Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Sleepless in Sohma House ❯ Misunderstanding ( Chapter 5 )
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By: Yuki_The_Rat 
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 10.26.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 951 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 10.26.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 951 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket or it’s characters. It belongs to Takaya Nasuki. Yuki too, life sucks sometimes.
Thanks to everyone for taking the time to read this far.
Sleepless in Sohma House
PART FIVE - Misunderstanding
AKITO *
The sky over the main house was fading into evening. Stretched out on the porch outside of Hatori’s office, Akito was feigning indifference. Dipping his right hand into the water garden, Akito made a silent show of playing with the rocks on the surface. Picking one out he examined it closely as if it were a diamond he was looking to purchase.
In actuality, Akito was completely focused on the drama that was unfolding around him. A few feet away from him, on the opposite side of the porch, Tohru Honda sat quietly sobbing. The little brat, Momiji, layed next to her, his head pillowed on Tohru’s lap. This annoyed Akito on too many levels. First of all, the little pain in the ass was 16. Sure, he looked young, but he was only a year younger then Tohru. This made Momiji’s present behavior completely inappropriate as far as Akito was concerned. To make matters worse, Tohru didn’t seem to mind. The girl just sat there, crying her eyes out over Yuki. In fact, she actually seemed to welcome the attention. Out of the corner of his eye, Akito watched as her hand played mindlessly with Momiji’s thick blond hair.
Of course, the bottom line was that Akito was simply and totally jealous. Here he was sitting just footsteps away from his deepest desire, and she was showering her attention on another. It drove Akito completely nuts. Sure, Akito was aware that inside Hatori’s office Yuki’s life was hanging in the balance, everyone was worried, and Tohru was merely comforting Momiji. But, hello, didn’t anyone notice that Akito had left the safety of his trusty window and actually graced them with his presence?
Akito had determined that the present situation was essentially a lucky twist of fate. Yuki’s accident, ‘what the hell happened to him anyway?’ had presented Akito with a rare opportunity. He had hoped that he might actually manage a few moments alone with his dream girl, and except for Momiji they were indeed alone. Hatori and Haru were behind the closed doors of Hatori’s office, attempting to breath life back into Yuki. Of course, the cow had refused to wait outside, but why hadn’t they included rabbit boy in there little lifesaving party.
“Momiji,” Akito said, finally, “go inside and check on how Yuki is doing.”
Akito was saddened by Tohru Honda’s sudden intake of breath, coupled with the quiet, unguarded, fear within her eyes at the thought of being alone with the head of the Sohma house.
“Akito,” Momiji hesitated, but only for a moment, the rabbit was well trained, “Okay.”
Standing, Momiji was just about to slide open the doors to Hatori’s office when they were opened, from the other side.
Upon seeing Hatori, Tohru jumped up from her seat on the porch, and rushed towards him. Her tear filled eyes begging for news.
“Yuki is okay,” Hatori answered the unspoken question, “but it was quite a close call. His asthma attack was the most severe that he has experience. He will need to spend the night here, under my supervision.”
“Can we see him?” Momiji asked, anxiously trying to peer past Hatori.
“I’d like to see him first.” Akito said, coldly, his voice void of true concern.
“No,” Tohru blurted out, “he won’t want to see you.” Immediately, she realized her mistake, and both of her hands flew up to cover her mouth. Akito eyed her thoughtfully.
“Actually, Akito…” Hatori started, trying to find the right words that would keep Akito at bay.
“You are right, Miss Tohru Honda,” Akito decided, to everyone’s astonishment. “It would probably just make Yuki uncomfortable. I don’t want to do that. Hatori, is it alright if Tohru and Momiji see him?”
“Uhh…” Hatori paused for a moment, dumbfounded, was Akito actually backing down from Tohru Honda? He must be feeling tired. “Umm … yes, of course, you can both go in, but one at a time and only for a moment. Don’t excite him.”
“You go first, Tohru.” Momiji offered graciously.
With a nod to the others, Tohru Honda entered Hatori’s office.
Hatori hurried to Akito’s side, “Are you feeling okay?” Hatori attempted to check Akito’s temperature placing a motherly hand to Akito’s forehead.
“I am fine,” Akito lashed out, smacking Hatori’s hand away. “get the hell away from me.”
