A/N: Hey everyo- PLEASEOHGODDON'THURT ME! -flinches, awaiting airborne fruit.-

Yeeaaah. Looks like I'm back for the time being.

WHY HALLO THAR. What's shaken', bacon? ;B That's right. THIS FANFIC HAS BE REVIVED. Hoooolycrap. I shit you not.

Aren't you smitten. You better be. xD

Thanks very much for the reviews, everyone. That's basically what motivated me to write this chapter. I can't gaurentee another to follow any time soon, but maybe.

I finally got around to re-reading this fic to catch up. I forgot ALL my ideas for this story. oO; Yeah. So basically, the plot will be tweaked a bit.

I'm way to lazy to fix typos and misspellings in the previous chapter, so flame me about that all you want. I can't say that such behaviour will give you another chapter soon, however.. ; Hehe.

I'm sure you're wondering "What have you been up to? You neglected us so long!" Well, maybe you're not askign yourself buut here's the story anyway. Short and sweet:

My wrists burn like fire. I have little iinspirationf or this story. My attention span is that of a 5 year old so you can imagine trying to re-read it. High school's poop. I'm madly in love with one of my friends and I'm tryign to improve my bad eye-foot coordination with DDR. And home life isn't so..home-life-like.

Okay, okay. I get it. "shut up and start writing, you lazy ingrate." :B

Disclaimer: Looks like I'm back. And no, I don't own Fruits Basket. I hope you're happy.

Brute.


Beeep. Beeep. Beeep Bee-

Tohru sat up after switching her alarm off, yawning sleepily and stretching her arms over her head. She gave a casual glance to the clock, "Hmm.. 10:00. Guess I should st-"

Her eyes widened, glued on the red "10:01" blinking back at her.

"Kyah! I slept in!" Oblivious to the fact that her alarm clock was purposly reset by someone, the clumsy girl untangled herself from the sheets. She tossed on a flower printed shirt and skirt, combing her brush through her hair before she stumbled out the door and down the hall in record timing.

She might have made Olympic record timing but she crashed into soemone's chest. That someone grabbed her arm, keeping her from falling and kept her steady, "Oi, Tohru. What's with the hurry?"

Tohru blushed, mumbling an apology before looking up at him, "Ah! Did..you eat breakfast?"

"Is that what this is all about?" Kyo sighed, rubbing the back of his neck, "Geesh. Slept in, didn't we? C'mon. Let's go downstairs."

Following the orange-haired friend, Tohru pondered why her alarm clock set off so late. Stepping into the kitchen, she decided to make something quick. She felt the need to make it up to Kyo and Momiji for waking up late, so Tohru figured maybe makign cinnamon rolls for breakfast would surely cheer the two up. Momiji would be wired for the rest of the day, of course. She'd have to take that into account.

Of course, all thoughts of breakfast wet out the window when she opened the kitchen door and saw a mass number of people standing around, facing her with ballons and streamers across the ceiling.

"SURPRISE!"

"KYAAAH!"

Jerking upwards in a leap, her heart fluttereing at a rabid pace at the sudden... and overall unexpected scene before her. Yes, Tohru was definatly surprised. So surprised that she forgot to breathe for a good minute and, seeing his "girlfriend" turning red from lack of oxygem, Kyo thought he would have to give her mouth-to-mouth recussitation. Not that he minded, of course. But he was frightened for her health. Thankfully, Tohru gave a delayed gasp of shock before breaking out into a wide grin, excited.

Everyone was there. Uo was grinning from her perch atop the counter, waving. Haru looked indifferent, but smiled when Tohru glanced his way. Momiji, of course, was already bouncing up and down and pointing to all the various snacks and goodies layed out ont he counter, as well as the pile of gifts on the table. Kisa was shyly holding her hand as Momiji gave a tour. Yuki was standing next to soemone she wasn't familiar with.
There were some people Tohru..didn't know, however. Starting with a brunette who was smiling shly at her. Momiji quickly decided to introduce everyone, clearing his throat to sound mature, "This is Kagura! She's an angel, too."

