Hello. Rebecca this time again. I'm on a roll! Okay. Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket or it would be pure chaos! mwaha. ok. Songfic.

Might As Well Be Strangers - by Keane

"I am Motoko Minagawa. President of the Prince Yuki fanclub! And somehow I must have Yuki to myself before I graduate!"

Motoko sighed as she watched the films from her highschool years. High School graduation was tomorrow and she still didn't have Yuki for herself. What a fool she was. To think that Yuki Sohma of all people...

I don't know your face no more
Or feel your touch that I adore
I don't know your face no more
It's just a place I'm looking for

"President Motoko Minagawa here." she watched as the tape went from her to the wonderful prince as he walked around school. Tohru Honda walked right past him and they didn't even look at each other. Amazing what happens in a few days. Motoko sighed. She could've been Honda. If only she'd said something sooner. She sighed again.

We might as well be strangers in another town
We might as well be living in a different world
We might as well
We might as well
We might as well

She had memorized everything about him. His schedule, his school belonging, the books he read, even his lunch! But what good did it do when she never actually talked to him? She wondered this as she watched more recent films. "Operation Get Rid Of Tohru Honda!" the girls on the tape called.

"Fools..." Motoko groaned. "I am one of those fools." she rolled over on her bed and stared at the ceiling where Yuki hung looking down at her. A much more recent addition. "If only I were a year younger!" she added.

I don't know your thoughts these days
We're strangers in an empty space
I don't understand your heart
It's easier to be apart

Yuki had started hanging out with Tohru Honda just about every minutes he could. And when it wasn't him, it was the orange haired Sohma. Sometimes all four Sohma's were around her at once. What did they see in her? Could she herself not change to be more like that? How do you sit around all of Prince Yuki's relatives and just act natural?

We might as well be strangers in another town
We might as well be living in a another time
We might as well
We might as well

The next day at school, Motoko saw the white haired Sohma in the hall and stopped him. "You're a relative of Yuki's, are you not?" she asked. He nodded. "Answer me something. What is it about Tohru Honda that you all like so much?" Her eyes were defiant and she wouldn't let him leave till she had an answer.

We might as well be strangers
Be strangers

It seemed that in 18 months, the Yuki she had known had become someone else. And she wanted to know what it took to be with him. And this boy had the answers.

But Haru just closed his eyes and said "You... Wouldn't understand. And... You'll never take Tohru's place." Haru just walked passed her. Motoko whipped around.

"Wait!" she yelled. She was glaring but Haru didn't stop. "I'll never take her place," Motoko repeated.

For all I know of you now
For all I know of you now

Motoko looked down as she walked and almost ran into Yuki. "I'm sorry. Are you okay?" Yuki asked. Motoko blushed. But... Just behind Yuki was Tohru and Kyo. They were heading home. She didn't know everything about her Yuki. She'd admit it. But as long as there was hope that she could be with Yuki, she wouldn't give up. And as long as there was hope that Honda would chose the red head over Yuki, however absurd. Motoko smiled.

"No. I'm okay. Yuki. I'm not through with you. I'll be waiting for you," and she walked past leaving all three staring at her. But she didn't care. She'd said something similar a few days ago, but.. Saying it just made it clearer.

For all I know of you now
For all I know