Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ The Secret of Despair ❯ The Absence ( Chapter 5 )

Please review! Tell me what you think even if it's bad. I want to make the story better )

“Love is patient love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no records of wrong. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. it always protects, always trust, always hopes, always perseveres.”

A young girl with brown hair awoke suddenly in a room. It had seemed that she had been having a very bad dream. Her head ached just a bit, and there was that feeling. You know the feeling when you feel like you should know something but it's somehow just out of your reach. Anyways this young girl had this feeling.

She closed her eyes, then opened them again hoping that she would see a different reality if she just pretended it was a dream. Then a man she never seen before walked in, quietly and head down as if he was of no importance. But that couldn't be right, he wore his clothing like power, with his red polo shirt and black pants. “I am Kureno and I will be taking care of you for the next year.”

Kureno…

Kureno…

Had she heard this name before? Hmmm she mentally shrugged, guess not.

Her mouth seemed a little stuck, unused. “mm.kay.” she said a tad awkwardly.

“No you will say `yes sir'” he replied in an instant.

Boy this is going to be a fun year, the young girl thought as Kureno soon walked her out of the room.

He paced back and forth his limbs shaking and unsure. Where was Tohru, where had she gone. Fuck, fuck, something had happened. That was why Shigure had acted so… nervous and well… antsy. God, it must have had to do something with Akito. Maybe that was what Tohru was all messed up about. God don't let it be Akito. His mind was on the fritz and his thoughts were jumbling around as if they didn't know where to go anymore. He banged his fists against the walls of his room, he couldn't stand the helplessness. Helplessness lead to rage, he couldn't protect her he couldn't do ANYTHING. The rage filled every pore and soon he knew why a murdered man would murder. For Tohru, Kyou would do anything…

In the next room, Yuki sat on his bed rethinking everything that had happened. It was past midnight and Tohru was not yet home. He calmly sat trying to process thoughts of any hints or clues there might have been left to what had happened to Tohru Honda. He learned this in Yoga, to simply let the mind relax and then once one achieved perfect stillness of the mind, to then focus on one object then let it lead to another. First, the weirdness of the atmosphere for the past week was clue one.

Then the phone call that made her face pale. He remembered the moment. Tohru picked up the phone with her cheerful voice, “Hello!” then he couldn't hear the rest of it but then he heard a broken “good- bye…” fall from her lips at the end of the call. Her face looked almost comical as if from a black and white movie because there was no color on her face. Her usually soft brown eyes had gotten black and spaced out. Her kind endearing expression had turned to a blank look. Secretly, it kind of creeped him out. He had never seen such a expression on Tohru.

Also lately, instead of her nice soft pitter patter of footsteps, her footsteps had become almost nonexistent. Not that she had stopped walking, but now she walked even quieter as if she didn't want to bother anyone. Well Tohru Honda never wanted to bother anyone, but this seemed more like isolation.

What to do now… his mind thought, after collecting the few clues he had. If something had happened to Tohru Honda, the most precious person to him, he would… actually there was no telling what he would do…

-

By the next morning, Tohru Honda still hadn't returned home. Kyou and Yuki both woke up at 6:00 to see if she was home. Her bed was empty. Shigure got up and what he saw did not reassure him. Kyou's orange hair was sticking all over the place, well Kyou never really combed himself, but this time he hadn't even bothered to flatten out the spikes with his hands. Kyou was still in his clothes from yesterday and his fists looked bruised. Shigure wondered if Kyou had gotten in a fight. Probably.

Then his inspection passed to Yuki. Yuki was a perfectionist and today his hair was not quite so straight, his teeth weren't quite so white, and his violet eyes didn't seem as lustrous. And he had dark bags under his eyes.

Shigure knew why they were like this. It was more obvious than a woman PMSing in a thong. They had noticed. Her absence filled the room and loomed over them like a death wish. Damn, thought Shigure. He was always caught in the middle, it wasn't fair. He absolutely adored Tohru, but that didn't mean he could disobey Akito. Why did he have to give them the news?

The poor girl had just gotten herself stuck in a very uncomfortable position; the position was being more loved than Akito himself. That did not make Akito very pleased. The head tyrant, or the Elephant, as Shigure often called him inside his head, was taking Tohru away far away. There was no way Shigure could have even tried to argue against him. He had never seen Akito so set on anything. Actually he had. But, Akito, though scary as usual, there was an even harder glint in his eyes. Usually the glint was steel, but this time it was pure diamond. One can not fight against that. So Shigure simply did not try, and no one could blame him.

He put his sad face on and began, “Kyou. Yuki. I'm really sorry to have to be the one to tell you. But late last night Tohru was walking to one of her friend's house and she was hit by a car. I am miserable to say that she did not make it. She passed away the instant the car made contact with her. Something to do with her spine…”

Shigure let out a tear, but before he could continue Kyou interrupted quite rashly.

“SHUT UP. OH SHUT UP! Bastard tell the truth. What REALLY happened to her? YOU KNOW FCKING WELL SHE WAS NOT HIT BY A CAR. SHE MIGHT HAVE BEEN A LITTLE DUMB BUT SHE WAS NOT A COMPLETE IDIOT” Kyou's entire body was convulsing as his chest heaved and he panted.

Yuki's reaction was a little different. His body froze. His mind froze. And lastly, his tongue froze.

“SHIGURE YOU BASTARD, YOUR JOKES WERE NEVER FUNNY… DAMNIT YUKI DON'T YOU FCKING CARE!” Kyou threw a glance in Yuki's direction.

His name pushed him out of his immobility. He couldn't handle it, he'd rather have stayed frozen. He collapsed to the floor, and immediately turned into a rat.