Disclaimer: I don't have money... I don't own Ouran or Fruits Basket. I'm so poor. Somebody donate to the poor beggar girl?

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'Dreaming? No, obviously not for it just feels to real'

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It was contradictory. No, he was contradictory. Why? Because, the boy wished for freedom, but was still wary of the outside world. He wanted to venture outside, feel the snow press against his face. He watched silently, on-looking a few children play something called tag. If he was able to go out and interact with the children on such a cold day would be wonderful, but sadly, his only option was to drag his fingernail over the glass separating him from them. Through the glass, he could make out a few familiar figures, but he knew only one of them actually knew who he was. Unless, that orange haired boy-what was his name again?- knew who he was. For some reason, the boy was intrigued by the shade; the way it shimmered off the glow reflecting off the snow.

'Maybe, Akito-sama will allow me to play with them after the New Years Ceremony. But, would they play with me?' He wasn't sure, but unconsciously his breathing became quiet again- an unusual sight to witness because of his asthmatic attacks. All was still inside the dimly lit room, and the only sounds that could be heard were those that flowed through into the room from outside.

"Haru-kun, where's, what's his name?"

"Who's name?"

"That one boy you were talking to before!"

"I talk to a lot of people Momiji,"

"Well, he has silvery hair and always wears a kimono!"

"Are you talking about Yuki?"

"Yuki, yes him! Where is he?"

"Mm, I'm not sure, but I know we'll see him later at the banquet,"

"Kagura-nee, aren't you dancing with Yuki-nee later?"*

"Yeah, but I don't think I'll do that good Momiji. He's a lot better at dancing than I am,"

'They were right. I was going to dance with Kagura-nee, but I was unable to dance with her. Akito-sama said something about her place.' The silver haired boy turned back to the window pane and noticed that the small group of children were gone. He wanted to sigh. He was supposed to sigh, but fate didn't seem enjoy his presence on earth. Instead, the small action caused him to enter another fit of coughs. Hatori had reminded him that he needed to calm down whenever he had these attacks, but sometimes that was the farthest thought from his ten year old mind. How could you tell a child to calm down, when whoever was telling them that was unaware of what could be swirling around in their head? Despite knowing this, Hatori would remind him that no matter what the situation he would need to take deep breaths and to remain calm. Fortunately this time it had worked, and as the ten year old boy leaned back against the wall furthest away from the sliding door. He could feel the wall shift to accommodate his weight and heard the flurry of snow tap against the window. Akito had told him earlier that he would be back soon, but that had been hours ago. This room was different than any other that he had been in previously- The room was fairly plain, but the surprising differences were that there were flowers in one corner and that the window could not be opened. In the end these differences were of no significance, but they were important to him. In fact, the last time the boy saw a flower this close was around May. His school did have flowers around the planters, but those were particularly boring. The ones in the room looked like a flame, with its red and yellow wavy petals. The child was amazed it survived that long in the dark room.

"Yuki-sama, Akito-sama requests you in his quarters immediately. I am here to escort you. Now come along," A raspy female voice came floating through the room. His head shot up at the sound and he pushed up using his right hand. When he reached the door the boy was unsure if he should open the door, but thankfully his nervousness ended when the maid opened the door with a slight smile.

"Do not worry Yuki-sama. Akito-sama did not seem angry if you believe that," The maid was strangely sweet, as if she had been told specifically to try to calm him down. If anything, Yuki did not believe anything she was telling him. He wouldn't be that foolish. No, not at all. However, to show that he trusted her (Although not truly) he nodded and even entwined his hand into hers. His shorter legs connected with the floor more frequently and the sound of sock clad feet hitting wood was heard frequently. The two of them reached their destination quickly and the woman removed his hand from hers.

"Akito-sama, Yuki-sama is here as requested," She had bowed and Yuki looked at her bent over figure before placing his small hand on the door frame. He heard no answer, and carefully pulled the door to the right, opening it to its fullest potential. The silver haired child turned to sneak a glance at the women who had brought him here, but saw that she had disappeared.

"Yuki, sit down," He did as told, sitting on the cold floor and stared at his legs. Akito spoke again, "Hatori told me something very interesting the other day. Do you want to know what he told me?" The cursed boy gulped and gripped the cloth covering his legs, unsure of how to answer that.

"Yes," Unbeknownst to the boy, Akito had a pile of papers inside of his sleeves.

"He told me that you were sick, but you didn't know it," The god smirked before continuing, "What do you suppose you are sick with?"

"I-I have bronchitis,"

"Sadly, that is incorrect. Yuki, do you want to tell me what your illness is?" There was no answer, but Akito still spoke reading the medical file spread out in front of him. "You have something called pulmonary tuberculosis," To Yuki, however, this information was unimportant-like the window in the room he was in previous.

"Will I die?" Akito let out an amused laugh and finally turned to the boy.

"I don't know. Ask Hatori sometime. He is the doctor. As a matter of fact, ask him now. I'm sure he isn't busy," There was no response and the god decided to continue, "You can go, but return soon. You'll have your robes on soon,"

The child exited the room and slid the door closed. As usual, his heart was pounding and he had to lean against the door for support.