"It's a pelasure to meet you." Tohru blushed and bowed. Kagura did the same, smiling. Momiji dragged her to another person, "This is Hatsuharu and Hiro." Tohru stared at Haru, tilting her head at his strange hair color before grinning, "Nice ot meet you, Hiro."
"No, Tohru. THat's Haru."
"I'M Hiro, stupid." The little brunteete boy glared at Tohru, folding his arms over his chest before huffing, "What's so great about her anyway?"

Tohru flushed in embarrasment. Before she could say anything, however, Kisa frowned, "Hiro.. don't be so rude." Her voice was tryign to sound confident. Hiro blushed and looked down, muttering an apology.

"This!" Momiji turned, not missing a beat, "Is the person we mentione before. Shigure." Having his name been thrown out, the older male was at Tohru's side in an instand, grinning, "Hello Torhu! I've heard so much about you. And you're jsut as cute as they say." Tohru turned another shade of red, "T-Thank you!" Shigure hummed, "And that person should be here soon."
"That person?"
Shigure grined, patting Tohru's head, "No worries, Tohru. You know them. Kyon Kyon here-"
"Kyon Kyon? When did you make that name up!" Kyo glared at Shigure, about to pounce the elder angel for beign to touchy-feely with his girlfriend.
"Now, now, Kyon Kyon. No need to be so loud. I can here you." Shigure rolled his eyes, still strokign TOhru's hair, "Kids today. They're so rebellious. Must be wonderful to have such energy."

"Shigure, that's enough." Haru plucked Shigure's hand off Tohru's head before glancing to her, "Nice to mee to you, by the way." Tohru smiled and nodded. Uo pounced her friend, laughing and chatting with TOhru for a moment. "Great party. Looks like that Kyo guy's not so bad after all. but I still think he's a creep." She grinned and TOhru laughed nervously, but a little giddy seeing her friend.

Shigure smiled a genuine smile before stroking his chin, "Such a sweet Juliet. Kyon Kyon-"

"Damn, stop calling me that!"

"-I need to talk to you for a second outside. Seems that person is here!" Kyo looked confused. He was about to retort with something along the linrs of "Go stick it up your ass, I'm not going anywhere with you", but the look Shigure was sending him meant business. Following without complaint, Shigure lead Tohru on ahead to answer the door. Seemed right when they arrived, the doorbell started ringing. Another perk of being an angel.

As the door opened, Tohru automatically recognized the person standing on the steps. Her friend from work, Amaya.

"Ah? Amaya? How did you know where I am?" Tohru looked confused. Uo didn't know Amaya that very well, in fact, noone did. She rarely invited her friend over because Amaya was always busy, it seemed. Sensing the ocnfusion, Amaya smiled and tilted her head, looking at Shigure, "This guy called me."

"Shigure?" Oh, that's right. I guess angels can find this information really fast.

"Tohru, Amaya here has something to say to you." Shigure nudged said person,who glared half heartedly at him before lookign to Tohru, "Well, Tohru, how can I put this?"

"Kirako Suzumaru"

Everyone turned to Kyo, who was silent most of the time. Noone noticed how he was staring at Amaya, his fists clenching and unclenching.

"Kyo?" TOhru looked confused, looking from the upset Kyo in worry to Amaya, who looked rather ansy herself. She decided to explain since Kyo looked more ready to freak than explain himself, "Kirako is my past name. TOhru, I assume Yuki told you about Kohaku?"

"Ah... The name sounds famliar, but.."

"I see. Then I'll explain it myself..."

