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

Pairings: Yuki/Kyo is what I am completely sure about; 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. I have also been thinking about Shigure/Ayame on the side. Tell me what you think.

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:
Chizz-muffinChik - Thank you. And yes, Kyo is loosing it. How would you feel if you knew you had to spend the rest of your life in one room and only see one person, the person that you were totaly afraid of? It would make me sick and crazy too.

Dark-Lady-Devinity - Yup. Yuki knows about the cage. What will he do, if anything? Will I tell you in this chapter? Read and find out!

foxy-comic-death - Por flavor? I like it! Though, it would drive my spanish 2 teacher mad. Read to find out about the cards.

Evil Kitty of Doom - What would you do if I started updating once a year? Would you hurt me? Let's not find out. Ah, yes, the envelopes, Sorry. Seven envelopes. Four of them have only one note card placed in side, each with a different word and definition. The last three have two notecards inside, each with their own word and definition that fit together. Each word and definition explain something. To find out what, read the chapter. Does that help?

Laurena - I love them too. I totally, completely, utterly, adore love-hate type relashionships. 3

Twisted Badger - I could do something along those lines. Keep the ideas coming. I'm running out! -insert screams of horror-

Sika Kuriyama - You love and hate me? Cool. Love-hate relashionships are the best. I like you. -prods- And I'm glad you got what they are. You did, didn't you? Anyway, the explination is in the chapter.

evilgoddess1990 - Yay! I'm glad. This was as fast as I could get it written. I'm hurrying with out rushing.

Jaganshi1019 - Ah! You can't die! That's a -bad- thing! Here, read a chapter!

Kumori Tsuki - Peanut butter chip, chocolate chip cookies are my favorite. Hand them over! -cough- Time... Let's see... First chapter Kyo had 9 days left. Second he had eight. Third he had seven. Fourth, it skipped three days, so he had Four left. Does that help? I just kind of skip however many days I want to get to what I want to write about.

Fritz Will Get You - Fritz, you dork. I'm not -that- hard to find. I gave you all of the specifics. And you know what? I can't tell if you wrote sarcasm in your review or not. "You can't read sarcasm", at least, that's what -you- say. Elaborate for me! Oh... and you better keep reading! I know where you live. -pointedly glares- o0

Yuki-and-kyo-are-hot - Three days passed by, yes? Well, he was only really half dead, if you can call it that xP, for about a day and a half. I really didn't mention that, or the fact that he wrote them during the night, when he woke up and felt well enough to focus and right them. That help?

sess's bitch - I try for humor, but I find that I can't force myself to write it. So I'm glad you find them funny. I like to read things that make me laugh and I'm glad that I can naturally write it. - I want pie and cookies. Maybe even some cheesecake. Junk food helps me write.

Thank you all for reviewing. It means a lot to me.

Well, this cahpter is shorter than the other ones, but it's supposed to be. Don't hate me.

Chapter Five:
Kyo's POV

I thought that I had accepted it. I thought that I had stopped worrying. Apparently not. I have been making myself sick for the past week. Hatori keeps telling me to stop, that what I'm doing to myself is dangerous. I tell him that he doesn't know what he's talking about. And he doesn't. Hatori has no idea that I'm going to be put away. Akito hasn't told anyone and I sure as hell haven't. The only one who might know is Yuki because I had to open my big mouth and mistake him for Akito. At least he doesn't know when. He doesn't know that I'll be gone tomorrow.

Our high school is throwing a party tonight. It's for some sort of American holiday. I think it's called Halloween... or something. Anyway, you dress up in costumes. Guess you could call it a form of cosplay. Tohru helped to decorate and Yuki, being the class President, supervised everything, making sure it all went to plan. They left about four hours ago. The dance is almost over. I'm just now walking in.

Origionally Shigure wasn't going to let me go. He said that I had been throwing up and laying in bed with a high fever for the past few days so I wasn't allowed out. That didn't go over well with me. I made sure he knew where his opinion stood with me.

