A.N. Hi, it has been a really long time since my cousin has updated this story, but now, it is under new management, and will be finished within the next few chapters. Excuse the difference from the last chapter and this one. I know almost nothing about Fruits Basket, and I have a totally different writing style from Platapuss. -HoshiToTsuki
Tohru slipped out the door, thankful to have left the room where 'Yuki' resided. Closing it gently behind her, she waved goodbye to Bill, who smirked and slid silently into the floorboards. Tohru was quick to make her way on tiptoe down the long hall to her bedroom. The floor wasn't creaking, she'd learned where to step and where not to step after living in the house for a while.
She opened the door to her room once more, but failed to notice the dark figure over near the teddy bear pile as she made her way for the closet door, spider key in hand.
"Where were you?" a voice asked, and Tohru's blue eyes grew wide with fear. "Why are you going to the closet?"
"Yuki," Tohru spun on her heal to look at the figure, who stepped into the moonlight streaming through the window. She saw his black button eyes shine in the light of the moon. "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be in the attic!" Then she realized, when she'd been up there, there had been no sign of him.
"I came down, to see you. You are my sister, and Mother would disapprove of me speaking to you," he told her, taking another step towards her. She reacted by taking a step back, and ending up bumping into the closet door. The surprise of the hard surface behind her caused her to drop the spider key. It fell onto the floor with a loud clank.
"What's that?" Yuki asked her, coming towards her to see what the source of the metallic noise was.
"Nothing! It's just a toy I had with me! I was in the bathroom, Yuki. Now go back upstairs and go to sleep!" she exclaimed. She was growing fearful and impatient. "Before," she shuddered as she forced herself to say the name. "Before Mother catches you. Go!" she pushed his arm a little. His button eyes widened and he looked at her.
"You shouldn't be violent, Mother wouldn't like it. And, you don't want me to tell Mother, right?" he asked, giving her a dangerous smile, which caused her to clasp her hands to her chest and back away from him again. "Because Mother will dispose of you, just like she did with the others before me. She'll get rid of you without a second thought."
"No, don't, don't tell her. I don't want to die," tears welled up in the teenager's eyes. "I won't push you, just go to bed. You're my brother, right? You have to get your sleep, and I have to make sure that you do," Tohru was quick to lie. She thanked the gods when she saw that he was buying it.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I should be good, you gave me a name, I always wanted a name, and now I've been mean to you," Yuki looked disapprovingly about himself.
"Go, leave. I'll see you at breakfast," Tohru told him gently. He nodded, waved, and left. Tohru fell onto her bed with a sigh. This was all so confusing, and having her 'brother' come in the middle of the night and threaten her with death wasn't making it any better.
"Before you leave, can you help me find my name?" Tohru jumped three feet in the air when she heard Bill's voice next to her. She saw him sitting on the bed next to her, with a sad look on his face.
"Bill!" she whispered urgently. "What do you mean? have to leave, now!" she got off the bed, and he moved quickly in front of her.
"Please! Help me find my name! That would make my entire miserable existence much better," he whispered. When she saw the desperate, pleading look on his face, she knew she couldn't turn him down. She nodded.
"For few more hours, I'll stay. I'll try to help you," she whispered to him, and reached out a hand to touch his shoulder. But once more, her hand just slipped through the transparent boy.
"That doesn't work, remember? Thanks for the attempted comfort, though," he told her with a light laugh.
"Come on, we need to figure out your name," she told him. And for the next hour and a half, they thought of name after name, trying to remember his.
"Paul?" Tohru asked. He shook his head. "Pansy?" he shook his head again. "Princess?" she asked. She was becoming impatient, she'd run out of 'P' names.
"Now you're being silly. Why would my name be 'Princess'?" he asked her.
"Well, I have to go soon, anyway! Besides, it's almost morning, and if she finds me with the key, she'll kill me. A few more names, and then I have to go," Tohru exclaimed.
"Okay, but please, just try a few more. I need to know," he said. "I've been here so long, and when the spirits started calling me different names, my real name just kind of, faded away from memory," he explained with a shrug.
"Did it definitely start with a P?" she asked. He thought for a second.
"No, wait, I'm starting to remember something. My name had to do with strength or knowledge, yes, I think it had something to do with knowledge," he nodded vigorously.
"You could have told me that before! Was your name Fumei?" she asked excitedly. (Fumei means 'Unknown'.) Bill's eyes widened, he grinned.
"That's it! That is my-," Bill, or Fumei as we now know him, was glowing, and not that ghostly transparent glow, either. He was glowing a golden, beautiful light. His body suddenly became nontransparent, and solid looking. He rose into the air as his complexion regained its color, and hair became thicker and more full. As his body sank down onto the bed again, as if lowered by a giant hand, he looked over at Tohru.
She had watched in awe, and now she put out a hand again to touch his shoulder. It was solid, she pushed on it more, it held against the pressure.
"I'm, I'm alive?" he asked in disbelief. "I'm alive! I'm alive, you saved me!" he hugged her. She was shocked for a second, then hugged him back.
"But wait, how will you get home, now? You'll have to stay here forever," she whispered to him. He shook his head no.
"I know where my box is. I know my way home," he said to her. Tohru's mouth hung open in shock.
A.N.2 Hmm, so what do you guys think? I need to get Fumei home now, though. Damn, but I have an idea, so, yeah. Lauren, sorry I disobeyed what I think you were going to do with this thing!