This is a flashback

Kohaku smiled, wrapping his arms around a smiling brunette as they stood outside of a small store. The setting was that of years ago. Very simple machines and carts drawn by horses stpped through the streets. Many people dressed in clothign frm the perious, kimonos, walked through the streets as well. ALways busy, it seemed. Geisha's flirted with passerbuyers and women beckoned customers into their hotsprings, inns or markets. Children played games, running around and getting scolded now and again for stumbling into people. Kohaku was admiring the pretty kimono-glad female in his arms. His soon to be fiance. He blushe din tohught, a little too nervous to ask for her hand in marraige. THe lovely girl's name was Kirako, as you might have guessed. She places a sweet kiss on his cheek, smiling, "Hm? What's the trouble, Kohaku?"
"Ah, um.. Well.. I, uh.. w-well.. That is.. I mean.." He bluse dmore, shaking a little as Kirako watched, smilign knowingly. He was always a shy boy. Ever since they met in the store they were standing at now. He had dropped a bag of flour near her. It was funny, seeing him sputter adn appologize whiel flailign and trying to clean up.
"What I'm trying..to say is.. Kira-chan.. Will.. Will you.." HIs mouth moved and he slurredin speach, staring at her int h eyes, "Wiiill yooou maa- marry ...Me?" There he said it. He awaited an impending doom.
Kirako wrappe dher arms around his neck, beaming, "You're so cute when you stutter, Kohaku-kun." She of course hew her answer. Yes.

Yes.

But before she could say it, he suddnely stiffened, and not in a normal way.

To those with a special eye, they would have seen what had happend. The gaurdian angel of Kohaku, our infamous Kyo, was battling off a black winged demon. Unbeknowing to him, however, another demon was on the job, grasping Kohaku from behind and whispering eadly enchanments into his ear. Kohaku was trapped, and soon sin and temptation overtook what free will and morality he had. Kyo didn't notice untill too late. Eyes widened, He watched as Kohaku raised a dagger to his love. Kirako glanced upwards to see the blade held. Her eyes widened and she looked into Kohaku's eyes, gasping at the sadistic gaze they had. Bloodlust, they call it.

It saddened her. The moments passed by at an agonizingly slow pace. Her love, the one man she trusted with her life, the one man who she woudl give anything to.

"Kohaku?" No, it wasn't.. it couldn't be Kohaku. Her Kohaku woudl never smile so lustfully, or grip her shoulders so tightly. Her Kohaku would never-

"You stupid girl. Am I cute to you? Is that it? You think I don't know? You love me, don't you? You'd die for me, wouldn't you?" Kirako couldn't think of anythign to say. Tears weld up in her eyes, "Kohaku-"

"You think I love you? Heh. You were fun, but I can't feel it anymore. You sure are pretty though." He licked his lips, steadying his dagger.

Kyo had collapsed, bounded by the demon who was holding him as he grasped desperatly at the other demon converting Kohaku to the dark side.

"You're so clingy, and useless. Who the hell would love someone like you? You have nothing to offer."

"That's not true, Kohaku" Kirako gripped his sleeves desperatly, "You don't mean that! Kohaku, this isn't you! Kohaku!"

"Goodbye, Kira-chan" His lips turned into a sadistic smirk and his eyes narrowed He thrusted the dagger doward at his lover's neck.

"Kohaku!"

Her lifeless body, which he once cherished and swore to protect, was tossed aside after it breathed it last, blood pooling around it. People aroudn him screamed. Kohaku, feelign excited at the attention, decided to continue his little fun.

And he continued untill he too sat lifeless in a pool of his own blood, a satisfied smile stretched across his face.

All of Heaven and Hell was chaos. This was the first time free will was ever taken from a human. The DArk one was getting powerful, and decided to use his experiment to convert other souls. After all, it was said Kohaku was a truly pure person, and truly pure people who werre turned into evil such as that, in ways such as his, could bring havoc amoung the living with such power.
Too bad his plan didn't work.

"The Father sacrificed Kohaku to save a mass number of people. Since he wasn't fully pure, he couldn't convery others. The first demon that did convert him was a very powerful one that had an enchantment from the Dark one himself. Of course, the angels quickly discovered the item used to perform the enchantmenat and brought it to heaven to stay out of his grasp, thus, it wouldn't be able to be used again.
That demon was Akito, and after her escaped, he decided to try again on the REAL pure one." Amaya looked at TOhu, "That's you, Tohru." She was silent, having tears filled her eyes from the story. "Amaya.. Or, I mean, Kirako"

"You can call me Amaya here, Tohru. When you were born, The Father decided to send me to protect you in case the Dark one returned. I played either your friend at work or watched you when you walked home. Then when I was supposedly killed by Akito, I continued to watch you at work. Kyo was quickly assigned to you." She looked at Kyo, who was silent the whole time. He looked full of regret.

