A/N: It's been what... too long. Okay, I'm not dead, just busy. I started reading the manga and I love it. I think I'll incorporate a lot of things from it in here. Maybe some plot, but I will definitely not follow the entire things. Only parts. And adding Teresa. I'm sorry for this delay but I hope you like this.

Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket, only the plot line (most) and my character.

Teresa sat under a tree at school. The rest of the students were talking with each other, while she just smiled in the silence and her writing, "Teresa-san?" Teresa glanced up to see a boy with black hair standing over her, he looked kind of nervous.

"Yes?" Teresa stood up.

"I'm sorry if I'm bothering you, I just had to say…" he stopped for a moment and glanced around. "I came to say that I really like you, Teresa-san." He looked up and Teresa saw his grey eyes.

Teresa took a step back; she couldn't have a relationship with him even if she wanted to, "I'm sorry, but I can't be in a relationship right now, um?" she didn't even know his name.

"Akechi, Akechi Kenbai. You just rejected me without even knowing my name? How could you?" Teresa glanced around nervously, was this guy ok? "Are you really that high and mighty?! I can't stand people like you! People who selfishly bash others, just because they don't want something!" this guy had become a little more violent. "You are selfish and alone! No one can ever love someone like you!" Teresa felt like she had been punched in the stomach. No one had ever said that to her before. "Are you even listening?!"

Teresa hadn't even noticed that Kyo, Haru, Yuki, and Tohru were by her now. "Leave her alone!" Kyo yelled.

"Why?! She's nothing! A petty-!" she heard a choking sound and looked up to see black Haru holding him by the collar.

"I'll make you pay for everything you said," Haru stopped when Teresa latched onto his arm.

"Haru," she sounded pitiful, yet forceful.

Hatsuharu dropped the boy, "This isn't the end." Teresa let go of him a moment later and walked away, her head down.

Am I really that selfish? I've been spoiled all my life, with Akito not tormenting me like all the others. Why have I been spared that misery?

Basically she went the rest of the day like that; focusing on her classes, yet tormenting herself every other minute.

"Do you think tree-san's okay?" Momiji looked up to the others.

"I don't know. Who did that guy think he was, going at her like that?" Kyo snapped.

"Maybe we should go find her," Tohru suggested, glancing around for their friend.

"If she wanted to be found, we would know." Hatsuharu looked up.

"How do you know her so well, huh?!" Kyo stood up and pointed an accusing finger at Hatsuharu.

Haru smirked, "Why do you care so much, you stupid cat?"

"Because-!" Kyo stopped abruptly, and leaned back against the wall. Tohru looked off towards the school entrance, Where was she? Tohru wasn't sure why Teresa had taken the words so harshly, but she had.

Yuki sighed, all of this fuss, just for Teresa. She is self-ish, he realized. She thought deserved so much attention because she was the Raven. She pushed them away, no matter what. One day, no one's going to give you that attention, and then you'll be all alone.

When they returned to Shigure's an aura of worry was coming from all of them, "Why so glum?" Shigure asked.

"We don't know where Teresa is," Momiji said.

"What do you mean? She's upstairs in her room," Shigure said. Teresa had returned from school about twenty minutes earlier.

Teresa came down the stairs, her eyes downcast on the stairs. "Teresa," in a moment Haru suddenly wrapped his arms around her. The others were slightly surprised, they didn't know what affection Haru had for her.

"Haru," Teresa pulled away from him, and he saw the empty look in her eyes. She was just a shell right now. "I have to go," she walked out quietly, and everyone watched her leave.

Teresa didn't even register where she was going; she just let her feet guide her. She remembered that someone once said, "The truth hurts," well she knew it was true. Somehow, hearing someone say that she was selfish and inconsiderate; she felt as if she had been hit by a bag of bricks. "No one can ever love someone like you!" that part hurt the most. For someone who only really wanted to be loved, that phrase hurt worst of all.

"Thank you," Teresa nodded to the maid as she slipped into Akito's room. Akito lay on a futon, Hatori bending over him.

"Hatori," Hatori looked up. However he didn't see Teresa; he saw a very empty girl. Yet she had an air of hope around her.

"He has a bad fever; and I have other people I have to look in on," Hatori sighed, his job was so much harder because he dealt with family.

"I'll stay with him," Hatori's visible eye widened. Of all the people who he expected to offer, he had never thought it would be her. Whenever they spoke –not often- she had expressed wanting to get away from him. And now she wants to stay?

"Very well, I'll be back in an hour or so. If he starts coughing, sit him up. And if he wakes up, see if he'll take this," he handed a bottle to her. And he left.

Teresa sat down next to him and set the bottle down. She watched the thin film of sweat accumulate on his forehead. She laid her hand on it, and felt to heat radiating off. As Teresa watched him she found herself thinking something, please wake up. Don't leave me. Teresa staggered up into a standing position, before she knew it her thoughts were coming from her mouth. "No. I don't care what happens. I don't! I- I care." Her breathing became heavy as she sunk back down, "I love him."

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