Okay. I know this took longer than expected but since I'm not doing much besides working nowadays, I can focus a lot more on my fics. I'm also trying to make a regular updating habit for this fic. I'll try to figure that out before the next update, which will be soon. I SWEAR! Well, I hope this chapter was worth the wait.

Before I continue with the fic, I would like to thank Robyn-chan for her help in the form of all-knowing knowledge on all things Fruits Basket.

I also want to thank EVERYONE who has reviewed thus far. It really means a lot to me.

Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket…or Barbie (you'll find out why I said this in the fic)

Chapter 6-The Attraction of Lace

"But I don't want to go," an eleven year old Kyo complained.

"But Kyo-kun, I need a new dress for New Years and Ayame-san said that he would give me one for free," Kagura explained as she continued to drag him along.

"But why do I have to come?" he further complained.

"BECAUSE I NEED A MAN'S OPINION!" Kagura screamed. Kyo thought it best not to argue further because she had that look in her eyes. Kyo had started to recognize that look. It was the look of utmost fury. That, and she was waving a fist in his face.

They reached Ayame's shop rather quickly and Kyo slowly shuffled in. The image inside of the shop caused his eyes to widen in horror. There was a shocking amount of pink trimmed with lace. It was as if someone just shoved a Barbie down his throat.

"Kagura-san," a voice exclaimed entering the room. Kyo's eyes widened in horror once more. He hadn't realized that Kagura was talking about that Ayame. The brother of that rat. And to make it worse, he liked frilly things. He had only met Ayame at New Years in previous years but to be at his shop would surely be unbearable.

"I have to go," he announced, heading for the door.

"Where are you going Kyo-kun?" Kagura innocently asked.

"I just have to go," he answered.

"I'll ask you again. WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING!" she asked again, malice dripping from every letter and grabbing the hood from his jacket, holding him back.

"Um…nowhere," he answered in a voice much smaller than usual.

"Good," she answered, her innocent tone returning. "Now, what can you do for me Ayame-san?" she asked, turning to her designer.

"Well, let's see what I have," he answered, leading her toward the back leaving Kyo in the entrance.

"And what am I supposed to do?" Kyo called to them.

"We won't be long. Wait there," Ayame replied, a smirk on his face.

"Great," Kyo muttered, collapsing in a chair. "Just great. I'm stuck in a frilly shop with nothing to do."

After twenty minutes, Kyo was down to counting the ceiling tiles just to keep from going crazy and to keep from looking at everything else. Thank goodness the ceiling tiles were white. He was at 167 when he became desperate. Even the thought of the rat coming through the door appealed to him. He would be angry, but at least he wouldn't have counted 204 ceiling tiles. The thought of that brought his gaze to the door, but no one was there. As he started to bring his gaze back up to the ceiling, something else caught his eye. There was a spool of lace trim on the counter with the end of the lace hanging down the side of the counter. The open window allowed the wind to caress the loose lace and Kyo did not pass by this occurrence very easily. It kept swaying, taunting him.

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After another twenty minutes, Kagura emerged from the back with a "Kyo-kun, what do you-" but she stopped mid-sentence.

Kyo was lying on the ground, tangled in lace trim from head to toe and the previously full spool on the counter was empty. Judging by his annoyed look, he had been there quite a while and from the look of the frayed edges, he must have tried to gnaw himself out of the lace prison. Suddenly, Kagura snapped out of her reverie and her hand became a fist.

"KYO! THAT LACE WAS FOR MY DRESS!"

It was too bad that Kyo was too tangled up to run. If he could have, he wouldn't have had ended up with all those bruises.

Well, there you go. I know it kind of ended up being more Kagura than Ayame but this inspired me more than just Ayame. Don't forget to review. Reviews will bring you sweets. YAY SWEETS!