Three Musketeers: Furuba Style!

Chapter One: Mysterious Meeting

By Takara-Star-Chan

Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket. It belongs to Natsuki Takaya.

Summary: A Fruits Basket version of the Three Musketeers. Kyo, Yuki, Haru, are dreaming big in France! They work and work for Lady Akito, the head of the gallant, courageous musketeers. The three desperately wish they themselves could be musketeers. The princess, Tohru, ruler of France, struggles with her feelings of wanting to meet everyone's expectations to be the woman everyone expects her to be-especially when it comes to marriage. She also finds herself in danger and asks Lady Akito for some of her Musketeers to be body guards. Could her one true love be one of them?

Cast:

Kyo: The "brains" behind the operations, per say. Kyo has big dreams of being a musketeer. But…his life takes a different turn after meeting the princess.

Yuki: He and Kyo don't get along, even though they have to stick together. He wants to be a musketeer as well, but he's knows that Lady Akito would put him in a group with Kyo if it happened. Either way, he hopes to become one as well.

Haru: The clown of the group. He wishes to be a musketeer as well.

Tohru: The Princess…ruler of France. She dreams of love…and is torn between expectations of herself and the people around her.

Lady Akito: The woman in charge of the prestigious musketeers. She is skilled in the running of this law enforcement group. But she's hiding many secrets…

Shigure: One of the three top musketeers. He whines a lot when trying to get his way.

Ayame: One of the three top musketeers. He has super long hair, and is an incredibly skilled swordsman.

Hatori: One of the three top musketeers. He is very mature and intelligent. He is the one who does "damage control" when Ayame and Shigure mess something up.

Saki and Arisa: Tohru's two ladies in waiting.

Princess Kisa: Tohru's little sister. She's in love with a young boy who isn't royalty or wealthy.

Duke Momiji: A young duke who is in love with the princess

Hiro: The son of a shop owner. He's not poor or rich. But he's in love with Kisa. They meet secretly.

Duchess Isuzu: A young duchess who is good friends with the Princess. She is a horse expert, and rider; and owns some of the best horses money can buy.

Lady Kagura: Lives with Isuzu. She is quite shy, but has a violent temper. She's friends with the princess as well.

Lord Ritsu: A young man who is a spaz. He's incredibly sensitive. He feels a little bit attracted to the Princess Tohru, but nothing ever comes of it. Especially when he meets a woman quite like himself.

Mitsuru: Shigure's maid. She gets tortured by her boss quite often

Mine: Ayame's wife. An incredibly talented seamstress. She runs a shop while her husband is working.

Kazuma: A musketeer who takes great interest in Kyo.

Lord Kakeru: An easygoing man who owns a lot of land. He becomes friends with Yuki.

Duchess Machi: Sister of Lord Kakeru. She's higher ranking than her brother, and is friends with the Princess, Isuzu, and Kagura.

Kureno: Lady Akito's assistant

(More characters to be announced later…if they come up.)

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(Kyo's POV)

Chores were all we did at first. That's the only thing Lady Akito saw fit for us to be; cleaners for her home, and the uniforms of the musketeers. This is what we did for almost seven years. Everyday I wished that I could join them. Yuki and Haru did too; they just weren't as passionate about this as I was.

But we were poor orphans. Apparently "not fit" to be musketeers. I vowed years ago that I'd be one. I'd show them. I'd show them all.

I scrubbed the shoe in front of me furiously, trying to figure out how to impress Lady Akito so that we could be musketeers. Someway, somehow, I'd figure out a way. Working for that for three years didn't seem to help.

"Are you dreaming again?" Haru asked, throwing some clean trousers in a bag. These would have to be delivered to the musketeers later.

"So what if I am?" I snapped. "Leave me alone."

Yuki then joined the conversation. "So what's your latest evil scheme, stupid cat?"

"Don't have one! Leave me alone!" I turned back in irritation to finish my job. I wasn't in the mood to deal with them. I really wasn't

I looked out the window to see Lady Akito's three head musketeers: Shigure, Ayame, and Hatori. The three of them were very skilled, and kind…yet two of them were rather annoying. They often tried to convince Lady Akito to let them train us…but every time she'd tell them no. But…I kind of don't blame her…as strange as that sounds. I wouldn't want to say yes to two annoying, whining, beggars either.