'It doesn't matter if I'm sick with that tuberculosis thing. It doesn't matter at all,'

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'And when I woke up, I was seventeen again'

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II

"Should we be here Tono? He's still sleeping,"

"Of course I'm sure, it's the day before New Years and that Tohru girl said we could come in!"

"Tama-chan, isn't Yu-chan really scary when he wakes up?"

"Yes, but I have figured out a way to resolve that problem!"

"And what is that? I'm am positive your 'way to resolve the problem' involves a fairly long stick to poke him with from a safe distance,"

"Mother, what could you possibly mean by that?"

"I'm referring to what you did to me this morning. As a matter of fact, I did not enjoy that,"

"Takashi? Where did Haru-chan go? I can't see her,"

"Kitchen,"

"Tono, shall we go with plan A?" The twins were carrying a meter long pointer that they had used two hours before to wake up Kyoya. Sadly, due to Kyoya being well Kyoya ended up breaking the pointer in two. Haruhi had rolled her eyes at the broken pointer device and took matters into her own hands when she fixed the broken pointer using duct tape.

"Yes, go my devil sons!" And thus the room became silent and much poking was in action. Unfortunately for them, it did not seem to faze the slumbering boy. However, they did not give up.

"Plan B Hika,"

"Yes, Plan B,"

There was a loud sound being emitted through the room and because of the home's thin walls, the noise fluttered down to living room where Tohru was preparing tea with Haruhi. Although the noise was muffled, it was still annoying enough for Haruhi to cover her right ear with her hand. The girl next to her was unable to copy to the motion with her full hands, but nonetheless she winced when the sound continued for a good minute.

"Tohru-chan, what do you think they are doing up there?" The younger girl asked as she set two cups of steaming tea on a brown tray.

"I don't know, but I hope no one is hurt," Haruhi rolled her eyes at her senpai, before presenting herself at the foot of the stairs. She spoke before continuing up, "Tohru-chan, I'll go check. Just to make sure,"

Mori was sitting with Honey outside of the room with his hands covering the blonde's smaller ears. The noise was still continuing, but had begun to die down. She didn't doubt the reason why Mori had brought Honey outside was to shield him from the horrific noise. She shielded her ears, and propped open the door with her left foot.

What she witnessed was amusing and also hilarious. Yuki was sleeping through the loud noises, still crumpled up under the thick piles of blankets. Hikaru was holding down and air horn while Kaoru was preparing a new one to sound. Tamaki was clutching his ears in pain, while Kyoya seemed to handle the wailing with ease. She rolled her eyes for the umpteenth time today and took the air horn from Hikaru's hand. He had made a face at her, but shrugged before catching the second one that Kaoru was holding. Sadly for the twins and to the joy of Tamaki, the girl was able to snatch it away from him before he pressed down on the button.

"What were you two doing? You remember the last time you tried to force Yuki-kun to wake up?" She reminded them of the day a week ago when she and the twins had given Yuki his Christmas gift. She stood at the far corner of the room holding her gift from her to him, while the two of them started singing Merry Christmas to him. The result was not fun. Yuki had flipped the two of them onto their backs resulting in the small bruising of their backs.

"Of course we remember, but it doesn't seem like he's going to be waking up anytime soon, so why not?" Hikaru told her. Kaoru smirked before reciting a quote he had told her before, "When the world asks why, respond with a why not?" She glared at the two of them before chucking the two air horns out of the open window, into the grass below.

"Haruhi, I hate to interrupt this discussion of yours, but we did come here for an important reason. And we are on a tight schedule. If you could get Yuki-kun to wake up soon, I will cut your debt by fifteen percent," Kyoya said from his position on Yuki's desk. He had brought his laptop with him, and asked Shigure when they entered if he could use their internet for the time being. Shigure agreed and Kyoya had been on the device ever since.

"Really?" Kyoya nodded and Haruhi squinted her eyes and examined her target. From what she could see, Yuki was not revealing any part of his body to her because of the layers upon layers of cloth. The girl was able to spot a small patch of his forearm and tapped that lightly. For once, his eyes snapped open immediately and once he saw who had touched her, the boy rubbed his eyes.

"Haruhi-san? What are all of you doing here?" The room was silent as Haruhi didn't know the exact answer herself. When she had opened her door this morning, all six of them were waiting in the living room of her apartment building. They didn't explain to her, but motioned to an already packed suitcase. Kyoya snapped his laptop closed and crossed his arms.

"I believe I have an answer to your question Yuki-kun. Tamaki wanted all of us to spend New Year's together, and seeing how it is the day before New Years, we were hoping if you would join us at Tamaki's home for the rest of the day,"

"Wait, what day is it?" Tamaki had looked confused at Yuki's question before answering slowly to him:

"It's the thirty first of December and almost one o'clock in the afternoon," The five other hosts watched as Yuki rose from the bed and pulled off his night shirt. Well, not exactly because the twins had shielded Haruhi's eyes as a way to protect her innocence.