"Kyo, I don't blame you for what happend. I'm thankful you protected Tohru now, and destroying the discusting creature who took Kohaku away from me." She smiled in reassurance and Kyo nodded, relaxing. He unconcuiously took Tohru's hand. She smiled at him, squeezing gently to give him her own reassurance.

"Well. I think we should get inside before the others think I kidnapped you." Shigure chuckled as they walked into the house. Sure enough, Uo pounced him with accusations before smiling at seeing Amaya. They party was overall a success. Memories of Momiji having cake speared all over his face, Kisa and Hiro takin gtheir first picture on earth with Tohru, Shigure pokign fun at Kyo's timid nature around Tohru...
And Uo's priceless face when Tohru kissed Kyo seeing the gift he gave her, a cute neckless with a matching bracelet.

Tohru thought it was her best birthday as she cleaned up after the party. Uo had left first to go to work. Hiro, Kagura, Yuki and Haru all returned to their posts in Heaven (and to report, but that could wait till tomarrow), Shigure and Amaya were about to leave when Shigure decided to give Tohru another gift.

"Eh?" Pausing in mid sweep, Tohru stared at the vile in Shigure's hands as he waved it joyfully, "You know what this is?"

Amaya stared at him from her position at the counter, wiping down the icing that Momiji speared trying to see if he could leave a face imprint, "Idiot, of course not."

Kyo's eyes widened, realization dawned. He pointed at the objet, "That's-"

"Human Elixer" Shigure finished, a broad smirk across his face.


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Whoo! I am done for tonight, ladies and gentlemen. I hope you're all satisfied. All your questions answered, everything solved and told and finally you're able to sleep tonight with that off your chest and you don't want to kill me for leaving you all int he dark for so looong..
Oh? What's that? Yes. It's a cliffhanger. But not so bad, I don't think. I'll have the LAST chapter up fairly soon.. if I get motivated to write it. Eh. That's another story entirely. I hate writing endings. I never know how to end it.

I must give special thanks to a few of my rviews who really inspired me to finish this. You know who you are-- you're the ones who actually gave me suggestions. I can remember planning this story in 7th grade.. and I'm going into 11th. Holy crap.

My writing skills really hvaen't improved. xD' I'm better at Role play than storywriting.

Example:

Standing on the concrete sidewalk in front of a tall building, a young teen stared sleepily at the exterior of the large school, Manabu High.

It was too early for this.

Lazy grey eyes drifted across the school. It resembled that of a normal, modern high school. Rather..clean. Well, it was just built, of course that was understandable.

Amaya groaned, her hands rubbing at her hip unconciously in search for a pocket. She scowled, looking down at her red, black and white plaided skirt. It was..different. Amaya would have to get used to it.

The female tugged at her matching tie next, loosening it. Her shirt was untucked and her brown hair brushed messily across her shoulders. The female looked like she just woke up.

She did, obviously. In breakneck speed she managed to dress and bolt out the house. Amaya recalled running through the door rather gracefully.

By "gracefully", she means "busting the door open with her shoulder after being unable to stop, spinning to shut the door, fallign backwards two steps down the stairs before twirling back and stumblign the rest of the way down before tripping headfirst into the grass."

Yes. Graceful was her middle name.

Amaya cleared her throat, scratching her scalp and letting her bag fall over her shoulder, walking casually across campus. She kicked at the grass, dirting her already filthy converses. Well, to others they were filthy. To her and some friends, they were masterpeices of art.

"Oiii. I went through all that hell of getting here early and none of my friends are here yet!" Amaya mumbled in annoyance, pouting slightly as she wandered around some, looking for her trio of friends: Umi, Nemesis and Sakura.

Well, I guess I should start meeting new people, like I promised myself. Amaya looked around with interest, seeking for a new face, someone interesting to click with.

And by click, she means: annoy the crap out of untill they ran for the hills.

I'm growing a nasty habit of double meanings. Ooh, it's kind of fun.

See? Now, why can't I write stories liek that? D:

Hopefully for the last chapter I'll do much better.

I hope you all have a great summer. Me? I hope I don't get killed. That's right.
Don't you get killed. D: I'll be upset.

Little Amaya