TOHRU *
Tohru sucked in her breath nervously as she approached Yuki. Haru was seated on a chair beside the bed, his eyes red from crying. With a gentle finger he stroked the little rats back.
“Yuki,” Tohru spoke quietly, “are you awake?”
“Miss Honda? Is that you?” Yuki’s voice was hushed , as if speaking was a huge effort. “Come closer Miss Honda.”
Tohru’s face broke into a soft smile, Yuki was okay, her relief flooded her as she moved towards Yuki’s sick bed.
“Yuki, I am so sorry… I…” She started, and reach a hand out meaning to pet the tiny mouse.
“Don’t touch me, Miss Honda,” Yuki spat.
Haru’s eyes widened at the anger he heard in Yuki’s voice.
“I have only one thing to tell you Miss Honda.”
“Yuki?” Tohru’s face filled with confusion, she couldn’t recall Yuki ever sounding that way. Was that hatred?
“Miss Honda, I want you to go.” Yuki struggled to sit up in order to face Tohru. “I want you to move out. I hope to never see you again after today. Now leave, your presence makes me ill.”
Tohru sucked in air as if she had just taken a sharp punch to the stomach. All of the strength left her legs, and she dropped down to her knees. ‘What was she hearing? Yuki would never say something like that to her, never.’
“Yuki?” Haru questioned, Seeing the tears forming in his friend violet eyes, his shock quickly changed into a protective anger. Haru turned to Tohru.
“Tohru, you heard Yuki, get up.” Moving to Tohru‘s side, Haru pulled her to her feet.
His energy spent, Yuki laid back down, closing his eyes.
As Haru escorted her away from him, she heard a loud pop. Stealing one last glance backwards, as Haru slide the door open, Tohru saw Yuki’s beautiful, but disheveled, naked form. As she watched, unable to look away, Yuki pulled his knees to his chest and curled his body into a fetal position. The pose was one of a broken child. Seeing Yuki thus tore at Tohru’s heart, still she said nothing.
Haru gently pushed her out of the office and slid the door closed after her.
SHIGURE *
“You aren’t serious about moving out.” Shigure told Tohru. The two of them were standing inside Tohru’s room, and Tohru was packing her meager belongings into shopping bags.
“I have to Shigure, Yuki told me…” Unable to finish, Tohru turned her back to Shigure. Picking up the photo of her mother she hugged it to her chest.
“He didn’t mean it, Tohru, he was hurt. I’ll go to the main house myself. I’ll explain to him what really happened. Things will be fine.” Reaching out to the distressed girl he placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “Please, Tohru, I don’t want you to leave. None of us do.”
“Shigure, you don’t know… You didn’t see Yuki. I did that to him. I was the cause. Yuki could have died. And what about Kyo, he moved back to the mountains because of me. Kyo was finally starting to get better, and me, I ruined it, I ruined everything.” Breaking down, Tohru’s shoulders sagged and her mothers photo dropped from her hands to land on the floor.
“But you didn’t do anything wrong Tohru.” Shigure begged, turning the girl so that she was facing him. “Tohru, you are the best thing that has ever happened to this family, we can’t lose you.”
“Shigure…” Hesitating for a moment, Tohru fought the urge to hug Shigure, “Do you know how much I need a hug right now? Don’t you see how it is Shigure? I can’t even hug you guys. I don’t belong here.” Turning her back on Shigure again, Tohru was surprised when Shigure’s strong arms suddenly grabbed her. For a second she was hugged so tightly she couldn’t even breath, and she was amazed at how good it felt, but then, with a ear splittingly loud pop, the elder Sohma transformed into a gentle black dog.
“Shigure… I’m so sorry. I love you guys all so much, but it’s time for me to move on.” Picking up her mother’s photo, and gathering her bags into her arms, Tohru bent down to lay a gentle kiss on the top of the black dogs head. “Please don’t stop me, I need to do this.”
“But Tohru, where will you go? You’re not going to move into another tent, are you?”
“No, no, of course not. I can stay at Hana’s or Uotani’s. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”
Shigure, didn’t believe her, but he knew he couldn’t make her stay.
“Well, okay then, but promise my you’ll keep in touch.”
“Yes, I promise,” Tohru lied, and with a big goofy fake smile plastered to her face, Tohru Honda left the Sohma house, and once again was on her own.
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Okay, and that is chapter five. I hope I don’t have too many typo’s. I never catch them until after I post.
