Crossing Over

Chapter 2 Going to School!

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Disclaimer: I own Fruits Basket! Lawyer trains sniper rifle at my head Oh, wait, did I say that? I meant that I don't own it. Nope. Nuh-uh. Never in a thousand years. Not me.

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Kyo and I walked through the woods on our way to his first day at my school. Raven had come by earlier last night to meet/threaten Kyo and give him his records and clothes. We had been walking for about five minutes, so we were halfway there. (Yeah, I walk to school through the woods. Sue me.) I sat down to rest and motioned Kyo to do the same. "Kyo, let's review the plan. Stick close to me all day. Don't answer too many questions about where you come from. I think that's about it. I'm really nervous, Kyo," I was babbling. I wasn't lying. I was really really nervous. But not about school. I was nervous about what had happened last night.

Flashback

I ran out of the house after Kyo. I wondered why he had run away. Was I really that repulsive? I mean, sure, the guys in my class hated me, but I didn't think it was that bad. I had been running around in circles trying to find Kyo for about twenty minutes when I realized I needed help. I saw a woodpecker sitting on a tree nearby. Have you seen a human boy run past here? I tried to be as polite as possible; woodpeckers are extremely sensitive. Yes, young lady, I did. He went that way, the bird said, pointing with his wing. I thanked him and ran in that direction. After about five minutes, I found Kyo sitting in one of the lower branches of a tree. I walked up behind him and smacked him lightly on the head. He jumped, and whirled around to face me. "Kyo, you idiot. Why did you run away! I was so worried about you! What if a hunter had come and accidentally shot you! You could have died! Think before you act. And what made you think you had to run?" I turned away at this point. "Kyo, I understand that you don't know me very well. But I trust you, and it hurt my feelings when you ran away. Am I really that ugly, Kyo? Am I so hideous that you have to run away? Am I?" I was crying now. "Dammit, Kyo. I want you to trust me. I want us to be friends. Why can't you trust me?" "Don't cry, dammit! I just…I was just embarrassed, that's all. And you're not ugly! What would make you think that! So stop crying already. Let's go home," he said, grabbing my hand and pulling me after him. I smiled at his back. This might work out after all.

End Flashback

We got up again and soon we were at the school. Kids were milling around outside, forming groups, running around wildly, doing homework, and generally just doing whatever they felt like. I saw a familiar black and white striped head and dragged Kyo over to my friends. Raven stood talking to Kayleigh, while Lauren and Mallory where playing with lighters. Caitlin was talking to Kelsey and the two laughed at something she said. "Hey guys! We have a new student. His name's Kyo. Kyo Sohma," I stared at Caitlin, waiting for her to get it. Her eyes lit up in recognition, and her mouth formed a small "o" as she realized it was really him. She and Raven were the only other members of our group who had read the Fruits Basket series. I walked over to her and said, "Don't say anything. I'll explain later." She nodded. She walked over to greet him with everyone else, and I went to stand next to him, trying to keep anyone from bumping into him and making him transform. They were all oohing and ahhing over his hair, but the first time someone reached out to touch it I slapped their hand away. "Come on, Kyo. We need to get your records to the office." He nodded and followed me there.

Half an hour later, we were walking to our first period class. I had stayed with Kyo to make sure nothing went wrong and to lead him to class. First up was Algebra I. I went in first and handed the teacher our admits. I sat down in my regular place and Kyo chose the seat behind me. The teacher told us to open our books to a certain page, and I dozed off. I slept through most of the class period, waking when Kyo shook me. "The bell rang," he said grumpily as we walked out. "How was your first class here? Did you understand everything?" I asked, curious. "If you hadn't been asleep, you'd know how my class went. I didn't understand a thing that teacher said." "That's ok," I said, " I'll explain everything to you tonight at home." He grunted and we went to second period, earth science.

Mrs. Allen strode to front of the room and held up a rock. "I want you to classify this rock based on its physical properties. You have until the end of class. Have fun." She sat back down and began to surf the net. "This is easy. It's malachite," I paused to jot down its immediate physical characteristics and the name of the rock. "Done," I purred, satisfied with the modicum of work I'd done. I shoved he paper into the hellhole known as my binder and took out a book. I felt a slight poking feeling in my shoulder and looked up. Great. The idiots were back to torment me again. "Hey, look. Sleeping Ugly woke up. Were you having nice dreams, lesbo?" one of the idiots taunted. I glared back with as much hate as I could muster. (For some strange reason, I am terrified of those jerks.) The others laughed. "Oh, look (insert idiot goon's name here). I think it likes you. Perhaps you should-oomph!" At that point, Kyo had stepped in and punched the wanker. "Leave her alone, lowlife," he growled. "Oh, yeah? What are you, his gay lover?" one of the idiots retorted. Wrong choice of words, genius. Kyo flew off the handle at this. "The HELL you say! You're going down, jackass!" He…well…let's just say that those guys won't be feeling too good any time soon. Fortunately, Mrs. Allen hates those jerks as much as I do. She even cheered Kyo on. "I didn't see that," she said once the fight was over. Oh, yeah. She's cool, even for a teacher. "Thank you, Kyo," I said quietly as we walked to our next class. Time for Art.

I smiled as I inhaled the sweet scent of turpentine. Art is my favorite class. Mrs. Pharis looked up from the book she was reading and said simply, "Draw." I retrieved my sketchbook from the shelf and got another one for Kyo. I sat down and drew the basic outline of a face. Then I kind of spaced out and just drew whatever came to me. Kyo poked me in the shoulder with his pencil. Why don't you stick up for yourself? He had written on his page. For some strange reason they scare me, I wrote back. Are they why you think you're ugly? I glared at him. Then I sighed. He was just worried. Could be. That's what I wrote. But what I thought was you betcha. Jackasses. I don't think they'll bother you again. At least not while I'm around, he replied. Thanks a lot, Kyo. I mean it. That was the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me. He read it and blushed. Yeah, whatever. What are you drawing? Aww. It's so cute when he changes the subject. For the first time, I looked down at what I drawn. It was Kyo, scowling. I blushed, wondering what Kyo would think if he saw it. Nothing, nothing at all, I scrawled nervously. "Come on, let me see it. Please?" he whispered. I blinked at him. Kyo never says please. I sighed. "Promise you won't get mad first," I whispered back. He nodded and I handed him my sketchbook. He looked at it and blushed again. "Wow," he said, "You're a good artist." "Nah, not really. I've just been drawing for a long time. That's practice, not talent," I said. He gave me a look that said suuuure, whatever you say, crazy. The bell rang and we gathered up our stuff. On to Fourth period, Louisiana History. Whoopie.

Next chapter: Fourth Period and Beyond!

Man, this was a long chapter. Oh wellz, thanks for reading! Tyler