Disclaimer: Fruits basket is not mine... so... I don't own any of the characters.

Pairings: So far, the only one I really am sure about is Yuki/Kyo; which is BoyxBoy, Shounen Ai, slashy-goodness, whatever you want to call it. If you don't like it, then good for you. I don't want to hear about it.

Warnings: Knowing me, there will probably be violence, swearing, audult situations and... whatever else I feel like putting in here. For this chapter there isn't really anything you need to worry about besides adult language and violence.. The future rating will range from pg-13 to nc-17 and possibly even R in later chapters. I'll tell you when.

Other Warnings: This is the first anime fanfiction I have ever written and actually posted. I will love you if you review because I live for reviews! Oh... and this is my first attempt at Fruits Basket fanfiction, ever. I just got this idea in my head and so here I am, posting it. Which means, some of the characters might be a little, or a lot, out of character. And for that, I am sorry. I try my best, really I do.

Summary: Kyo disappeared after Akito summoned him with no one seeing or hearing from him. After three months he suddenly reappears for breakfast. Why and where did he go? Yuki starts recieving annonomus (love?) letters and feels compelled to reply to them.

Reviewers:
Black Dragon of Darkness - Yeah. Yuki will eventually figure it out. But I'm not going to say much in fear of ruining the story.

Sika Kuriyama - I'm going to be mean and not tell you anything.

kc creation - That's right, bow! Bow down to my greatness! -cough- I like being mean to my characters. If you see that I make them suffer too much, feel free to tell me and I'll stop. o.0

foxy-comic-death - I'll try. Keep reminding me!

Dark-Lady-Devinity - Yes. Eight days. Less in this chapter. -evil laugh-

Evil Kitty of Doom - I wouldn't say he's confessing his love, yet. More like he's trying to straighten everything out between them. Anyway, that's for the review. It was my longest one yet.

Caer - Aw, thank you. xD I feel so special with my well thought out plot. -happy sigh-

Enjoy the Chapter!

Chapter Three:
Yuki's POV

I feel so warm. I don't want to move. But it's a school day. I have to get up. If only I could take a break. If only I didn't have to take exams today. Groaning, I roll out of bed, landing on the floor with an audible 'thump'. Yes, it hurt. Yes, I am now awake. It's storming outside. I can hear the thunder rolling through the sky, and occasionally lightning will light up my room as I ready myself for school. I stare at my reflection as I run a comb through my hair. My eyes are flat. Even I can tell. My lips are tilting down already. Why am I the only one who can see it? My faults? Are not they obvious?

Anger floods me, like the rain overflowing the rivers, and I slam the comb down on my dresser, breathing heavily. Then I hear it. The cough. The wheezing, hoarse hacking for breath. My anger disappears into worry as I hear something that resembled a body hitting the floor. Without a second thought I tear open my door and rush out, only to trip over something. I barely manage to catch myself, landing wrong on my left wrist. Hissing in pain, I turn to see what was on the ground. Sure enough, it was a person. Kyo... What was he doing lying on- Is he breathing!

I rush to his side, ignoring my throbbing wrist and grab his to check for a pulse. His chest isn't rising and falling in breath... And... I can't find a pulse! Where's his goddamn pulse! What should I do? What should I do? My heart stops as Kyo begins to cough again. Wait... cough? That means- he's alive! I give a shaky sigh in relief, catching myself as I almost hug him.

"Baka neko! If you're sick, stay in bed! Why are you even up this early, anyway? Do you want to scare Miss Honda?" I accused before I stand up, nursing my wrist to my chest.

Kyo didn't move. He didn't say anything. Stupid cat... Making me think he's dead... Is he dying? Oh, no, I'm not going to panic again... He can't be dying. He's healthy... Isn't he! I turn my back on him and run down the stairs, kicking the shoji leading into the dinning area open. Shigure's on the phone. Miss Honda's probably in the kitchen making breakfast. I run at pervert dog and grab the phone from him, hanging up on whoever it was he was talking to. Ignoring Shigure's protests, I call Hatori. I can feel my legs shaking as I wait for him to pick up, so I force myself to sit down.

"Hatori speaking, how may I-"

"Hatori, it's Kyo. He's dead. I mean, he's dying. I mean, he's lying upstairs like he's dying!" I was panicking again. Damn-it. How can I let myself seem like I care? I don't!

"Yuki? I'll be right over." The line went dead.

I jumped when I felt two hands firmly grasp my shoulders. I look up to see Shigure standing over me. His face is set in rare seriousness. He moves to take the phone from me and pull me up. I cry out as he tugs on my left wrist, blinking back tears that threaten to spill from my burning eyes. Shigure looks at me as I cradle my swollen wrist to my chest in confusion.

"What happened?"

I just shake my head and head for the stairs, knowing that he'll follow me. Only when I'm at the neko's side do I begin to explain, leaving out the part about me contemplating why no one else is able to see my troubles. My story lasts until Hatori gets here, let in by a confused looking Tohru.

"H-Hatori? I didn't know you were coming!"

"Me either. Unfortunately it seems something is wrong with Kyo. Now, if you'll excuse me." He walked up the stairs, medicine bag in hand.

