Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Sleepless in Sohma House ❯ The Nature of His Curse - Part One ( Chapter 22 )
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By: Yuki_The_Rat 
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 12.21.2003 | Updated On: 12.23.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 781 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 12.21.2003 | Updated On: 12.23.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 781 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket or it's characters. It belongs to Takaya Nasuki. Yuki too, enough said.
Sleepless in Sohma House
PART TWENTY TWO - THE NATURE OF HIS CURSE (Part one)
YUKI *
It was hot again. ‘I hate this.’ Yuki thought, pushing himself out of his bed and dragging himself slowly to the window. ‘Why is this room always like this?’ He wondered, and slid his hands through the curtain to unlock and push his window open.
Walking back to his bed, he peeked at the clock 4:45am. He would need to get up in just a short while. “Brilliant, another night without sleep.” He complained, and crawled back under his covers.
“What in the world is wrong with me, anyway?” He said to the empty room, and turned on his side to stare out the window at the full moon. “Hatsuharu.” He told himself, “Hatsuharu is what’s wrong with me. He’s such a fool, and that ridiculous temper of his, I can’t stand it. It’s insane, he’s out of control.” Closing his eyes, Yuki pictured his cousin. His mind wandered backwards, to the afternoon, to the stair wail. He imagined Haru’s lustful eyes, as he had licked and sucked at his hand, and he thought about the passionate force behind Haru’s kiss. “Haru.” Yuki whispered, wrapping his arms around himself, and fighting off the feeling that was growing deep within his belly. “What are you doing to me?”
“You broke my heart, Yuki.” He heard his cousin’s voice in his head, and remembered exactly how he looked as he had said it. “I’m sorry, Haru.” Yuki mumbled. Pulling his knees to his chest, Yuki tried to push the white haired boy from his mind. He found that he couldn’t. He was still imagining the pain in Haru’s smoldering gray eyes when his alarm went off at 6:00 am.
TOHRU *
The sky outside Akito’s window was just starting to awaken. Tohru Honda yawned softly, and closed the diary. It was already morning. She was exhausted, and she felt completely miserable. It if was possible for her to cry, she would, but she couldn’t, not anymore. Hatori’s handkerchief, which she still possessed, was soaked through, and the simple truth was that she had nothing left inside of her. She had never known that it was actually possible to cry oneself dry, but she had done exactly that. She was empty.
She knew now, all of it. Everything that Hatori had not be able to tell her. She knew the families deepest secrets. Secrets that even Akito, himself, did not know. Worst of all, she knew the true nature of Akito’s curse. Akito was born to die, he harbored the dark soul of the zodiac curse. For a thousand years, it had been the same. The head of the family, lived a life of illness, anger, and pain, and then he died. It had not changed in a thousand years, his destiny was inescapable, but why? That was the only question that the diary did not answer. Why? Who had decided that it was to be this way? Who had cursed this family?
Walking from Akito’s sitting room, to his bed, she looked down upon her future husband. He was so innocently beautiful, she thought to herself. Seeing him like this, it seemed impossible that his body was the vessel of such impossible evil. “I love you, Akito.” She whispered, and placed the diary back inside it’s velvet bag. School would have to wait, she decided. I need to rest, and I need to speak with Hatori, but right now I just need to be near him. Stuffing the velvet bag into her tote bag, she dropped it to the floor, and collapsed into the comfortable chair near his bedside. Leaning forward, she pulled the covers up, over his thin shoulders, and placed a motherly kiss upon his cheek. Then resting her head on the spare pillow, she closed her eyes. It wasn’t a particularly comfortable position, the couch would have suited her better, but the couch was in the sitting room, so far away from him. For just a moment, she considered just crawling into bed beside him, but they were not married yet, that would be improper. This would have to do, she decided. Clearing her mind of her worries, she willed herself to sleep.
YUKI *
“Excuse me, Miss Uotani,” Yuki called out, leaving his seat in the front row, and scurrying to the back row where Uo, Hana and Kyo had seats.
