Title: How Far
By: Author 888
Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket or any of its characters. I am only using them for this fiction, not profit.
Authors Note: No character bashing in this fiction. This chapter is centered around Shigure and will get crazy for a while. Flames will be used to cook chicken and boil water for tea.
Chapter 3: Two More Bottles of Wine (A/N I told you it was random.)
Came out West together with a common desire
People we had might have set the west coast on fire
Two months later, got trouble of mine
'Cause my friend moved out and left me behind
And its all right 'cause it's midnight and
I've got two more bottles of wine
Well, the way he left should have turned my head around
It seems like overnight he just up and put me down
Shigure glanced at the doorway at the doorway everybody left from earlier. He knew that something had gone wrong. He must have lied to me.
"How far are you willing to go?" Shigure thought to himself.
"I'm willing to go as far as it takes," the figure stated.
"I'm not willing to go with you, you know that."
"Like I care."
"You killed innocent Momiji and my little housewife."
"You are forgetting one person."
"Huh? I only remember two. No… don't kill Kisa."
"Don' t be rambunctious right now. Of course not Kisa. I mean you."
"M-me. Why would you want to kill little old me? What have I done to deserve this? Waaaaaaah! Waaaaah! I don't want to die. Please don't kill me. Why me? Why not Kyo or Kagura? They are the ones that destroy my house."
"The reason I want to kill you is that you're not useful anymore. You are an old servant. As for Kyo and Kagura, don't worry about it. I have plans."
"Oh-"
"Don't even think about saying my name. I told you to call me-"
"All You Are Mostly Everybody," Shigure interrupted.
"No, call me-"
"Happy Animals Travel On Railroads Instantly!"
"NO!"
"I Always Might Never Operate Towels You Umbrella Kite Ignoramus"
"What in the world are you talking about?"
"Hats And Tablets Should Undermine Happy Arguments Richly Until Oranges Reconsidered Hiding Icicles Ravenously On Okay Roads Shrieking Addition Kindly Inside Hogs And Necromancers Ailing Jollily Immediately Matching All." After the statement, the figure fainted. (A/N Wow! Something more random than the title. O.O)
"Just, call me Mr. Boss. Wait a second. Why are we talking about what you call me when you will die anyway? Perhaps we should get on with the fanfiction," the figure rambled.
"Then get on with the fanfiction!" random people screamed from somewhere.
"I'm going to kill you," the figure stated again.
"Back on track now, are you?" teased Shigure.
"Why yes. Thank you for asking."
"Stay on track!" random people screamed again. "And become serious in the fiction!"
"Fine, fine. I just didn't get to talk a whole lot in the last two chapters and this was a chance to liven up the fiction for a while, but I can now see you don't like a livened up story so I'll go back to serious," explained Shigure. (A/N Shigure, get away from my keyboard!)
"Die!"
Then the figure disappeared in a smoke. Shigure stood still for five minutes. After a while, he felt safe, and he began to move towards the door. He proceeded stealthily and carefully until he was about to exit the dining room. His hand touched the doorway and the figure appeared.
"Come on, Shigure. I thought you would be smarter than that. There's a window right there." The figure pointed to the wall Shigure used to be near. "You could have jumped out the window."
"We are on the second floor. I would have broken bones, and it would have hurt," Shigure whined.
"You wouldn't have died though, now would you?" After the question the figure stepped forward.
Shigure began to run back. Before he got far, he fell and the figure caught up. Quickly, Shigure turned around and backed into the table knocking off many of the half-eaten plates, silverware, and glasses. The last thing Shigure saw was the figure towering over him. Then all was dark.
Kisa stood there. She just stood in the foyer, not moving an inch. Her skin was deathly pale, hands cold. Tohru was dead. She didn't want to believe it, she didn't want to accept it, but she knew that she was dead. She would never see Sissy smile again.
She knew she wasn't the only devastated one. It didn't take a much to figure it out. Uo was about to put another hole in the wall. Yuki and Kyo weren't fighting. Hana was staring at the dead body on the table. When the group caught up to her, she could tell they were shocked too. Ritsu began apologizing for everything until Hiro tripped him.
"Kisa… Are you going to be alright?" Hiro asked from behind her.
"H-Hiro… I need to cry, b-but I-I can't because i-it's too painful," Kisa stuttered a reply.
"Go ahead and cry, Kisa. Cry for all of us too afraid to cry."
"H-Hiro, I-I really miss Sissy."
"Kisa I-"
Everybody fell silent as they heard a shattering sound from above.
Shigure awoke to find the figure with a butcher knife in his hand. The figure was about to strike, and Shigure knew he had to act fast. He got up and jumped over the blade as the figure tried to attack with a horizontal slash. Then, he ran over to the window and stood there.
"Goodbye, 'figure'. I'm escaping now." With that statement, Shigure jumped out the window.
The figure smiled, but Shigure couldn't see it because it was dark and the figures cloak cast a shadow over his face. Shigure was running to the limo. He had been hiding an extra tank of gas from the family. The figure pulled out a gun and pointed it at the running Shigure.
Oh crap, I forgot about his silenced pistol, Shigure thought as he was halfway to the car.
Click
Only the figure heard the sound as the bullet left the gun. It traveled right on course and hit Shigure in the back.
Click
The figure shot another bullet at Shigure. This bullet hit Shigure directly in the center of the back of the neck.
Click
One last bullet was shot to make sure he was dead. This one hit him in the back of the head. Then, the figure left the room.
Yuki was leading the group as they ran to the dining room. Shigure was in trouble. They knew that for sure. Yuki began to slow down.
He stopped when he reached the doorway. Plates were shattered, glasses clipped and broken, and silverware strewn all over the floor. The window was broken and walls dirty. The figure had definitely been in there.
"Shigure must have jumped out the window," Kyo said.
"Or was thrown," added Hiro.
"He wasn't thrown, or his body would be near the window," Hatori pointed out to Hiro.
"Damn it! That bastard escaped and left us to die," Kyo burst out angrily.
"It looks like he has."
Yuki looked out the window. He wasn't sure, but he thought he saw a lump in the grass, out the window. "I think we are all doomed."
Kisa stood in a back corner with Hiro. Hiro was looking at one of the paintings in the room. She was watching the others.
"How much do you think this is worth?" Hiro questioned her.
"Ummmmm, I don't know."
"I'd say a lot."
"You think so? I don't really like it."
"Do you think the figure got him? I personally think he did."
"I don't want to think about it."
No, I don't want to think about it. I really don't want to think about it.
Note on dead character: Shigure's dead. Review and tell me if you care about this. He was one of the evil characters, I think. I really don't have anything to say. Let's ask Momiji.
Momiji's view of chapter: I can't believe it. I don't have an opinion on this one either. Let's move on to Tohru.
Tohru's observations: Still, Shigure knew the guy. He also seems to be a bit weird. Shigure appears
Shigure's random quotes:
"All your base are belong to us."
-God
"We shape clay into a pot, but it is the emptiness inside that holds whatever we want."
-Tao te Ching
Wisdom of Ancient China
Note on main characters: Kisa, Shigure, and the figure were the main characters this chapter.
Note to Readers: Still, if you have a suggestion to finish off a character, tell me in a review. I will probably use them if I haven't figured out how to kill that certain character all ready. Also if you want a character to live, do the same thing.
And finally… Thank you note: Thank you for taking your time to read this fiction.