Fruits Basket Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Kyo's Wish ❯ Tohru? ( Chapter 2 )

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What will Kyoko do now that Kyo's secret is out to her. How will this change the history of Kyo and Tohru? Who's to know?

Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.27.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.1K | Visits: 278 | Status: Work In Progress

Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket (Natsuki Takaya). I only own my idea.

Kyo's Wish

I could feel her hands lift me from under my arms, the cool breeze running up my spine along with the anxiousness of hearing what she would say now that she knew the truth about me. My ugly truth. She's looking so intensely into my eyes, like trying to figure out what secrets may lay within them. Then, they take on those that have found what they thought was lost until they are grasping it in their hands.

“I love cats,” I tense as she wraps her arms around me and then relax into her warmth. What I would give to just rest here forever.

“Just don't tell anyone,” I'm trying to say this as nonchalant as I can, hoping that Kyoko-kun can't see through it.

“How is this possible?” I don't know quite where to begin, it is hard not to go with my instincts and clam up from questions about me being the cat, but it is Kyoko-sama.

“Do you know the story of the banquet and the animals from the zodiac?” she smiles at this.

“Oh, yes. I tell that to Tohru all the time,” then that look of pure bliss appears on her face again, “Tohru would love you. She tells me all the time that she wants to stop being the year of the dog and be the year of the cat. She's so cute when she cries over you not being able to enjoy the banquet. You must meet her.” I jump on her chest, knocking her over onto her back in her surprise and press my paw to her mouth.

“You can't. This must be kept a secret,” she looks at me with those loving eyes again and I move my paw back to my side sheepishly for having have been so forward. “Please don't.”

“Kyo, your secret's safe with me,” I jump off of her chest and look around for my clothes. My attention is caught when they are waved in front of me. She must have tucked them under her arm when she ran into this alley.

“Thanks,” She sets them in front of me lightly so as not to ruin them in the water from this dank alley, littered with garbage from yesterday's trash. I feel her pet me making my hind legs raise instinctively from the contact.

“I should be thanking you. You risked your life and secret to save my life,” the pangs of guilt hit me, making me remember what had happened the first time around. In a puff of smoke, I feel myself back on my own two feet, covering myself up. I reach for my clothes as Kyoko-sama stands with her back to me politely, dressing in my ebony cargo pants and white button-up shirt.

“You can turn around now,” I must have lost my shoes back in the middle of the street, but don't dare risk going back for them. Don't want anybody putting two and two together. I can see that she is very uncomfortable standing here in this alley, hearing the faint sound of cars going by just outside. “I have to be going,” I head towards the opening of the alley.

“Wait,” I stop in my tracks and glance behind at her, her hand slightly outstretched to me, “Come and have dinner tonight with us? Tohru's cooking is the best,” I smile knowing all too well just how good Tohru's cooking is from a first-hand experience.

“I guess,” trying to sound as if I don't care. After giving me directions to her house, she waves good bye to me while heading towards work. I glance at the sheet of paper with them on it before stuffing them in my pocket. The concrete is cold under my feet, but I ignore it.

There's nothing left to do, but head home. I can't stand school. Everybody bothers me about my orange hair, but it's kind of nice being there for some reason. I put my hands into my pockets and feel a round object in the pocket that doesn't have the directions. I pull it out, feeling the warmth surround my fingers. There sitting in it is that purple jewel again. I feel my burgundy eyes widen. I still have it, it's all real. I place it in my pocket and race towards my house with ShishÅ-sama. I can feel the cool breeze flowing through my orange hair, my legs thrumming with the beat of my feet against the pavement.

When I get home, I am quick to my room. I open my top drawer and place the jewel in one of my caps. Picking up the cap as gently as possible, I open my closet and put it on the top shelf in the corner so that it's hidden from view. I have to keep this safe so that no one will use it.

I walk out of my room and around the house near the front, knowing that ShishÅ-sama usually hangs out around here. I look from around the corner to see him talking to some of the other Sohma's. He glances over his shoulder at me and in a few seconds the group of people leave, whispering as they usually do about how ShishÅ-sama is so nice having to raise the cat all by himself. I glare at them from my position, until I see ShishÅ-sama walking towards me.

“Kyo, is there anything you need,” I shake my head, but as he turns his back to me I take my chance and aim a punch him. He's too smart for that, though, as his hand blocks mine. He smiles at me, knowing all too well that I just wanted to get in some training with him one-on-one.

It's five-thirty and I'm all showered from my training with ShishÅ-sama. I grab my white collared jacket to cover my black tank top with a black pair of paints as usual. I rush into the street before ShishÅ-sama can ask me where I'm going and follow Kyoko-sama's directions to her house. I'm not sure what to do as I stand in front of her door and stuff the directions into my jacket pocket. I knock tentatively, trying to make as little noise as possible, but I'm found out and the door opens. There, standing before, just a little shorter than me, is Tohru with that smile on her face that makes me feel like I can't resist her. I have to smile at her because there aren't any words that I can think of to use.

“Are you Kyo-kun?” I nod dumbly before seeing Kyoko-sama pop out of nowhere and hug Tohru from behind.