I have some interesting ideas about where to take this story now, I just wish I had more time to dedicate to writing it, and proofing it, I so need an editor, I suck!
Bye for now!
Thanks to everyone for taking the time to read this far.
Sleepless in Sohma House
PART FIVE - Misunderstanding
AKITO *
The sky over the main house was fading into evening. Stretched out on the porch outside of Hatori’s office, Akito was feigning indifference. Dipping his right hand into the water garden, Akito made a silent show of playing with the rocks on the surface. Picking one out he examined it closely as if it were a diamond he was looking to purchase.
In actuality, Akito was completely focused on the drama that was unfolding around him. A few feet away from him, on the opposite side of the porch, Tohru Honda sat quietly sobbing. The little brat, Momiji, layed next to her, his head pillowed on Tohru’s lap. This annoyed Akito on too many levels. First of all, the little pain in the ass was 16. Sure, he looked young, but he was only a year younger then Tohru. This made Momiji’s present behavior completely inappropriate as far as Akito was concerned. To make matters worse, Tohru didn’t seem to mind. The girl just sat there, crying her eyes out over Yuki. In fact, she actually seemed to welcome the attention. Out of the corner of his eye, Akito watched as her hand played mindlessly with Momiji’s thick blond hair.
Of course, the bottom line was that Akito was simply and totally jealous. Here he was sitting just footsteps away from his deepest desire, and she was showering her attention on another. It drove Akito completely nuts. Sure, Akito was aware that inside Hatori’s office Yuki’s life was hanging in the balance, everyone was worried, and Tohru was merely comforting Momiji. But, hello, didn’t anyone notice that Akito had left the safety of his trusty window and actually graced them with his presence?
Akito had determined that the present situation was essentially a lucky twist of fate. Yuki’s accident, ‘what the hell happened to him anyway?’ had presented Akito with a rare opportunity. He had hoped that he might actually manage a few moments alone with his dream girl, and except for Momiji they were indeed alone. Hatori and Haru were behind the closed doors of Hatori’s office, attempting to breath life back into Yuki. Of course, the cow had refused to wait outside, but why hadn’t they included rabbit boy in there little lifesaving party.
“Momiji,” Akito said, finally, “go inside and check on how Yuki is doing.”
Akito was saddened by Tohru Honda’s sudden intake of breath, coupled with the quiet, unguarded, fear within her eyes at the thought of being alone with the head of the Sohma house.
“Akito,” Momiji hesitated, but only for a moment, the rabbit was well trained, “Okay.”
Standing, Momiji was just about to slide open the doors to Hatori’s office when they were opened, from the other side.
Upon seeing Hatori, Tohru jumped up from her seat on the porch, and rushed towards him. Her tear filled eyes begging for news.
“Yuki is okay,” Hatori answered the unspoken question, “but it was quite a close call. His asthma attack was the most severe that he has experience. He will need to spend the night here, under my supervision.”
“Can we see him?” Momiji asked, anxiously trying to peer past Hatori.
“I’d like to see him first.” Akito said, coldly, his voice void of true concern.
“No,” Tohru blurted out, “he won’t want to see you.” Immediately, she realized her mistake, and both of her hands flew up to cover her mouth. Akito eyed her thoughtfully.
“Actually, Akito…” Hatori started, trying to find the right words that would keep Akito at bay.
“You are right, Miss Tohru Honda,” Akito decided, to everyone’s astonishment. “It would probably just make Yuki uncomfortable. I don’t want to do that. Hatori, is it alright if Tohru and Momiji see him?”
“Uhh…” Hatori paused for a moment, dumbfounded, was Akito actually backing down from Tohru Honda? He must be feeling tired. “Umm … yes, of course, you can both go in, but one at a time and only for a moment. Don’t excite him.”
“You go first, Tohru.” Momiji offered graciously.
With a nod to the others, Tohru Honda entered Hatori’s office.
Hatori hurried to Akito’s side, “Are you feeling okay?” Hatori attempted to check Akito’s temperature placing a motherly hand to Akito’s forehead.
“I am fine,” Akito lashed out, smacking Hatori’s hand away. “get the hell away from me.”
TOHRU *
Tohru sucked in her breath nervously as she approached Yuki. Haru was seated on a chair beside the bed, his eyes red from crying. With a gentle finger he stroked the little rats back.
“Yuki,” Tohru spoke quietly, “are you awake?”
