and saw his reflection in the mirror. Suprizingly he was happy with what he saw. The outfit complimented pefectly with his blonde-silver hair and his purple-ish eyes. He walked back towards the racks with a huge smile and grabbed even more.
Thoru's POV
Thoru smiled as she saw Yuki walk into the house. She spotted the three bulging bags in his hands as he walked up towards his room. He came back down as she was cooking dinner and was shocked as he walked in with his new black and green look. She gasped, not in horror but in pure satifaction. The black agaist his pale skin made him look better than he already did.
"Yuki, you look amazing. I would have never guessed that you would look so good in black!" Tohru stampered out.
"YUUUUKI!" came a shout from out in the living room. A pained expression came onto his face as Ayame danced into the kitchen. A pained expression came onto his face as Ayame danced into the kitchen, "Yuki, wha...what are you wearing. Why don't you wear those nice chinese-style clothes you always wear. They looked so good on you."
"What are you doing here? I have no intention of wearing that again. I am a failure and don't deserve that," Yuki sighed.
"What's this? Yuki is a goth phycotic now?" chanted Shigure from the next room. Poor Yuki, he has no idea that everybody looks up to him. But, maybe it's best for him to change. Change is good right? I have to admit he does look good in those clothes. I just wonder what those fan-club girls are going to think.
Finaly done, well plese R&R! This chapter was hard to write. I wasn't to sure of how to start out my story. hopefully I can get the other chapeters out sooner. Next chapter should be better now that I have it started.
