TQL: I don't own Fruits Basket! Read and Review!
In Ellen's Homeroom…
Ellen sighed in boredom. Homeroom was basically Study Hall, so there was nothing to do.
"Dammit…" She thought.
"Dammit…" came another voice, evidently bored.
Ellen looked behind her where the voice had come from.
"Oh… Kyon-Kyon was it?" thought Ellen, "Oh well. I guess cat-lover doesn't like Homeroom either. What was his name again…?"
She thought a moment.
"Oh! Kyo Sohma! What's he complainin' about? He's got the star life with all his fangirls..."
In Shana's Homeroom…
Shana was about to go crazy.
"Stupid fangirls…" She thought, "I hate this place! This horrible, cold, evil, unforgiving pla-"
"Excuse me?" said a voice, interrupting her thoughts.
"Wha-huh?" She looked up and froze. There was Yuki Sohma. The reason why she was in pain.
"May I sit here?" he gestured toward the seat next to Shana, "It's a bit noisy where I usually sit." Shana turned around to see fangirls still swooning over the seat he had been sitting in.
"Uh… sure… I guess…" She turned back to writing poems, a hobby/habit of hers.
Title: Love, the slowest form of suicide
You believe that they're you're only on
And life's as sweet as can be
Then they break your heart; you're left with nothing
It consumes you; it devours your insides
It's not needed, yet the mindless seek it
The utter stupidity of it all
Who needs it?
The world is clouded up with this pointlessness
Yet it goes on
And I despise it
Romance is for the weak-mindedA shadow fell across her paper.
She looked up to see Yuki leaning over. She quickly hid her paper and a light blush tinted her cheeks. She never shared her poems. Except with Kori and Ellen.
"Please don't hide it. Your point of view is quite interesting." Smiled Yuki.
The bell rang.
"Gotta go!" She gathered her stuff and rushed out.
"She left her poem…" He thought, picking it up. "Geez… girls are forgetting their things a lot nowadays…" He folded it and put it in his pocket.
Meanwhile, Shana was running to her locker as fast as she could.
"I can't believe I let my guard down!" she thought, "No one sees my poems!"
She ran to her next class to come to a disastrous realization.
"He's in every single one of my classes!" she thought.
She sat in a desk next to a window. She needed a distraction. She never liked listening to the teachers' lecture. She felt sudden inspiration and took out a piece of paper.
The wind blow through the treesIt's light breeze much encouraged
Offers slight enjoyment for a warm day
Children laughing, the grass swaying
Yes, the wind is quite an amusing thing
But it's only hiding the terror ahead
A note plopped in front of her. It read:
"Seems like you're at it again. May I see?" She looked around to see a smiling Yuki. She wrote a reply.
"Why?" It read. He chuckled, but when the teacher turned around, he covered it up with a cough.
"Because." He replied, "It's very interesting to read and I want to know more about how you see things."
She cocked an eyebrow.
"Why?" she asked again, "I'm sure one of your love-struck fangirls would love to show you their poems."
"But you AREN'T a fangirl. You're a sane person. He only female one in this class, actually."
"Fine. Knock yourself out."She attached the poem.
After a while, another note plopped onto her desk.
"Amazing." It read, "It seems so innocent, then you add a sinister touch. May I ask why you do that?" She was surprised at his question. And for once, she didn't know how to answer.
Ellen's 2nd Period…
"Man…I've got every class with Kyon-Kyon and his stupid fangirls…" Thought Ellen, "At least there's only a couple minutes left of this class…"
"BBBBBRRRRIIIINNNNGGGG!!!!!" The bell rang. Kyo was first out of the door. Ellen was walking down the hall to her locker when a mob of fangirls, intent on getting to Kyo, accidentally shoved Ellen into a supply closet.
"Stupid fangirls… Stupid closet! There're no lights!"
Suddenly, the door opened and another person entered, quite rushed.
"Eeep!" she exclaimed, "Who's there?"
"Shut up!" said a male voice.
"Well, excuse me!" she retorted, "I still have to go to my locker and I don't wanna be late for class!" She reached for the doorknob, the sound of fangirls outside.
"No! Stop!" he hissed, grabbing her arm.
"Excuse me? Let me go! Who are you?"
"Just shut up! The fangirls will find us!"
"Cat-lover?" She whispered. He covered her mouth.
"That's not my name! Just shut up!" he whispered. She scowled.
"Stupid… I'm gonna be late for class!" She thought heatedly.
Finally, the sound of fangirls subsided.
Ellen waited.
And waited.
"Argh!" She slapped away his hand, "When were you gonna let go? Can I go now?"
"Huh? Oh. Yeah. Tell me if the coast is clear…" She rolled her eyes.
"You owe me for this, Kyon-Kyon…" She said, walking out, "Clear." He sighed in relief.
"The name's Kyo, not Kyon-Kyon or cat-lover." She rolled her eyes again.
"Whatever." She ran to her locker and quickly got the books that she needed for the next class. "You're lucky that passing time after 2nd period is long or I'd have to scratch your eyes out." She took off, leaving a surprised Kyo.
"No girl has ever threatened me before. Ever." The bell rang. "Detention for me. Dammit…"
He walked into class.
"Time to bleach your hair, Kyon-Kyon…" said Teacher Mayu.
"SHUT UP, WOMAN!" He yelled. Ellen sighed.
"Every class…" she thought.
Passing Time For Shana…. (Let's see how hers went, shall we?)
"Well?" asked Yuki, walking next to Shana who was now receiving glares from fangirls, "You didn't answer my question. Why the sinister touch?"
"I don't know. It just comes out." She replied, getting her books for the next class. She slammed the locker door.
Yuki blinked, surprised.
"Is… something bothering you?" He asked.
"N-no! I'm just gonna get to class…" She walked toward the classroom.
"Yes! I'll walk with you, then. I noticed you were in all of my classes." He smiled. Fangirls swooned.
"Uh huh…" She sat down at the desk nearest to the exit. Yuki sat behind her.
"Eep!" Thought Shana, "Why is he hanging out around me?!?!" She soon turned to the math they were doing in class.
Since Yuki was very smart, a lot of people, (namely fangirls) were asking him for help. They shy girls who couldn't work up the nerve asked Shana.
"Umm… Shana… this problem doesn't make sense…" said a girl.
"Oh. See, if you take away X on this side, you have to take it away on the other side too."
"Thank you!" said the girl as Shana finished the last problem on the worksheet.
"Ah… now that I've finished the worksheet, I've got free time for the rest of the period..." She thought, taking out a sheet of paper.
Yuki smiled inwardly as he saw her take out the sheet of paper.
"At it again, eh?" He thought, "She sure is different."
I twitched on the floor
Quick, sharp shivers down my back
Painful memories in my mind
Then I saw it. The knife.
My escape, gleaming on the counter
I pulled myself up
And with one swift movement
The pain was gone
Shana looked at the clock. 2 minutes until lunch. She folded the poem and put it in her pocket. What she forgot, was that the pocket had a hole in it. So when she stood up to go to lunch, it fell to the floor without her noticing.
But Yuki noticed.
He picked it up, his eyes widening as he read it.
"A… suicide poem?" He thought. He looked at the door from which she had exited. "What is she thinking?"
TQL: I wrote the poems myself so please don't steal them! PLEASE REVIEW!!!