The first one, Shigure, was the most cunning out of the three of them. Yet, at the same time, rather immature. He loved to tease people, and whined when he didn't get his way. The second, Ayame, gives me and Yuki a huge headache. We can't stand him! He's really pompous, and overly dramatic. He acts like he's a king or something. Although, he is the best swordsman out of the three of them. But I don't know how in the world he fights with such long hair. His hair is down to the floor! Hatori, the third one, is the most mature. He annoys me the less. He apparently used to be a doctor; but then decided for whatever reason to take this job.

"Here, Kyo. Once you're finished shining those shoes, this bag is ready for you so you can deliver these trousers," he said, tossing it at my head. Then, as a result, I dropped my bowl of shoeshine.

"Hey!" I exclaimed in anger, standing up. "Watch where you're throwing stuff!" I picked up my copy of the book, The Canterbury Tales, and threw it at his head.

It bounced off of him, knocking a hot iron out of Yuki's hand…and on to his bare foot.

"AHHHHHHH!"

Oops, I thought worriedly. I rushed over to make sure he was okay. I didn't like him much at all…but we had to stick together and look out for eachother…as much as it made me gag sometimes. But…I did feel kind of bad. I mean…who wants a hot iron on their foot?

"Hey, you okay? Sorry," I told him, kneeling down, looking at his foot.

"OW!" He cried, grabbing his foot. "Stupid!"

I sighed, and shook my head. We tried to get along, 'cause we had to; but we had so many issues like this that it made it even more difficult.

"That wasn't smart, Kyo," Haru said to me, picking up a bucket of water. He helped Yuki stand up, and make it over to a chair. Then his foot was stuck into the bucket.

"Oh yeah. Like you're one to talk. You're the one who threw the bag of trousers at my head!" I yelled at him. I stood up, slinging the bag over my shoulder.

As I walked out, Yuki sat glaring at me.

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(Tohru's POV)

I stood in front of the mirror struggling to tie my corset. I desperately wanted to not be a burden on my two hard-working ladies in waiting. The least I could do was to tie and tighten it myself. There was just one problem…I really couldn't tie it myself.

"Oh! Your highness!" Arisa exclaimed, rushing in. "Please, Tohru! Let me do it!"

Then, close behind her, Saki came in. "Mademoiselle, You're doing it again?" She sighed, and shook her head.

"I don't want to be a burden," I said truthfully. "You two do so much already!"

Arisa pulled the strings tightly on the corset. "Tohru, it's our job. Not only that, but we like helping you. You are our best friend, after all."

"Yes, she's right. You aren't a burden on us," Saki said, smiling at me. Then she walked over to the closet, opening it. "Which dress do you want to wear today?"

"The off-shoulder pink one with the rosettes in the skirt…um, if you don't mind," I told her.

Arisa helped me into the hoopskirt, and tied the strings tight to keep it up. Saki slipped the dress over my head, and buttoned it up in the back.

"Now, how shall we do your hair, mademoiselle?" Saki asked, picking up the brush.

I sat down in front of my vanity, and cocked my head. "I-I don't know. Would you like to decide?"

Then Saki began running the brush through my hair, seemingly lost in thought of how to style my hair.

Arisa knelt down and leaned up against the dresser on my vanity. She turned to look at me curiously. "So…have you decided whether or not to find a husband, yet?"

"Hm. I guess…I would. But I want it to be someone special. I really don't know who, though," I said sadly.

"What about Lord Momiji? Rumor has it, he has a thing for you," Arisa said slyly.

"Eh?" I felt my cheeks heat up. "Monsieur Momiji? He's very charming and handsome…but…I've thought about it. I just don't feel a connection like that to him. I want someone that…I feel very close to…and a lover." I felt my cheeks heat up even more.

"Hm. It would be nice to have both, huh?" Arisa said with a sigh.

"Yes, it would," I said, grinning at myself in the mirror. I wanted a man who would love me no matter what…not just because I was royalty. Someone strong, caring…handsome…protective…someone to laugh with, poke fun with…and always having fun. Someone to smile with.

But where was he? All of the men I've met so far…they're kind…but I don't see myself with them. Maybe I'm too picky…

It makes me sad to say that. I've considered just picking someone, anyone. The men in Parliament desperately wanted me to get married. They don't mind me being the sole ruler of France…they just don't like the fact that I'm single. On many occasions, it seems like many of them have flirted with me! There are so many kind young men that could make me happy…or want to…but could they?

"You've got the masquerade coming up, mademoiselle. Maybe you'll find someone there," Saki told me thoughtfully.

"Oui," I said with a nod. "I might."

Then, my little sister ran in to talk to me. "Sister?"

I turned my head some to greet her. "Kisa! Good morning! How are you?"