“What do you want, rat boy?” Kyo grumbled, class has just ended, and Kyo was impatient to escape. He was looking forward to walking Uo home. Last night, the two of them had enjoyed their pizza, and afterwards they had stayed up late and watched an anime together. Half way through, Kyo had fallen asleep on the couch. He was surprised to be woken up, this morning, by the smell of burnt toast. Obviously, Uo did not share Tohru’s natural talent in the kitchen. It was okay, Kyo decided, Uo had plenty of other charms which made up for that.
“Did I say anything to you, you stupid cat?” Yuki asked, and brushed his hair out of his eyes so that he could address Uo. “I was wondering if you were planning on seeing Miss Honda today. I took these note for her, since she missed class again today. I know that she wouldn’t want to get behind in her school work, and I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind delivering them for me.”
“No!” Uo said simply, standing up and heading for the door.
“You won’t?” Yuki wondered, following Uo, Kyo and Hana out of class.
In the hallway, Uo stopped, looking at first Yuki, and then Kyo. “You should take the notes to Tohru. Orange Top, you should go with him.”
“No way.” Kyo and Yuki both mumbled.
“Listen you two, personally, I have no desire to go within ten feet of that house ever again. That doctor guy creeps the shit out of me. What is his problem anyway? Aside from that, you jerks are Tohru’s best friends. I understand that she hurt you, and that you both clearly have issues with this Akito guy, but right now, Tohru needs your support. So, no, I won’t take your notes to Tohru. If you want her to have them, take them yourself. Hana let’s go.” Finished, Uo and Hana walked away, leaving Yuki humbled by her scorn, and Kyo just pissed.
“Well, so much for walking her home.” Kyo growled, and headed off in the opposite direction. Yuki hurried after him.
“You know Kyo. I think that Miss Uotani is right. I’m going to do it. I’m going to take these notes to Miss Honda. Would you come with me?”
“No way in hell, rat boy.” Kyo snarled. “Go by yourself.”
“Fine then, I will.” Yuki informed Kyo, and turned around to head for the school exit.
HARU *
Haru sat waiting on a low wall across from the school. This vantage point afforded him the best opportunity to keep an eye on both the front and side school exits. He was waiting for Yuki to walk out. He was anxious to finish their conversation from the day before, and he didn’t want to risk missing him.
“Haru.” He heard Yuki’s voice behind him, and turned to see Yuki heading his way.
“Yuki, I was watching for you.” Haru told him and stood to meet him. “How did you get past me?”
“Back door, Haru.” Yuki informed him.
“There’s a back door? When did they put that in?” Haru wondered, and Yuki smiled at his cousin’s naivety. “So, um… Yuki. I was wondering if I could walk you home. I wanted to finish our talk.” Haru glommed onto Yuki’s arm, and smiled sweetly at him. He had thought over what Yuki had said to him yesterday, and he realized that Yuki was probably right.
“Well, actually, is it alright if I walk you home, instead?” Yuki requested. “I was going to stop by the main house and see Miss Honda.”
“Oh…” Haru said, losing his smile without intending to. Sure, Yuki might be right, but that didn’t make Haru any less jealous. “Never mind, I just remembered something that I have to do.” Pulling away, Haru took off.
“Haru, Wait!” Yuki called out, and ran after him, grabbing his arm and pulling him back. “Can we talk for a few minutes first, then?”
Haru looked at him, and nodded, jealous or not, he really did want to hear what Yuki had to say.
Dragging him by his arm Yuki pulled him away, out of the muddle of students that were exiting the school, and over to a small patch of grass. Yuki sat down, and Haru plopped down beside him.
Then they both waited for the other to say something. In the end, Yuki was the first to speak.
“Haru, I’m sorry that I’ve made things so hard on you, but I think I’ve figured it out. How I feel, I mean.” Now Yuki was blushing and staring down at his hands shyly, this certainly wasn’t easy.
Haru held his breath and waited… and waited… and then waited some more.
