A/N: Hi everyone, this is fantasyanimegirl283! This is my first FanFiction, on the anime, Fruits Basket. I repeat, the anime, not the manga! If it was the manga, it would be very long! Please review and enjoy!


In a Fruits Basket - Chapter One: We're in What?!


"Arya!" My sister called out from the kitchen. She sat hunched over, impatiently twirling her brown, thick hair. She stared at her computer screen, as if staring at it would give her answers. I slowly strode into the kitchen, nearly tripping over the long jeans I was wearing.

"My gosh, Arya! Keep that up and you'll barely make it up the stairs!" She began to laugh, then quickly stared back at her screen.

"I ran out of things to wear! These are your jeans! Anyway, what did you need?" I asked, lazily opening the fridge.

"I need some help with my art assignment!" She cried, "I can't seem to draw a..." Crud, where's the milk? I searched behind the yogurt and eggs. I can't have cereal without my milk! I finally found the milk carton. I took out a bowl, then tipped the carton over. Nothing! Not even a single drop! It was empty.

"And that's why I need you to help me!" she explained. I looked back at my sister. Completely ignoring her, I shook the carton in her face, saying, "Is there any more?" She slammed a fist down at the counter, "What do you mean? Were you even listening to me?"

I nodded. "Uh, yeah."

She raised an eyebrow at me. "Oh really? What did I ask you to draw for me?" My eyes quickly went to her computer screen. She searched up a tutorial of how to draw a realistic looking bear.

"You wanted me to help you draw a bear. For your art poster on nature, right?" I guessed.

"Damn, so you were listening," she mumbled. I smirked at my small victory.

"So will you help me or not?" She shouted a bit too harshly.

"Ever heard of 'manners', Mai?" I shouted back, "Now stop ordering me around!" I noticed we were always arguing for the past few days, ever since Mom and Dad left for a business trip. I stormed out of the room.

"Hey! Don't you leave while I'm talking to you!" she yelled.

"You're not my mom!" I said.

"If I were you'd be so dead!"

"Well too bad, you're not! So shut up, you're getting on my nerves!" I stomped on the stairs as I got to my room.

I swung my legs against my wall in anger. It sent a shiver of pain down my legs. Why'd I do that?! It only took me a few seconds for me to then realize the aching, burning sensation had reached my foot. I tried my best not to scream in pain. I winced, gritting my teeth together. I stared back at my wall. Not even a dent. I sat on my bed.

"Why is she so stupid?" I muttered to myself.

"Arya!" Mai screamed once more. Great. I heard her quick footsteps get closer as she got upstairs.

"I thought you were going to help me!" she yelled.

I replied, "I didn't say I was going to help you. I'm busy."

"Busy beating up a wall. Give up, dear, you've got no chance."

"Shut up," I simply said, then got an idea. I smiled a bit, "I was thinking of helping you, my dear sister, but, with that tone... I don't know..." I trailed off, teasing, "If you had used your manners, and asked nicely, I wouldn't have hesitated. Then you decided to scream at me."

I jumped backwards, landing on my bed, and took out the first volume of Fruits Basket.

"You're a real wise ass!" she hissed. I could feel her glare through the pages.

"Yup, I'm definitely not helping you." I smirked.

"Ugh!" She spat, and smashed her foot on the bed, barely missing my face.

I shouted, "What the-?" She slapped the book out of my hands. It flew across the room and hit the wall. "Shoot!" I yelled, and reached for the book.

"You bent the pages, idiot!" I said. She just shrugged. My voice came out louder than I expected, "Stupid! This is the first volume of Fruits Bas-"

Suddenly, I felt dizzy. I stumbled, my shaking hands desperately trying to grab a hold of something. I collapsed, my vision swirling. I heard my sister call my name, her footsteps getting closer. To my surprise, she collapsed as well. She landed with a big thud. I held onto the book with my last ounce of strength. I stared at my beige ceiling, until it faded to black.

I woke up, seeing an orange ceiling. It was very thin, and some sunlight shone through. How long was I out? I looked around, seeing my sister still knocked out, but in a sleeping bag next to me. We weren't in my room. We were in a tent. I started to panic, thinking we got kidnapped. Then I realized I still had my book in my hands.

I was so scared, my breath quick, "W-where are we?" I scanned the area, seeing our two backpacks. Beside it were textbooks that were neatly stacked. I opened my backpack, seeing a bunch of my clothes, a towel, and my toiletries. Deep, at the very bottom, I saw a blue school uniform and tie.

"What the-" I stammered in confusion.

My sister's eyes fluttered open. She woke up with a start, "Oh my gosh! What's going on?" She turned around, stunned.

"Where- where are we?" She whimpered. Then, it hit me, as my heart began to race, my head throbbing from shock.

My voice was barely a whisper, as I choked out, "We're in Fruits Basket."