The dragon(seahorse) knelt in front of Kyo, checking him over as he had me explain, for the second time, what had happened. I also told him about how he had been looking pale for the last few days. Hatori scowled to himself, noting how the cat was barely breathing and his pulse was erratic and almost non-existent.

"We'll need to move him to his bed. Here Shigure, help me. Careful not to jar him." Slowly the two men picked up the unconscious teen and moved him to his room. I moved ahead of them to hold open the door.

Tohru, who had been silently watching, grabbed my sleeve. Her eyes were big and watery. She murmured something, asking what was wrong with Kyo and if she could do anything to help. Smiling softly, I sent her off to finish breakfast, telling her the baka neko would need his strength when he woke.

Hatori had Shigure and me wait outside as he finished the examination for what was wrong. The last I saw was him giving Kyo a shot, probably some sort of stabilizer. The pervert dog tried to joke around with me, to lighten to mood, but he soon gave up after getting no rise out of me. I wasn't in the mood to play along. I was supposed to be downstairs, eating and mentally preparing myself for another day at school, another day of exams. But no, I was stuck here, waiting outside Kyo's room. Waiting to see if he would be alright. Damn Cat.

Minutes passed in silence. Nothing. Tohru walked up the stars and sat across the hall from us, bringing her knees to her chest and resting her chin on them. Her face was blotchy and her eyes puffy. She had been crying. Damn Kyo for making her worry. Damn the bastard to Hell and back. I guess I shouldn't have been leaning against his door. I really should have known better. But I guess I wasn't really thinking. So it's my own fault I fell backwards when Hatori opened the door. It's my own fault I landed wrongly on my wrist for the second time within the span of an hour.

I gasped and hissed, curling in on myself on the floor. Kami did it hurt. Really hurt! Hatori bent down next to me and pried my wrist away, poking at it and making me promise that he would die an unbecoming death if he continued to touch it. He just glared and told me to suck it up. I've never been one for pain. Besides, my days been really shitty so far so I feel that I have the right to complain all I want.

"It seems you've fractured your wrist. Well done Yuki." Hatori looked up at my face and caught my eyes. " I'm going to have to push the bones back into place."

"I-" I began, eyes wide, but end up screaming out in agony.

I cover my other hand over my mouth to muffle the noise and clamp down my teeth. To feel the bones moving back to their rightful positions... It hurt! The pain seemed to last forever. But in reality, it only took moments before he was done.

"You'll need a cast, but for now you'll have to make do with it wrapped." Hatori fished through his bag and began wrapping my wrist and hand. "Now about Kyo. I couldn't find anything medically wrong that could have caused this. I'm no psychiatrist but I think it's all mental."

He looked up and over at Shigure, who was trying to comfort Tohru. She was biting her lip as tears leaked out of her eyes. Damn Kyo. Damn me!

" Did you ever find out just why Kyo ran off this time?" When Shigure shook his head, Hatori continued. " I think whatever that reason was, is causing this. And it needs to stop, for his sake."

"Y-Yuki?" Tohru spoke up, sniffling. " You got... You got another letter."

Smiling half heartedly, I stand up and pull away from Hatori. "Thank you Miss Honda."

Then I'm off, walking away from all the chaos. Away from Hatori and Shigure. Away from Tohru and her tears. Away from Kyo who may be mentally killing himself... Everything. I stand in front of the table and, sure enough, there lays another neon orange envelope. It seems I won't be attending school today anyway, so I scoop up the letter and head to the porch. It's still raining. Well... What can you do?

I can feel my heart pounding in my chest. What is this? One letter from someone who could be, for all I know, a total freak, and I'm a pile of mush? Kami! Angrily, I tear open the envelope one handed and begin to read the letter:

Yuki Sohma,

I can't tell you just how happy your letter makes me feel. I wasn't sure if you would reply or not. And when I saw it there, in my box, I was afraid it would disappear. I must have read and re-read it at least ten times. Yes, I agree, it was a little much, wasn't it? But it's the truth.

About your question, it doesn't matter where we start. We already have, just by writing this little bit. I suppose I'll begin at the beginning. I'll tell you my secrets. The rest is up to you.

All my life I have felt alone, out of place. No matter where I go or what I do, I'm never able to quite fit in. I'm never good enough. I guess it doesn't help that I moved around a lot when I was younger. And the older I got, the worse off I was. I didn't know how to act around people, I still don't, and they wouldn't, don't, give me the chance to learn how.

Then I met you, you who showed perfection in everything you did. I was disgusted. I was jealous. I thought I hated you. Maybe I did, too, back then. Maybe I really hated you. I can't say. I sure don't hate you now. Not after all these years of watching you.

Don't get me wrong. I am not some type of stalker or anything. I just wanted to find some flaw, any flaw at all. I wanted to find a way to beat you. And I found it. Them.

I know that you're afraid, afraid to get close to people. Anyone. You're afraid of what they might say, what they might do. You distance yourself form everyone. But that's alright. So am I. It's OK to be afraid. It only means that you're human.

As to your other question, I would do anything to tell you who I am, but I can't. I have everything to hide. Telling you who I am would be a mistake, one I'm not willing to make. Maybe later, maybe never, but not now. Not when we're actually talking. Feel free to guess, only three tries, and if you guess correctly, I'll tell you who I am.

Awaiting Your Reply,
As Always,
Can You Guess Who?