“I…” Yuki began again, “Haru… I.”
“L.O.V.E.” Came the unwelcome cheer, and The Prince Yuki fan club rushed towards them. “WE LOVE YUKI, YUKI, YUKI!”
“Oh, shit.” Haru growled, and gave up. He was about to stand up, about to leave. He had to escape, he would kill these stupid fan club girls if he stayed. “Just forget it, Yuki. I already know what you‘re going to say. It‘s alright, I get it. You‘re straight. You love Tohru.”
“Don‘t go!” Yuki yelled at him, and stopped him by wrapping his arms around his waist. “Don’t go, please, Haru, because I need to talk to you.“ Yuki gazed into Haru’s eyes, and smiled tenderly. “I need to tell you something, Haru.” Yuki put his hands to his cousin’s face, and gazed intently into his eyes. When he spoke again, it wasn‘t in a whisper. Yuki spoke loud and clear and openly. He wanted to be certain that Haru would hear him, that Haru would understand. That there would be no more misunderstandings. “Haru, I haven‘t stopped thinking about you, not once over the last two weeks. I can’t stand sleeping alone anymore, because I need you there beside me, holding me. Haru, I want you, not Miss Honda, not anyone else, only you. Haru, I’m in love with you.” Ignoring the fan club girls, and forgetting about all the other students that were certain to see, Yuki put his lips to Haru’s and he kissed him, devotedly.
“OH, MY GOD!” One of the fan club girls screamed, and pointed at them. “PRINCE YUKI’S GAY!”
Pulling back from the kiss, Yuki blushed sweetly, and laughed. “Yes,” He whispered to Haru. “I think she might be right.”
“GROSS, ISN’T THAT HIS COUSIN?” Someone else noticed.
“We are pretty fucked up, aren’t we?” Haru said, with tears of joy in his eyes. Pushing Yuki down on the grass, Haru crawled on top of him, and smothered him with his mouth.
Let them talk, Yuki decided, this felt too damn good. Pushing his hands into the back pockets of Haru’s tight uniform pants, Yuki opened his mouth, and welcomed Haru’s tongue.
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Hee hee hee…. : )
Well, I am going to go write the rest of this chapter now…
Sleepless in Sohma House
PART TWENTY TWO - THE NATURE OF HIS CURSE (Part one)
YUKI *
It was hot again. ‘I hate this.’ Yuki thought, pushing himself out of his bed and dragging himself slowly to the window. ‘Why is this room always like this?’ He wondered, and slid his hands through the curtain to unlock and push his window open.
Walking back to his bed, he peeked at the clock 4:45am. He would need to get up in just a short while. “Brilliant, another night without sleep.” He complained, and crawled back under his covers.
“What in the world is wrong with me, anyway?” He said to the empty room, and turned on his side to stare out the window at the full moon. “Hatsuharu.” He told himself, “Hatsuharu is what’s wrong with me. He’s such a fool, and that ridiculous temper of his, I can’t stand it. It’s insane, he’s out of control.” Closing his eyes, Yuki pictured his cousin. His mind wandered backwards, to the afternoon, to the stair wail. He imagined Haru’s lustful eyes, as he had licked and sucked at his hand, and he thought about the passionate force behind Haru’s kiss. “Haru.” Yuki whispered, wrapping his arms around himself, and fighting off the feeling that was growing deep within his belly. “What are you doing to me?”
“You broke my heart, Yuki.” He heard his cousin’s voice in his head, and remembered exactly how he looked as he had said it. “I’m sorry, Haru.” Yuki mumbled. Pulling his knees to his chest, Yuki tried to push the white haired boy from his mind. He found that he couldn’t. He was still imagining the pain in Haru’s smoldering gray eyes when his alarm went off at 6:00 am.
TOHRU *
The sky outside Akito’s window was just starting to awaken. Tohru Honda yawned softly, and closed the diary. It was already morning. She was exhausted, and she felt completely miserable. It if was possible for her to cry, she would, but she couldn’t, not anymore. Hatori’s handkerchief, which she still possessed, was soaked through, and the simple truth was that she had nothing left inside of her. She had never known that it was actually possible to cry oneself dry, but she had done exactly that. She was empty.
