Sunday, April 3, 2005

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Heh heh...I actually had a time to finish my fruits basket story that I had written a couple of days ago...well, I finished the first chapter. ^ ^ I'll post it right after these images that were on my friends deviant art site under her favorites!








Me: *falls over laughing* Those are sooo funny!!

KC#15: *pats her back, scared*

Me: Don't pat like that!! Who are you, Creepy Steve?

KC#15: O.O ...no! do I look like that?

Me: *shakes head* Uh-uh....

Here's the story! Oh, by the way, it's called Pig in a Blanket

She appeared on the stormiest night of the week in front of Shigure's house. Her dark hair hung limp and her eyes didn't hold their usual spark of fire. Plus, she was soaked to the bone.
When he answered the door, she immediatly became an attatchment to his shirt, which was quickly becoming damp, as her tears rolled off her cheeks and fell on his shoulder.
"Kagura! Come inside. Tell me what happened." He nudged the door open with his free hand to let her in.
I don't know why I went to his house. All I knew was that I've had it. I just couldn't stand being pushed away all the time. And seeing him with her, that's unforgivable.
As she stepped into the familiar house, a wave of warmth and sadness rolled over Kagura. She shivered slightly. The next thing she knew, there was a soft blue blanket wrapped around her shoulders. Of course I should've known he'd see the shiver. He sees everything.
"Kagura. Go upstairs to Miss Honda's room and get a pair of clothes. Something warm. I'll fix you something hot." His slender hands pushed away a lock of pale hair to reveal violet eyes filled with concern. As concered as she was about eating his cooking, she went upstairs anyway, wanting to change into something comfortable, but not without making a face first.
"Thank you, Yuki," she whispered, walked away.

From kitchen, Yuki could hear Kagura moving around. (Shigure has yet to bet thicker floors and walls.) What intrested him most, was that he could hear her moving perfectly, as though she was right above him. But that would be his room, not Miss Honda's. He looked around the kitchen looking for something he could actually make. He didn't miss the look on his cousin's face. She looked horrified at the thought of him cooking. Finally, he desided on some hot cocoa for them.
Boiling the water, he tried to figure out what could have made Kagura appear here. Maybe Kyou was out with Tohru and she saw them? I mean, they have been dating for the past couple of weeks. It was possible. Or Akito could have done the same thing he did with Hero and Kisa- maybe he told her to cut off all ties with Kyou? As the tea kettle whistled and he poured the water into mugs and stirred in the cocoa, Kagura walked in.
"Yuki, that's not going to kill me, now, is it?" she asked with a smile.
He was right she had been in his room. She was dressed in one of his tank tops and a pair of his pajama bottoms.
From the confused look on his face, she explained. "Tohru didn't have anything comfortable to put on." Liar. You just didn't want to wear clothes that she's worn before. "So I just went grabbed something from your closet. You don't mind, do you?"
He shook his head. "No, I don't mind. Just why didn't you borrow some of Kyou's clothes?"
"Well," she replied. "He's taller than me, so they wouldn't fit." 'Cause I'm mad at him too. She smiled and grabbed one of the mugs of cocoa. "You're sure this won't kill me?"

I changed it a bit from last time
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