"I'm fine, sister. I just wanted to ask if it was alright if miss out on tea today. I'm meeting a friend somewhere," she said to me with a bow.

I smiled at her. "Okay. You have fun then, alright?"

Kisa curtsied, with a big grin. Her amber eyes glimmering. "Yes, sister! Thank you so much!" Then, she scampered out of the room happily.

Arisa laughed. "I wonder what she's so happy about?"

"I don't know," I said with a giggle. "But, I'm glad she's in a good mood."

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(Kyo's POV)

I walked at a fast pace, the bag of trousers over my shoulder. Man, this thing is heavy, I thought to myself.

What a day that started off to be. I burned Yuki's foot…I had to carry this bag of trousers…and it was very hot outside. Oh, the annoying summer. But little did I know that my luck was about to change.

I'll be honest, I've met very few women. Mainly Lady Akito and her rich friends. They're annoying. All they ever did was gossip. Though, through conversation I heard them talk about other women that seemed less annoying than they were. They talked a lot about the princess…who seemed to be an okay person. I sometimes wondered what it would be like to meet her.

I came to the fence of the castle gardens, the usual route I took. Nearby next to the gate, I saw a small item lying on the ground. I picked it up, and ran my fingers over the wood, and I flipped it open. A fan. A pink fan. If I were a girl, I'd hate to be without one on a day like this.

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(Tohru's POV)

"Have you seen my fan?" I asked my Arisa and Saki, searching my sleeves, and pockets.

"I thought you had it in your hands a few minutes ago," Arisa asked, looking underneath the bench we were sitting on.

"You may have dropped it, mademoiselle," Saki told me, scanning the area.

I stared up at the top of my parasol. It wasn't helping much. The sun wasn't the problem, exactly. It was how humid it was. It might rain later in the day.

"I'll go look for it," I said, turning toward the gate. "I must have dropped it over there." My feet began to run toward it. But, I forgot how hard it was to run in skirts.

"Ah!" I tripped, my face hitting the grass.

"Hey!" I heard a male voice say. His feet came toward me, and I looked up at him. "Whoa. You okay?" He knelt down next to me, and helped me up.

I looked up into his eyes with surprise. They were so…beautiful. The most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. They looked so much like the eyes on my cat. They were a deep amber…or was it copper? A little like my little sister's eyes. His hair was orange as well. He had a very nice looking face overall. He was a very handsome young man.

He dusted off my face. "Seriously. You okay?"

"I-I guess," I replied, flustered. "Thank you."

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(Kyo's POV)

Um…wow. You'd think a woman would know better than to run in such heavy skirts. But at that moment, I really didn't think about that. I was just shocked by how cute she was. I felt rather awkward thinking that. Was it wrong?

"Hey. Whoa. You okay?" I asked, helping her stand up. She looked up at me with large brown eyes. I reached up and dusted the dirt off her face. "Seriously, are you okay?"

"I guess. Thank you," she said, seeming embarrassed. "Thank you. Monsieur…?"

"Kyo," I told her, helping her stand up.

"Monsieur Kyo. Hm…um, ah! I seemed to have misplaced my fan. That's why I was running out here. I'm sorry to burden you," she gave a small curtsy.

I looked at her in surprise. "Burden? It's not really that big of a deal. Is this your fan?"

Her eyes lit up in excitement. "Oh! Yes! Thank you so much!" She took the fan, and pulled a handkerchief from her pocket. "I don't have much to give you at the moment. I hope this and a kiss will suffice."

I felt my face heat up, as she handed me the pink cloth. "Er…" then she leaned in, kissing my cheek.

She looked at me, blushing bright red. "I have to get back to my Ladies in Waiting. They're probably wondering what happened to me. Goodbye!" Then, just like that she was gone.

"But…I don't know your name," I whispered in surprise at her quick run off.

I reached up and touched my face where she had kissed me. I hadn't expected that. I then looked down at the pink handkerchief she gave to me. I unfolded it, staring at the swirling floral embroidery. In a corner it was embroidered, "Tohru." For a minute there, I thought I was hallucinating; because according to the handkerchief…I had just met the princess.

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a/n: I have been wanting to do this story for a while. I thought it would be neat to do a Fruits Basket version of the "Three Musketeers." I can't wait to see how the story turns out. But don't fret, readers of my other story, Marmalade. I will continue writing it. I just wanted to get this one started because it was driving me crazy. And no, I did not get this idea from the new Barbie movie. Now, here it is. "Three Musketeers: Furuba Style!"