She knew now, all of it. Everything that Hatori had not be able to tell her. She knew the families deepest secrets. Secrets that even Akito, himself, did not know. Worst of all, she knew the true nature of Akito’s curse. Akito was born to die, he harbored the dark soul of the zodiac curse. For a thousand years, it had been the same. The head of the family, lived a life of illness, anger, and pain, and then he died. It had not changed in a thousand years, his destiny was inescapable, but why? That was the only question that the diary did not answer. Why? Who had decided that it was to be this way? Who had cursed this family?
Walking from Akito’s sitting room, to his bed, she looked down upon her future husband. He was so innocently beautiful, she thought to herself. Seeing him like this, it seemed impossible that his body was the vessel of such impossible evil. “I love you, Akito.” She whispered, and placed the diary back inside it’s velvet bag. School would have to wait, she decided. I need to rest, and I need to speak with Hatori, but right now I just need to be near him. Stuffing the velvet bag into her tote bag, she dropped it to the floor, and collapsed into the comfortable chair near his bedside. Leaning forward, she pulled the covers up, over his thin shoulders, and placed a motherly kiss upon his cheek. Then resting her head on the spare pillow, she closed her eyes. It wasn’t a particularly comfortable position, the couch would have suited her better, but the couch was in the sitting room, so far away from him. For just a moment, she considered just crawling into bed beside him, but they were not married yet, that would be improper. This would have to do, she decided. Clearing her mind of her worries, she willed herself to sleep.
YUKI *
“Excuse me, Miss Uotani,” Yuki called out, leaving his seat in the front row, and scurrying to the back row where Uo, Hana and Kyo had seats.
“What do you want, rat boy?” Kyo grumbled, class has just ended, and Kyo was impatient to escape. He was looking forward to walking Uo home. Last night, the two of them had enjoyed their pizza, and afterwards they had stayed up late and watched an anime together. Half way through, Kyo had fallen asleep on the couch. He was surprised to be woken up, this morning, by the smell of burnt toast. Obviously, Uo did not share Tohru’s natural talent in the kitchen. It was okay, Kyo decided, Uo had plenty of other charms which made up for that.
“Did I say anything to you, you stupid cat?” Yuki asked, and brushed his hair out of his eyes so that he could address Uo. “I was wondering if you were planning on seeing Miss Honda today. I took these note for her, since she missed class again today. I know that she wouldn’t want to get behind in her school work, and I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind delivering them for me.”
“No!” Uo said simply, standing up and heading for the door.
“You won’t?” Yuki wondered, following Uo, Kyo and Hana out of class.
In the hallway, Uo stopped, looking at first Yuki, and then Kyo. “You should take the notes to Tohru. Orange Top, you should go with him.”
“No way.” Kyo and Yuki both mumbled.
“Listen you two, personally, I have no desire to go within ten feet of that house ever again. That doctor guy creeps the shit out of me. What is his problem anyway? Aside from that, you jerks are Tohru’s best friends. I understand that she hurt you, and that you both clearly have issues with this Akito guy, but right now, Tohru needs your support. So, no, I won’t take your notes to Tohru. If you want her to have them, take them yourself. Hana let’s go.” Finished, Uo and Hana walked away, leaving Yuki humbled by her scorn, and Kyo just pissed.
“Well, so much for walking her home.” Kyo growled, and headed off in the opposite direction. Yuki hurried after him.
“You know Kyo. I think that Miss Uotani is right. I’m going to do it. I’m going to take these notes to Miss Honda. Would you come with me?”
“No way in hell, rat boy.” Kyo snarled. “Go by yourself.”
“Fine then, I will.” Yuki informed Kyo, and turned around to head for the school exit.