"I cannot make it for your festivities. I am needed at my Main Estate tonight. I do have to thank you though; I would've been late if I hadn't woken up now," The twins stared at him strangely as he opened the door leading to his connected bathroom. He spoke with his backs to them before he closed the door, "I'll be getting ready right about now, but feel free to speak with Honda-san downstairs,"

And then the door closed with a slight click and turn of a lock. Mori and Honey entered the room with a small tray and Haruhi assumed what was in the mugs was the tea that she had prepared moments before. Honey looked at the empty bed in bewilderment and asked:

"Where's Yu-chan?" In the background the sound of running water came from the bathroom. Tamaki pointed to the door before leading the seven of them down the stairs.

It was about time they had a short chat with Tohru.

II

"So Yu-chan has to go to his main estate every year so he can watch people dance?"

"No, it's something that he has to do for three days because of a previous commitment,"

"Tama-chan, that doesn't sound right! From what Tohru-chan told me, all he has to do is stay at the house for three days and watch people dance. It doesn't make sense!"

"Tamaki-senpai, Honey-senpai, I think what Tohru-chan was trying to tell you was that Yuki-kun celebrates New Years with his family. Why don't you get that?"

"She's right you know. Tono, you don't need to have a spasm over something as simple as that," Tohru had tried to explain to them in the simplest way possible of why Yuki needed to go to the main house, even mentioning that Shigure and Kyo left too, leaving in the house alone on that day. When Haruhi heard that, she offered that she stay with them for a New Year's celebration and she agreed. Currently, she was changing out of her house clothes and into a more suitable outfit. While she was gone, the seven of them discussed how to interpret what the brown haired girl had told them.

"Kyoya, what do you think? I mean, isn't kind of strange for all of them to just leave Tohru-chan?"

"No, not at all. She isn't truly part of their family, so they have a choice of whether or not she's allowed to attend," There was a pregnant pause and an orange flash was seen through Haruhi's peripheral vision. The girl turned her head to look at the flash and she looked skeptically at the stairs.

"Damn rat! Why didn't you remind me we had to be at the stupid main house today?!"

"I thought you were aware of that. I specifically believe you complaining about your lack of involvement yesterday evening. Now, will you please move out of my way?"

"Hell no! I need to use your bathroom since Tohru is the other one!"

"And why do you think I would allow you to?"

"Shut up! Just move out of my way!"

"I cannot do that if you are standing in front of me and blocking my only exit,"

"Fine. You move left and I move right,"

"You do realize that my right is your left idiot?"

"Who you calling idiot!"

"You, now are you going to move?"

"God dammit, you are just so slow!"

There was a small crash and the slamming of a door before Haruhi heard footsteps descending down the stairs. Because she was facing the opposite from the door, she could not see who was walking through the door. The only clue to who it was, was the expression on Tamaki and the twins faces.

"Yuki-chan, you look-"

"My daughter is so pretty! Give your dad a hug!"

"You are not my father, so I believe I shall decline,"

"But Tama-chan is right, Yu-chan you look so nice!"

"Thank you Honey-senpai, but I wear this almost every year so it isn't particularly new," Yuki pulled at the light lavender fabric that was attached to the headpiece. The long traditional outfit pooled at his feet, but the only physical difference of the outfit from years previous was that Tohru had picked up a small silver hair bauble that she insisted that he wear tonight. It was her gift to him and when he told her that he didn't need any gift from her, she told him that it would make her happy if he took it.

"Are you dancing by any chance?" Kyoya was sipping on his tea at the very far edge of the kotatsu and did not speak when the silver haired boy entered the room.

"No," Yuki sat pulled up a small cushion and sat down, careful not to ruffle the fabric underneath him, "but how did you know-"

"Tohru-san spoke to us about your traditions," Yuki looked skeptical at the answer, but shrugged and took a cup of tea.

"Damn rat, are you going to end your little tea party soon or am I going to have to drag you out of this house?"

"Stupid cat, if you were more observant, you would know that I am waiting for Honda-san to return. When she returns, we will leave. Are you happy?"

"Che, just make sure you don't dawdle with your friends,"

"I'm surprised you know what dawdle means," Yuki said this calmly before talking another sip of tea. The twins looked amused at the two of them fighting, but mostly at Kyo's reactions.

"Why would you! I'm not stupid!"

"Kyo-kun, Yuki-kun, I'll be going with Haru-chan for New Years," At that, Kyo stopped his yelling and turned to the girl and gave a small smile. Yuki rolled his eyes at his cousin's actions, stood up and made his way to the front door.

"I hope you have a wonderful time then. We will see you soon," And with that, the two Sohma's were off.

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DRAMAH BOMB! No one wants to be eligible to get a drabble fic of their choice? I think I know why. Everyone wants to wait to see what people put so they can carefully use deduction skills! ^^ So the hints are: It's on a holiday that most people celebrate. ((Actually I think everyone celebrates it, but who knows?)) Deadline's today!

*I know this is not accurate according to the Fruits Basket Timeline, but that's what my plot called for :P*