Serpentine

Summary: Dying and getting reincarnated as the opposite gender in none other than the manga Fruit Basket. Sarah was understandable weary but becoming another Zodiac animal that even God didn't know existed, made her count her blessings. She was the king of deception and lies. No, not the Snake... she wasn't that lucky. She got the upgrade. The Serpent. What god did she piss off in her old life?

I do not own Fruit Basket just OC.

Enjoy!

Crap! She was late!

These were the thoughts running through Sarah Zimu mind, she was a tall girl with short hair and macular like frame, along with her tomboyish personality people would have easy mistaken for a guy, if not for one thing.

She was wearing a skirt.

Yes she wore her school uniform that made people confirm she was indeed a girl, the top was tight so that people could see the chest wasn't completely flat as it was usually made out to be in her usual clothes.

Currently she had overslept and her poor friend had waited for her outside for twenty minutes before she couldn't spend any time longer or risk being late for school.

It was at that exact moment that Sarah senses kick in and her eyes snapped open, only to dart to the clock and gasp in shock at the time.

She didn't even have time to say good morning to her parents before grabbing a piece of toast and running out of the door like a woman possessed.

Sarah thought she could catch up to her friend if she jumped over the railing and landed down below which she did and almost gave the poor girl a heart attack in the process.

"Sarah are you sure you're a girl?" Her best friend said, dryly.

Sarah just scrawled and said. "The last time I check, I didn't have that thing dangling in-between my legs and I'm not walking around like something is up my ass" making her best friend purse her lips at her.

"You know it wouldn't kill you to be feminine once in a while." Her friend said and Sarah gave a look of disgust.

"Feminine as in, talking about how you want to shag a certain boy or make yourself up so that guys can be constantly stare at your ass all day?" Sarah asked and just as she said that, the guy that were staring at her friend quickly looked away.

Her friend flushed bright red and coughed in embarrassment before saying "What I mean is, wear clothes your own age because you do not look sixteen with the immature T-Shirt you wear. My joy is to have guys come to you, complimenting you, instead of asking you if you want to join a sports team"

She got a Uchiha 'hmm' from Sarah and seeing the look her friend gave her, she was forced to say. "I'll think about it but I'm not promising you anything"

They had entered the school and she resisted the urge to growl as she saw flyers posted on all of the walls, showing that the school dance was coming up.

It was all anyone ever talked about and many guy had summed up their courage to talk to the opposite gender and land themselves a date.

Of course, Sarah wasn't going.

She told herself that she was simply too busy to go that night but in reality she know that no guy even considered her something more than a friend to hang out with and chat, in fact she was sure some of them saw her as a little sister than a girl their age.

Boy did it sting when she found a latter in her locker, only to open it and find out it was just some guy who was too shy to ask her best friend out face to face and was hoping she would do it for him!

That wasn't even the first time it had happened!

Ever since she could remember, her friend was the pretty one of their duo.

She was the one that always got the guy no matter what while Sarah herself was the girl who hanged out with the guys and was equally disgusting and gross like the rest of them and no matter how hard she tried, she could never cross that barrier.

That why she envied her friend, for doing the thing she could never do herself and hid behind the wall of being regarded as a 'guy' friend.

"Yo, Sarah!" Thomas Nicolson shouted, surrounded by a group of guys once he saw her, she turned towards him.

"Yo, Tom!" She called back and they both grinned, boy would she like him to ask her out to the dance since Thomas was quiet attractive himself.

"Me and a couple of friends were wondering if your friend had anymore friends so that we could exchange a get together?" Thomas said and Sarah smile would have faulted if she wasn't so good at keeping her emotions in check.

"Oh, really. You want to score big" Sarah said, teasingly and the guy rubbed the back of his head sleepless. "Don't worry, just leave it to me."

The guy beamed and said. "Cool. See you for lunch, me and a couple of guys are going to the arcade, you should join. I know a lot of them would want a rematch against you"

"Let them try!" Sarah yelled back, while the guy just walked off his friends.

Once he was gone, it was much easier to get a handle on her emotions and she could look her best friend in the eye and ask if she and her other friends would like to go out on a 'blind' date with a couple of guys.

"Are you sure, you don't want to come?" Her friend asked, pursing her lips, she know something was off with her friend the moment she walked into the classroom.

Sarah just forced down the lump that was making itself comfortable in her neck and forced a smile on her face and said "Yeah, I'm sure. The girl basketball team is having a match soon so I can't afford to slack off" pulling out an excuse out of thin air.

The girl still eyed her warily before huffing and saying. "Honestly, sometimes I think you were born the wrong gender. It's no wonder, no guy has even asked you out and you don't even have a date for the dance. If you keep this up, you'll be alone all your life" only just realised what she had said as soon as her mouth stopped moving.