“Miss Honda? Is that you?” Yuki’s voice was hushed , as if speaking was a huge effort. “Come closer Miss Honda.”
Tohru’s face broke into a soft smile, Yuki was okay, her relief flooded her as she moved towards Yuki’s sick bed.
“Yuki, I am so sorry… I…” She started, and reach a hand out meaning to pet the tiny mouse.
“Don’t touch me, Miss Honda,” Yuki spat.
Haru’s eyes widened at the anger he heard in Yuki’s voice.
“I have only one thing to tell you Miss Honda.”
“Yuki?” Tohru’s face filled with confusion, she couldn’t recall Yuki ever sounding that way. Was that hatred?
“Miss Honda, I want you to go.” Yuki struggled to sit up in order to face Tohru. “I want you to move out. I hope to never see you again after today. Now leave, your presence makes me ill.”
Tohru sucked in air as if she had just taken a sharp punch to the stomach. All of the strength left her legs, and she dropped down to her knees. ‘What was she hearing? Yuki would never say something like that to her, never.’
“Yuki?” Haru questioned, Seeing the tears forming in his friend violet eyes, his shock quickly changed into a protective anger. Haru turned to Tohru.
“Tohru, you heard Yuki, get up.” Moving to Tohru‘s side, Haru pulled her to her feet.
His energy spent, Yuki laid back down, closing his eyes.
As Haru escorted her away from him, she heard a loud pop. Stealing one last glance backwards, as Haru slide the door open, Tohru saw Yuki’s beautiful, but disheveled, naked form. As she watched, unable to look away, Yuki pulled his knees to his chest and curled his body into a fetal position. The pose was one of a broken child. Seeing Yuki thus tore at Tohru’s heart, still she said nothing.
Haru gently pushed her out of the office and slid the door closed after her.
SHIGURE *
“You aren’t serious about moving out.” Shigure told Tohru. The two of them were standing inside Tohru’s room, and Tohru was packing her meager belongings into shopping bags.
“I have to Shigure, Yuki told me…” Unable to finish, Tohru turned her back to Shigure. Picking up the photo of her mother she hugged it to her chest.
“He didn’t mean it, Tohru, he was hurt. I’ll go to the main house myself. I’ll explain to him what really happened. Things will be fine.” Reaching out to the distressed girl he placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “Please, Tohru, I don’t want you to leave. None of us do.”
“Shigure, you don’t know… You didn’t see Yuki. I did that to him. I was the cause. Yuki could have died. And what about Kyo, he moved back to the mountains because of me. Kyo was finally starting to get better, and me, I ruined it, I ruined everything.” Breaking down, Tohru’s shoulders sagged and her mothers photo dropped from her hands to land on the floor.
“But you didn’t do anything wrong Tohru.” Shigure begged, turning the girl so that she was facing him. “Tohru, you are the best thing that has ever happened to this family, we can’t lose you.”
“Shigure…” Hesitating for a moment, Tohru fought the urge to hug Shigure, “Do you know how much I need a hug right now? Don’t you see how it is Shigure? I can’t even hug you guys. I don’t belong here.” Turning her back on Shigure again, Tohru was surprised when Shigure’s strong arms suddenly grabbed her. For a second she was hugged so tightly she couldn’t even breath, and she was amazed at how good it felt, but then, with a ear splittingly loud pop, the elder Sohma transformed into a gentle black dog.
“Shigure… I’m so sorry. I love you guys all so much, but it’s time for me to move on.” Picking up her mother’s photo, and gathering her bags into her arms, Tohru bent down to lay a gentle kiss on the top of the black dogs head. “Please don’t stop me, I need to do this.”
“But Tohru, where will you go? You’re not going to move into another tent, are you?”
“No, no, of course not. I can stay at Hana’s or Uotani’s. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”
Shigure, didn’t believe her, but he knew he couldn’t make her stay.
“Well, okay then, but promise my you’ll keep in touch.”
“Yes, I promise,” Tohru lied, and with a big goofy fake smile plastered to her face, Tohru Honda left the Sohma house, and once again was on her own.
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Okay, and that is chapter five. I hope I don’t have too many typo’s. I never catch them until after I post.
I have some interesting ideas about where to take this story now, I just wish I had more time to dedicate to writing it, and proofing it, I so need an editor, I suck!
Bye for now!