Yuki's last letter was two days ago. Inside was his confusion about the notecards. I don't quite understand them myself. The first was what I felt when I first met him, a spark. The second is what I feel now. The third is my way of telling him what we could be. The fourth- What I want to feel. The fifth- What I hope will be felt for me. The sixth- A hint of who I am. And lastly, the seventh- What I feel growing stronger.

Of course, I didn't tell him any of this in my reply. I just left a time and place: Tomorrow. The school roof. 10 Pm.

And it's almost ten now. I feel like I'm going to vomit but I know that I need to do this. I need to say good bye. If I don't... I'm not sure if I could live with myself. My eyes scan the cafeteria where the dance is being held, and I spot all the people that I'm going to miss: Tohru, wearing a white dress and angel wings, dancing with some uperclassan. A sense of brotherly overprotection washes over me, but I push it away. Momiji, the ditz, is garbed in a clown suite with a rainbow wig covering his golden locks, pulling an unwilling Haru after him as he runs about he dance floor. I laugh at the irony of his costume. The cow was a cowboy. It was priceless. Oh! And Hanajima looked like a witch, keeping a motherly eye on Tohru. I couldn't refrain from snorting. It was all too much.

I looked at the clock on the far wall. I had five minutes to get to the roof. I quickly glanced around the room, once to find the Yankee, looking like a butterfly (I should have known), and once to make sure no one noticed me as I left. Then I took my exit. I fiddled nervously with the sash tied around my waist as I walk. I can feel more knots forming in my stomach. Great. Now I'm not only making myself sick from being locked up for the rest of my life, I'm making myself sick from nerves.

'Calm down!' I construct myself. I guess the material of my pirate sash calmed my nerves more than my silent pep talk as I ran it between my fingers.

Before I know it, I'm standing before the only door leading onto the roof. Biting the inside of my bottom lip, I step outside, shutting the door quietly behind me. And there he is, Yuki, dressed in a vampire's cape, looking the other way. I walk silently to him, thankful that he doesn't turn around. Then I stand behind him, neither of us saying a word, and my hands ghost over his shoulders up to cover his eyes on their own accord. I lean forward, my lips pressing against the back of his neck. His skin feels so warm, his musky scent overwhelming me as I breath it in. Slowly, hesitantly, I end the kiss.

"Can you guess who?" I murmur to Yuki, my hands skill covering his eyes.

I lean into him, my chest pressing up against his back. Neither of us move. We could have been standing that way for a while, or not long at all. I don't think either of us was counting. I move my face closer to his head, my lips brushing against his ear.

"Goodbye, Yuki." I whisper.

Then I'm gone. Yuki didn't see who I was during the whole 'meeting', which was what I wanted. . I wish I could say that I didn't look back. That I let my feelings for him go. But I can't. I did look back once I knew he wouldn't see me. I hid behind a corner and watched him, looking confused and hurt. My heart clenched and my eyes began to sting. I blinked rapidly to force the tears away. I wouldn't cry. I wouldn't pity myself. Finding that I couldn't look at him any longer, I traipsed home.

I stopped dead in my tracks as the house came into view. There, resting in the driveway, was Hatori's car. I let out a strangled choking noise before I forced myself to go inside, dragging my feet the whole rest of the way.

"Hello Kyo." Akito said treacherously, giving a false smile.

My mouth was dry. I couldn't speak, let alone think. What was I going to do? It's not like there was anything or anyone who could, or would, stop Akito from putting me in the cage. But I couldn't help but hope. Somehow, my mind felt the need to believe that I would be saved, even when my heart told me otherwise.

"Where's... Where's Shigure?" I manage to rasp out, bracing myself against the door frame.

"Out, with Hatori," His lips twitched into a smirk as his eyes sparkled with nothing less than sadistic intent. " It's just you and me from now until the day you die."

ooc Review! And I need some ideas. I'm running out. So if you want quick updates, feed me plot bunnies.