HARU *
Haru sat waiting on a low wall across from the school. This vantage point afforded him the best opportunity to keep an eye on both the front and side school exits. He was waiting for Yuki to walk out. He was anxious to finish their conversation from the day before, and he didn’t want to risk missing him.
“Haru.” He heard Yuki’s voice behind him, and turned to see Yuki heading his way.
“Yuki, I was watching for you.” Haru told him and stood to meet him. “How did you get past me?”
“Back door, Haru.” Yuki informed him.
“There’s a back door? When did they put that in?” Haru wondered, and Yuki smiled at his cousin’s naivety. “So, um… Yuki. I was wondering if I could walk you home. I wanted to finish our talk.” Haru glommed onto Yuki’s arm, and smiled sweetly at him. He had thought over what Yuki had said to him yesterday, and he realized that Yuki was probably right.
“Well, actually, is it alright if I walk you home, instead?” Yuki requested. “I was going to stop by the main house and see Miss Honda.”
“Oh…” Haru said, losing his smile without intending to. Sure, Yuki might be right, but that didn’t make Haru any less jealous. “Never mind, I just remembered something that I have to do.” Pulling away, Haru took off.
“Haru, Wait!” Yuki called out, and ran after him, grabbing his arm and pulling him back. “Can we talk for a few minutes first, then?”
Haru looked at him, and nodded, jealous or not, he really did want to hear what Yuki had to say.
Dragging him by his arm Yuki pulled him away, out of the muddle of students that were exiting the school, and over to a small patch of grass. Yuki sat down, and Haru plopped down beside him.
Then they both waited for the other to say something. In the end, Yuki was the first to speak.
“Haru, I’m sorry that I’ve made things so hard on you, but I think I’ve figured it out. How I feel, I mean.” Now Yuki was blushing and staring down at his hands shyly, this certainly wasn’t easy.
Haru held his breath and waited… and waited… and then waited some more.
“I…” Yuki began again, “Haru… I.”
“L.O.V.E.” Came the unwelcome cheer, and The Prince Yuki fan club rushed towards them. “WE LOVE YUKI, YUKI, YUKI!”
“Oh, shit.” Haru growled, and gave up. He was about to stand up, about to leave. He had to escape, he would kill these stupid fan club girls if he stayed. “Just forget it, Yuki. I already know what you‘re going to say. It‘s alright, I get it. You‘re straight. You love Tohru.”
“Don‘t go!” Yuki yelled at him, and stopped him by wrapping his arms around his waist. “Don’t go, please, Haru, because I need to talk to you.“ Yuki gazed into Haru’s eyes, and smiled tenderly. “I need to tell you something, Haru.” Yuki put his hands to his cousin’s face, and gazed intently into his eyes. When he spoke again, it wasn‘t in a whisper. Yuki spoke loud and clear and openly. He wanted to be certain that Haru would hear him, that Haru would understand. That there would be no more misunderstandings. “Haru, I haven‘t stopped thinking about you, not once over the last two weeks. I can’t stand sleeping alone anymore, because I need you there beside me, holding me. Haru, I want you, not Miss Honda, not anyone else, only you. Haru, I’m in love with you.” Ignoring the fan club girls, and forgetting about all the other students that were certain to see, Yuki put his lips to Haru’s and he kissed him, devotedly.
“OH, MY GOD!” One of the fan club girls screamed, and pointed at them. “PRINCE YUKI’S GAY!”
Pulling back from the kiss, Yuki blushed sweetly, and laughed. “Yes,” He whispered to Haru. “I think she might be right.”
“GROSS, ISN’T THAT HIS COUSIN?” Someone else noticed.
“We are pretty fucked up, aren’t we?” Haru said, with tears of joy in his eyes. Pushing Yuki down on the grass, Haru crawled on top of him, and smothered him with his mouth.
Let them talk, Yuki decided, this felt too damn good. Pushing his hands into the back pockets of Haru’s tight uniform pants, Yuki opened his mouth, and welcomed Haru’s tongue.
********
Hee hee hee…. : )
Well, I am going to go write the rest of this chapter now…