Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Beware of Dog ❯ Chapter 4

Beware! Dog

Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket. The honor goes to Natsuki Takaya. The characters that you probably won't recognize will be minor characters, and most likely won't show up in more than at least one chapter. They will be of my creation, and, unless I say otherwise, will be free for anyone's use.

Writer's Corner: Okay…so…If you notice, I've skipped a lot of the story to come here…Ah…but it's all for a purpose! I might go back to it, I might not….-quietly- I might mention some of it in this chapter…-back to normal- yes yes…I'm a writer in bloom, just learning the method of anticipation in a story. I hate it…I hate writing things that I don't want to happen, but have to happen to keep the story good and such…yeah…it sucks! Oh well…Here ya'll go with another dark-like chapter!

Oh yeah…so no one is confused: Tohru-Akiko, Yuki-Toshi, Kyou-Naoe, Hatori-Hiroto (any others will be explained in the parenthesis, ok? Yes…this is relevant to the chapter!)

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-Beware of Dog: Memoirs of the Greatest Novelist to Ever Live!-

( Title taken from the great mind of Shigure…ah…he would've sued me if I didn't say that…yes…-.-` he's the greatest, hottest, super-est, awesomest novelist to ever walk the Earth..[There, that should prevent any thoughts of sue-ing at me from Gure >>;] Hm…this chapter is also generously given to me by Shigure <<; There…this small disclaimer is stating that this chapter belongs to Shigure! If you steal, he will be angry, sue me, then I'll be angry, and hope for bad luck to you all! [Shigure: -fwaps- don't say that Shii-chan! That's so mean!] T.T gomen ne…ah…enjoy the excerpt written by Shigure!)

Que Sera Sera…

My life saying, and it's never failed me once…until recent events. Love for the Fool Hearted was a story about a murderer falling in love with the woman pursuing him…A series of eight books that ended quite terribly, if I must say so myself, but this story is also the one story that changed me…for the worse.

I've always been a humble man, never seemed to take things seriously, when I actually did consider things serious. But, I guess, even the humblest of men can change.

I've led an easy, successful life ever since I was born, I could say, but I don't think I would want to start my story when and where I was born; I was born with the name Shigure Sohma, not David Copperfield, for those who wanted to know. I actually want to start my story summer, three years ago, when a certain someone came to live with me and my cousin, Toshi.

This girl was a lovely girl, lovely in ways like she loved to clean and take care of us ruthless men - Toshi, our over-tempered cousin Naoe, and myself - and she did it all for the knowledge that she'd be able to live at my home and be accepted by everyone she meets. Her name is Akiko [actually, it isn't, I'm just using alias names for all except for myself to protect secrecy…did I mention that I am a humble man?].

Everyday for three years Akiko would cook and clean for us three men, and she captured the hearts of every Sohma she's met…well, almost every Sohma, but I won't get into that just yet. Well, one could imagine that, after three years of service, I, or someone, would give Akiko a break, force her to sit down and relax for a month at least. Well…I guess I'm now brought back to my novel series…

I'm not proud of what I did, I don't think anyone would ever be proud of actions such as the ones I did to Akiko. As I was writing my series, something woke up inside me that somehow decided it needed to take control of my body and do things against my, and other's, will. I didn't know what was happening until it was too late…She hated me, I could tell…and, to this day, I'm sure she hates me still. It's been three years since that incident, and I haven't spoken with her.

Love for the Fool Hearted, as my personal doctor believes, seems to have awakened a disease of some sort in my brain. The disease? Schizophrenia. I had hoped it was a disease, if nothing else, because I knew that I would never intentionally harm Akiko in any way. So, I was out of my mind, literally.

The day I found out about my disease, it was the day after my attack on Akiko. From somewhere between my falling into unconsciousness and waking up, I had been moved to Hiroto's office. Hiroto is my personal doctor…actually, he's the family doctor, but I can't get away from the old me, even though the old me isn't all here.

When I awoke from my unconsciousness, I found Hiroto sitting next to me in another chair. He took one look at me and, with his monotone voice, told me…

“Akiko-chan told me what happened…everything…”

I honestly didn't know what to say. I had just woken up from being unconscious, and I had no idea what it was that he was talking about.

“What do you mean? Why am I here, Hiroto?”

“I'll put this plain and simple for someone like you to understand: you fainted after shamelessly raping Akiko-chan. Now…how can you explain that, Shigure?”

The look he gave me and the news he gave me both sent a twinge of pain in my head, and I felt shivers run down my spine. Within seconds, I remembered what had happened the night before, and, before I knew it, tears were streaming down my face. I am not proud to say that I was crying, but I am proud to say that I was crying for her. The way she looked under me, the blood between her legs, the salty tears on her face, and her beautiful chestnut brown hair all knotty…I couldn't stop crying.

I cried for hours, but I only cried loudly for about thirty minutes. Once I had calmed down some Hiroto immediately began asking me questions, and I would reply with a weak answer, not in the mood for conversation. He finished the questioning, and left me alone, in which I ended up crying for hours, as I have already mentioned. Once the hours of crying ended did Hiroto come to me with the news.

Akiko had come to see me…

Hiroto had called my home, I later found out, and Akiko wanted to come over to see how I was doing. She was accompanied by Toshi, though I only saw a second of him, for he was called into Hiroto's office, leaving Akiko and myself alone. Toshi look livid.

It was awkward for us, Akiko and me; so awkward that we didn't speak for a full forty-five minutes. I didn't know what to say, and I could tell she didn't either. When someone did say something, it was her, with her normal apology.

“I must have done something to have made you feel that way. I'm really sorry Shigure-san, please believe that I'm really sorry.”

I couldn't help it, I scoffed a few times amusedly.

“Don't apologize Akiko-chan,” I said after a few minutes. “You did nothing. You shouldn't be apologizing unless you have a good reason to. If anything, I am the one owing you a thousand apologies…more than a thousand even.”

“I know you didn't mean it, Shigure-san,” she said quietly, touching my tear stained cheek. I couldn't believe it…she touched me! “If it lightens the mood some, I've finished the novel you wrote…the ending was sad, but I loved it nonetheless.” Yet another disbelief: she would read that trash after what I did to her?!

I stared dumbly at her, not knowing what to say. It had become too awkward, and I didn't want to talk to her anymore, afraid that I might change again and jump on her again.

I lay down on the sofa I was on, and turned from her. I didn't want to give her the cold shoulder, but I had no other choice of how to tell her that I didn't want to talk anymore. I heard her sigh, apologize once again, and leave. I was out like a light again…Hiroto told me that.

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End Notes: I don't want to write this story anymore! It's so sad and depressing…so angsty! I want to cry…I can't believe that I thought of Shigure like this. This is a very, very hard story for me to write. Shigure is my favorite character and I made him angsty. Well, if you're wanting another excerpt, you'll have to wait another few chapters. Well, you know the drill…review if you want more!