Fruits Basket: High Above The Clouds

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Summery: Its been 5 years since the curse was broken, Kagura Sohma An airhostess returns back to Kaibara for the Sohma New Year as she had never been back for a while… what will happen now that she does not love Kyou anymore… but is he falling for her?

Chapter Three

Kagura dropped her orange bag onto the ground. She might have given her orange cat backpack away but she had grown fond of the colour orange. This was not because it was Kyou's hair colour either. She looked around the hotel room she would be staying in for the next couple of days and smiled broadly. Kagura was really glad that she was going to be in the same hotel as Kyou yet was gladder that she was going to be occupying him on the flight home too.

"Sometimes I have to wonder if it was worth it. All those years I wasted when we were younger." Trailing off to herself she looked around the rich colours of red and gold. Then she turned, opening the curtains to the American view outside the windowpane. The light beckoned the room to smile as she turned back around wondering what she should do first. Perhaps unpack would be the most realistic thing that the airhostess could do. Thinking this Kagura placed her hand on the silver suitcase she had dropped by the door.

Pulling up the holder she dragged the heavy suitcase to the bedroom. Her brownish grey eyes found the wardrobe easily, because in awe she stared at the gorgeous mirrored object. She couldn't believe how she had managed to get this type of room for free. Shaking her head she slide the door open and gazed at the many multicoloured clothes hangers. Some of these were even covered in material. She pulled out the first one that came to hand, it was made of satin, and the colour was red.

Unzipping her suitcase the first thing that Kagura pulled out was a beautiful black dress, which had white lines on it. Replacing the coat hanger, as it was now presenting her dress beautifully, Kagura pulled out the next and kept it going until all of her clothes – that could be hung up – were gone. Next she had to get up all of the rest of her clothes. There was a section next to the hangers, which would do perfectly for the woman. She could just fold up the rest of her clothes and put them away.

"I wonder how Kyou is doing. I hope he hadn't lost his way." Kagura let her feelings of love for the male go but for some reason she still cared deeply for him like an older sister would. She didn't have to think of him like a younger brother because it was actually quite true. Kazuma was Kyou's father figure. In a way she had always believed of Kazuma a father figure to her. Especially after her own father had left her mother after she had been born. There was always going to be that bond between Kyou and Kagura. A bond that even he could not deny. Kagura looked towards a photograph on the table that she had just set to rest. The picture in the holder was that of herself, her mother and the third person that had came to live in their house, Isuzu.

She wondered how Isuzu was doing too even though it wasn't that long since she last had saw her. It was mostly the thrill of being chosen to be the baby's godmother that made Kagura think about Isuzu and over worry perhaps it was just because she was a born worrier. Kagura had then took rest on the wooden seat in front of the dressing table gazing into the mirror recalling all features that made her face. Yes she had certain features that she liked, her eyes for example but she also had features that she hated. Shaking her head once more into reality the female took hold of her hairbrush and settled her soft strands back into place.

Kagura turned half back towards the bed. The luxurious golden sheets matched the walls with a design of red. It really was a beautiful room. She was honoured to have it but then she would never say that out loud, as she may be thought stupid. Talking of stupid things Kagura couldn't help but feel tingles throughout her body as she remembered what she had done to Kyou. His scorecard really should have been just for scoring but she couldn't help by put her phone numbers on it for him. So the fax could have been left out but she really didn't want to loose contact with him again. He meant too much to her for that to happen. The tingles of butterflies attacking the walls of her stomach finished into nothing as she surpassed a sigh. If he weren't to phone her she wouldn't have put it passed him. She knew though, that there was always a slight chance that he could.

Even if it was just for a split second Kagura recalled the memories of when she was younger and how she had realised that Kyou was not the right guy for her. She could remember the tears, the heartbreak and the confession, which was never given to him. Kagura still had that confession – which was in the shape of a letter – in her possessions. She had written of how she had felt when she realised that her love was unrequited and how she had felt when she had seen other couples in love. She had realised that the way they looked was nothing like the way she thought they looked like. There was no happiness or lovely thoughts that came around freely just by looking at them. So she had realised that there was no need to obsess over Kyou anymore. To be honest she had felt much better now. She was much happier that she did not care about Kyou as much as she used to.