Sarah just got and made some excuse that she wasn't feeling well and walked out of the door, drowning out her friend apology as she reached the door, not turning back.

Instead of going straight home like expected, she went to get her hair and make-up done, along with a boat load of new clothes to match before finally going home, her parents could sense that their daughter wasn't in the mood to be questioned right now and prolonged her fate, something in her eyes must have told them to back off.

Once the door was clothes, she dumped everything on the floor.

She was going to show them all, she could be pretty and kick ass at the same time.

That night she watched hundreds of YouTube videos on acting like a lady and her friend was practically gapping at her transformation overnight.

She didn't even spear her a glance and continued her stutter of seduction and got the desired result as ever male on the block stopped and looked at her as she walked by, with high heels clinking on the pavement and mouths hitting the floor.

This is too easy She thought, resisting the urge to crackling loudly and scare everyone shitless.

Unfortunately she should have been more observant to her surroundings because suddenly a bus was within inches of her.

What a way to go, killed by a bus.

At least she looks fabulous doing it.

She could hear screaming faintly in the background before she could no longer hear the voices and she felt like she was floating in darkness.

She didn't know how long she had floated there and just wondered where was the golden gates she was promised for being a good person?

It was than she was pulled and squished.

She suddenly known what a patty felt like on a grill and felt like she was going to throw up, she slid down something and her feet hit water, worse of all, her body wasn't listening to her.

She could only scream as she came into the light but all that came out was the sound of a baby crying.

"What do you wish to call him?" came a woman voice.

Portuguese? She thought, boy was her eye sight shitty at the moment, she could only see a clash of colour and everything was fuzzy.

It was than when she tried to move, she notice something brush against her thy.

She didn't want to believe what her brain was telling her.

Her body screamed at her that she shouldn't have what she apparently had.

"What a beautiful boy, he takes after your wife" The nurse said and Sarah eyes widened in horror as she recognise the word for 'boy'.

"I can feel it, he carries the family 'treat'" A man voice said.

"Let's call him, Xisto Valente" Another female voice said.

She screamed at the top of her lungs.

Not only was she a freaken baby but she had gone from being girl who was too muscular for her own good and wanted to get feminine, to being a girl with a apparently MALE body.

She broke down crying.

Fate was a bitch!

The one time she wanted to be feminine, she just had to die and get saddle with a male for a body when her classmates teased her on a daily bases for being too muscular.

Cue five days of grieving and crying later.

Her or His, now that she had finally sorted out her gender and was calling herself a 'He'. His first impression of the family he was born into, you know after all the crying and screaming of terror had finally washed over him.

Was that they were cold.

Very cold.

His new parents only touched him went it was necessary, they didn't smile or laugh. They gave him presents, yes, however the books they gave him where clearly not books for almost a couple of months old to read and was quite advance, even when they did touch him, it was like touching a reptile and it was cold and slippery.

His mother had red wavy hair with the most striking shade of green eyes he had ever seen while his father had the natural brown and brown eyes but that didn't mean they weren't lookers in their own right.

If he got it right, he should look his mother more than his father but it was hard to tell since he had yet to see his own reflection yet.

The family was apparently well off which he was silently thankful for and would loan money to a lot of people, of course they always got their money back...

What parent gives a one year old a dictionary for their birthday?

Apparently this family.

Even this family apparently had some issues in showing emotion, their eyes usually didn't show anything not even the tiniest speck of emotion in their eyes even looking at their own son.

If their eyes weren't blank, they would be filled with the only thing they could be filled with.

Suspicious, cunning and most of all deception.

Outside of the house, both of his parents seemed to have morphed into completely different people.

They would put on masks.

To the outside world they seemed to be a joyful happy family, with a loving and caring husband and wife that were excited to have a child.

They were snakes.

That's what he thought the first time he had seen them both put on their masks and manipulate the very people around them like they were a plaything, only for their own amusement.

He had to admit, they were good.

If he hadn't seen their true faces, he would have fallen for the deception too and would think nothing of it whenever they wanted a 'favour' from him, making him shudder at the thought, his new parents could be pretty brutal when it came to people trying to get out paying their life dept to his parents.

What confused him was that his parents seemed to have this special ability that seemed to make people unable to look anywhere but the eyes, like they were memorised into submission, it was like watching a hypnotist show and the volunteer would do exactly what the hypnotist tells them to no questions ask.

It both horrified and intrigued him.

When he had turned two, his 'family' had decided to tell him a story.

About how the Serpent snuck into God fest.

And scene!

This just another idea, I just had to type up. I hope you like it! Review/Fav and Follow!