I don't own fruits basket. Enjoy the chapter!

I trudged through several shelves and people scanning my eyes hungrily for a much deserved gift for myself. I had enough of Akito's tantrums so when one of my few friends offered me to go with her to America, I jumped at the chance. Apparently there was a strange tradition there. One day of the year they had a massive sale and everyone went crazy. It was called Black Friday. Electronics, clothes, furniture. All of it was marked prices three times lower than usual. At first the herds of people scared me away, but glancing down at my own pair of shoes brought me back. And I was determined to buy myself the perfect new pair.

There were hundreds of people crammed inside a little store, but luckily I was in the girl's section so I was safe of transformation. I was looking for one item: a new pair of black high heel boots. My old ones weren't all that old. It just so happened that SOMEBODY with a serious need of an attitude adjustment aka Akito had to go and make me break a heel.

I wandered around back and forth watching people lunge at coach purses and diamond earrings. Those things didn't interest me. And then I saw them. At the very far end shelf: One lone pair of stiletto black boots. I could faintly make out the shoe size on the box. Size 7. Price: $20. Perfect! I hastily made my way over to the pair. I stopped a few yards away though as I made eye contact with someone, my opponent. She stood with a stupid look of confidence on her peachy pale face. She looked like one of those 'I'm way better than you' girls. I put on the nastiest smirk I could come up with, as if to say, "Oh please. Those shoes wouldn't even look good on you." She countered with an equally nasty glare.

I looked over to the pair of shoes and then back at her. I took one single half step and she took off. I almost laughed. Did she actually think she could outrun me? I gracefully moved my legs towards my prize while she stumbled clumsily at a lost cause. Those shoes were mine! They would be perfect for showing off my perfect legs and posture in front of all those pathetic girls as well as impressing Haru, and if needed they would make a perfect weapon against a certain overbearing figure back home. I was within fingertip's reach, she was a good five feets away. But I failed to realize one little thing. The shoe shelf was right next to the electronics section.

POOF!

"What the…!"

"Where did this horse come from?"

"I got them!"

I turned my head and looked at the girl clutching onto MY pair of shoes, doing a stupid jump up and down. I could easily take her down with my strength, but cops crowded around me. I watched her run away to the cash register. I just HAD to transform now of all times! This curse seriously needs a stiletto heel stomp on the foot!