“Kyonkyon,” she smiles happily at me and shuffles my head. I growl lowly, but she just leads me into the house. It's nice in here, if not simple. In a few seconds, dinner is served. Sitting around the table is Kyoko-sama at the head, Hana-chan and Uo-chan to the right of her, and Tohru to the left of Kyoko-sama. Leaving the seat next to Tohru left open for me.

I can smell it even before it is brought to the table. Leeks~! I feel my stomach grumble uneasily from the thought of those nasty green things. I grimace outwardly at the thought of even putting that thing in my mouth. I look over at Tohru, whose setting the dish on the table.

“You don't like it? I'll make something else,” I open my mouth, not really knowing what is going to come out when I'm interrupted.

“Don't,” Uo-chan gets up, chopsticks in hand, and stuffs a big gallop of leeks into my mouth. I feel my face go pale, trying not to taste this nasty substance as it slides down my throat. I hear Kyoko laugh at my face and Tohru blanche at Uo-chan's bold move. Hana-chan just sits across the table with a grin on her face. It's hard to read her, as usual.

Tohru stands up and walks into the kitchen. After a few minutes she walks out with a steaming dish in her hands. It's my favorite fish. The one that Tohru makes for me whenever I'm not doing my training…well, when I used to do my training. Something that have been happening in a year, but I really don't know how this will change the future.

I can tell that Hana-chan is trying to read my waves and seems content, but a little anxious, after a while. Uo-chan is giving me the playful glare that she always gets promising a lot of teasing if the situation lets. Tohru keeps glancing at me and smiling her caring smile, while Kyoko-sama just glances around the table with that smile still on her face from the leek incident. The dinner is great, but it's not surprising. I offer to help Tohru clean the dishes, something that I usually wouldn't do at home. But I want to see if she is the same Tohru that I know. She's much shorter, with her hair not as long as I'm used to. It's about three inches past her shoulders. I take of my jacket and place it on the counter in the kitchen, not wanting it to get wet from the dishes. When she hands me a dish, she smiles. When my arm grazes hers, she smiles. When she coughs at the smell of the soap, she smiles. I never really noticed these little quirks before.

“Kyo-sama? Have you ever heard of the story with God, the animals, and the banquet?” I nod at her, trying to figure out where she's going with this, “Which animal would you be?”

“…” I shrug, not knowing what to say. It's not like I can tell her the truth. I don't even know how she'll react.

“I would be the cat,” I look at her, my eyes softening like they always do when I look at her, “it's so sad that he didn't get to go to the banquet. Dreaming of how the party would be the next day and never getting to experience it.” I see the tears all ready pricking the side of her eyes. I set the plate down from my hand, trying to find something to either cheer her up or wipe her tears. I can't find anything so I'll I'm left to do is pat her back. I can feel her leaning in before it even begins and reluctantly put my free hand on her shoulder holding her back. She looks up at me, her eyes making me want to let her hug me.

“I…”

“I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so forward,” she turns around, hiding her feelings again from those so as not to bring them down.

“Don't,” she turns to look at me, “you don't have to be happy for somebody else. You can cry if you are feeling down.” She smiles at me, a tear rolling down her cheek.

“I'm sorry, Kyo-sama.”

“Kyo-kun,” instead of yelling at her for calling my name, I turn back to the sink with her joining my side seconds later washing quietly with tears streaming down her face. The only thing that matters is that she is still smiling, through all of this.

By the time that the dishes were done, it seemed that Tohru was all ready over her emotions or was covering them very well. Her eyes were a little puffy, but she looked fine. I ruffled her hair playfully before exiting the kitchen and she giggled at me from underneath my hand. Kyoko, Uo-chan, and Hana-chan looked up from their card game as we exited through the door.

“All done,” Tohru smiled at her mother. Kyoko looked between me and Tohru before getting up, setting her cards down on the table.

“It's getting late. I think I should be getting home,” Tohru looks down at the floor, Uo-chan puts her cards down on the table as well, Hana-chan is slowly braiding her hair looking at me with those non-expressive eyes, and Kyoko-sama just waiting for me to say anything else.

“Would you like to come again sometime?” Tohru pops out of nowhere, as usual. I look at her, her eyes barely coming up to meet mine.

“Okay,” she raises her eyes finally to mine and smiles at me.

“Next time, I'll remember not to make leeks,” I grin, nodding at her and then finally to the others.

I'm walking, the cool breeze in my hair, the smell of grass meeting my nose, the sound of the cars going by behind me on the main road, and the dark path waiting ahead for me to come and explore it. I stop and stare up at the sky, the stars twinkling down on me. I feel a hand on my shoulder and instinctively grab it, swing around, and make to hit the unknown assailant. I stop myself short as I see a look of pure terror on Tohru's face. She's clutching my jacket in one of her hands shakily.

“I just wanted to give you your jacket,” I let go of her wrist.

“I'm sorry,” she drops the jacket from her hand and turns around, running away. I don't want her to fear me. I run after her as fast as I can, calling her name, asking her to stop with all of my heart because I realized a long time ago that she was all that I've ever wanted. She's so close.