Reliving the Past
By: CallxMexSenseixSenpaixSama

Maybe if I build a snowman and sing the Frosty the snowman song, Fruits Basket will be mine!

If you haven't figured it out by now, the curse came back. Yes. Oh the horror.

I was starting to think that no one wants this to continue! But I was going to continue it anyways. Yeah... Empty threats, eh? Hehehe. Well! Long and developing it is then! Hurrah!

I'm a very impatient writer. So many stories I have that I want to be like epic stuff but then I'm just like Urg! I want this to be over!! Pity... Ahahaha. Right. I'm probably talking to myself now. I hear that people that talk to themselves are actually geniuses... As long as they don't answer themselves.

I'll have to remember to not answer myself ever again.

More about this story: I know this is something that the readers themselves should find out, but I just want to say it. I can not shut myself up! Anyways. This story isn't about the curse coming back. That's just a minor thing. It's more about the struggle that the Sohmas go through in accepting their past.

Sorry for the long long wait for this chapter.

Akito sat on the bench on the hospital outdoor grounds. She didn't know how to confront Tohru about this. After all that she's done, how will she be able to come upon their personal life like this? She didn't appear last year at Ichigo's birth. From fear on ruining it for them. Curse this self-consciousness of hers! A shadow approached her. Looking up, there was Haru.. blocking the sunlight. Simply by staring at her, he acknowledged her presence and walked on. As he left, she covered her face in shame. Her family still hadn't forgiven her fully... How many nights she spent, crying and regretting over the things she's done. The more she thought about her mistakes, she wondered why she had done them. What had caused her to be so cruel? Why did she seem to enjoy it?
Unconsciously, Haru turned black. Sighting Kyou at the end of the hallway, he started dashing off to him.

"Oy! Stupid cat!" he called before pinning him against the wall.

"What the hell?!" Kyou scowled.

"Feh, you know why I came!"

Kyou stared at him with lifeless eyes. "Will you ever grow up?" he muttered.

This enraged the black Haru. He punched him, the first time in several years. Kyou winced. His cheek was throbbing like hell. Since when did they stop these reckless fights? he thought. But the more his cheek throbbed and sent painful messages to his brain, the more he wanted to let out his anger, full throttle. Like old times. Grinning insidiously, he stood up and pulled back his fist.

"You want to fight? I guess I'll satisfy you then."

"Ha! I bet you still can't beat Yuki! So why should you beat me?" Haru roared.

"OH? Since when have you beaten me?" Kyou insulted.

The bell rang for their fight to start. With every punch thrown, the both of them thought, this is just like old times...

Tohru stumbled out of her room, right when they both were panting on the ground. Her reaction to their bruises and bloody noses was humorous to them. Haru changed back to his more quiet/calm white self. Kyou pulled her down and laughed. The small moments of joy in his life.

When she pulled herself together, she asked, "Haru-kun, how's your son, Ichigo?"

"Who's Ichigo?"

Kyou snorted then grabbed hold of his nose. The bloodflow started again. Tohru freaked and clammored over him.

"Ohh. I remember now. Ichigo.. my son.. I think I meant to name him Ichiro..."

What ... kind ... of father is he?!!! Kyou thought as he snortled, ending up with an unstoppable bloody nose. Haru was covering his nose too.

"Aah!! Are you two okay? The blood's not stopping!" exclaimed Tohru. She tried desperately to rip her hospital gown. Someone gently tapped her on the shoulder.

"You know, it's really ironic that this is happening in a hospital..." Yuki remarked, coldly to them, excluding Tohru.

"You're the girly man who passes out over every little thing."

"Don't talk slander to a superior, stupid cat." Turning, Yuki opened the door and led Tohru in. "Ah, I came to see your daughter, Tohru-chan."

"Hey! She's my daughter too, you know!" He shuddered immediately after saying that. Where was the pride in his voice? Why wasn't he feeling overjoyed? He found himself walking down the hallway, back slumped, with Haru.

Massaging his neck, Haru looked out the window. The sun's warmth fell onto him. Closing his eyes, he finally said what he came here in the first place to say. "The curse came back, didn't it.."

Kyou froze. Hands trembling, he stared at the ground. "You knew...?" Something sparked in his mind. "Is it the same with Ichigo?"

"..."

"Why didn't you tell us?"

"..."

"ANSWER ME!" He slammed his fist into the wall.

"You were going to know about it.. eventually... It was what we, Rin and I, thought was best for everyone else... Live what happiness they could before they're torn away again."

Kyou crumbled. "Why? Why? Why?" Covering his face, he sat against the wall.

Haru squatted down, to be at eye level with him. "Don't let this corrupt you. Don't be like your parents." With that said, he left him alone.