She even had her boyfriend now. She felt more for him than she ever could have done for Kyou… or was that just the feelings of a deluded mind? Lei, he was just so nice and kind to her. He would actually spend time with her if he weren't working. Her smile never stopped, all it done was grew ever since she met him. If she had the time to think about it and right now she did, Kagura could find that she never smiled like she did now when she was younger. She had grown up a lot since she left home. Her mother had said it was almost like in a blink of an eye as she was no longer the little girl she had raised.

"Just be safe out there. I worry about you, Kagura." Kagura recited what her mother had told her the day she had left. That made her cry once she had left. She had known her mother had cared about her but to actually be told it… it was something that she had never been told before. She pressed the lights off to the room and lay back on the bed. It was obvious to anyone that this particular woman was bored out of her brain yet there was nothing for her to do until morning. So yes that was a little obvious. It was then that silence raised its ugly head. Kagura lay there waiting… and waiting… for something to break it… for anything to break it. Even her thoughts had given up trying.

The sound that did break the silence shook Kagura so much. She sat up startled looking at the wall opposite of her. It had not taken her long to realise that the monotonic ringing had come from the orange bag lying on the floor, the bag that she had carelessly dropped whilst entering. Standing up Kagura felt the vibrations through the floor. Kagura passed her hand through the hole on the bag and pulled out her silver and pink mobile phone. She scanned the number to tell if she knew it but did not so was nervous to press that little green button. Shaking her head she knew she couldn't be stupid so she did press the button before bringing the phone towards her ear.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Kagura. It's Kyou. I know you'll be surprised to hear from me but don't be worried this isn't a social call."

Her lips pouted elegantly. Not a social call, huh? Then what was this phone call to be then? Was it business or pleasure? Was it a friendly acknowledgement or a way to say never call this number now that you know it? The last one… well Kagura wouldn't put it past Kyou.

"If it's not a social call Kyou, then what is it?"

"It's a chat about Kazuma." There was a break in Kyou's conversation but he continued. "He has sent me here to learn some new techniques. Also to show some of ours off to some of the children here."

"Why have you called me?"

"I was getting to that! Geez, woman let a guy talk. You know our technique as good as anyone. God knows you used it on me plenty of times. You wouldn't come… give some moral support… show some off?"

"Sorry but I gave up martial arts ages ago. I have no interest in showing some kids how to beat you up." Kagura smiled as she talked on the phone to the male. She had not actually expected him to call but giving the non-urgency of the subject she smirked knowing that what he had said this call was not was actually what this call was. A social call and soon enough she would be asked that question.

"So, how are you?"

Bingo, see she knew that was coming. Somehow she just knew Kyou good enough to know that he would say that it wasn't a social call when it was. He just didn't want to be seen as soft. It went on like that for at least three hours. Her phone ended up having to be put on charge just to keep up with the phone call. Then Kyou ran out of credit and asked her to phone him back. They were actually getting along – scary as that seemed.

He hadn't shouted or given her any sarcastic remarks and he seemed genuinely interested in what was going on with her life. Although Kyou still had no idea about Lei yet. The female just wasn't interested in telling Kyou just yet. He may not be interested in her in that way but Kagura was nervous in how Kyou would take to finding out Kagura wasn't single.

"So will you come?"

She looked out the window. It was really nice outside. Okay so now she was only evading the question. Kagura couldn't run forever so she knew she would have to answer. Giving in with a sigh the female brought the phone back to her hand as she had been resting it on her shoulder.

"Yes. But I shall only come for moral support. I will not be showing off any of my techniques." She made that part clear and it was obvious that he was going to try and make her do them. Of course Kagura knew he would anyway and would humour him. The best thing she could think of was making him suffer for his kindness. She would not give in so easily and he should know this too. "No I mean it, Kyou." A smile crawled back onto her lips as she surpassed a final yawn. "I have to go, goodnight, Kyou."

"Goodnight."

She pressed the little red button before flipping the phone over and letting it rest on the table whilst it charged. Her smile had yet to pass as she crawled into her bed thinking of how good that felt. Kagura somehow knew that she had made it into Kyou's thoughts. Because they had grown up together, and she knew if someone she had grown up with had changed so quickly then she would be interested in how and why that person had changed. Her grey eyes closed for the last time that night and she soon had fallen asleep – to a dream of someone who really should not be in her dreams. Someone who she had not dreamt of in quite some time.