Hey guys, I'm so sorry about starting a new fic before ending my other one,
Jyuuni, but I just can't help it!! ^_^ I got this idea stuck in my head and
it wouldn't stop bothering me so here you have it: a nice horror story with
the Furaba characters...please review!!
~Maeven~
Chapter One: Housewarming
Honda Tohru chewed her lip nervously as she peered up at an old, gloomy house hidden by the shadows on towering trees lining its sides. 'Well, now I get why this house is so cheap.' She sighed and then smiled brightly. 'Yosh! This is my new home! Time to move in and begin my new life!!' She turned around and was about to beckon the moving men in but they backed away nervously and gulped. "A.ano, miss, here you go," they handed back her money. She stared at it, confused. "We - we have another job to do. S -sorry. Afraid we can't help you move in. Maybe you can try another company...although, I doubt anyone would want to go into the Aoi House. Um, may god bless you, kiddo," they ran back to their truck and tires squealing, they drove away.
"B - but..." she stared despondently at the truck. "What just happened?"
She sighed and pocketed her money. 'Oh well, at least I can save my money.' She looked around at the boxes and rolled up her sleeves. One by one, she began to transport her belongings into the house. Inside, it was just as spooky and dusty, although after her vigorous scrubbing, it began to look a little better. Thin trails of wane sunlight came through but it did nothing to dissipate the aura of coldness. 'It's probably the trees' shading,' she looked around. It was a two-story house and way too big for one girl to live in, but she had rejoiced when she found out that the price was even cheaper than those for a one room apartment. 'Must be my lucky day.'
She went back out and bit her lip as she stared at a huge mahogany wardrobe. It was the one piece of furniture her mother had loved and she had been determined to keep it. "Oh man...how am I going to take this in?" she moaned as she tried to drag it in. She took in a deep breath and tried to lift in but to her horror, it was way out of her league and began tilting, threatening to crush her underneath its heavy weight. She closed her eyes tightly but to her surprise, the load began to lighten. She opened one eye and peeked cautiously.
A boy with beautiful lavender silver hair smiled gently down at her, he held the other end firmly in his grasp. "You okay, miss?" he asked quietly.
Her face flushed and she grabbed her end with a stronger grip. "Uh...yea, thank you."
"No problem. Shall I help you with this? It's way too much for a girl like you."
"Um, yes, thank you."
"Sure." They maneuvered the heavy furniture into the house and set it down in her room, a huge area with creamy yellow walls. She had painted it herself, preferring a happy bright color. It was a contrast to the rest of the house.
They went back downstairs. She blew a strand of her brown hair out of her eyes and smiled brightly at the handsome boy. "Hi, my name is Honda Tohru. I just moved in. Thank you for your help."
He smiled back. "Nice to meet you."
"Um...do you know why people are so scared of this place? I had to keep the location a secret to get those moving men to come but they still abandoned me when they saw this house."
His smile faltered. "It's better if you didn't know."
Tohru blinked, taken back. "Um, okay. Uh, do you want a drink?" She turned around and went to the fridge. "How about a soda?" She turned around and to her surprise, the mysterious boy was gone. "Huh? Hey...you?" She groaned as she remembered that she forgot to ask for his name. 'Darn and I thought I had just made my first friend.'
* * *
That night, Tohru tossed and turned in her bed. She stared up at the dark shadows playing on the wall. It was scary, sleeping alone in such a big place. 'Okaa-san, I miss you so much.' She stared at her mother's picture on the nightstand beside her bed and she brushed a tear away. 'Stop it, Tohru. If you get started, you'll never stop. Stop this.'
She heaved a big sigh and turned to her side just as something slammed into the center of her bed. She spun around and saw a glistening sword blade just inches from her. Shocked, she tumbled out of bed and onto the floor. "Oof," she struggled to extract herself from her sheets when the sword was yanked out and somebody walked around the bed towards her.
Her eyes widened as in the dim moonlight, a pair of glowing scarlet eyes met hers. She let a scream.
* * *
"What the?!" The lights flickered on and to her shock, she found the crimson eyes belonged to a tall, tanned boy with short fiery orange hair; he shifted his flame-colored sword to his shoulder. He scowled at her. "A girl?! Damn it, I thought I had finally caught her!"
They both said, "What are you doing here?"
"Baka neko." Their eyes shifted to the window, where the boy she met earlier sat perched on the windowsill. His own silver sword was in his hands and he rested his chin on the handle, keeping the shiny blade encased in a clear ice-like holder. "If you pay more attention to your surroundings, you would have noticed that she moved in this afternoon."
"Kuso nezumi...how would I know someone would move into this house?!"
She sensed a fight was about to commence and she wasn't exactly happy it would occur in her room with both boys holding razor like swords. "A-ano, can someone tell me who you guys are and why you're here in my house in the middle of the night?"
They blinked and turned to her in surprise. She had a feeling they had forgotten that she was in the room. The lavender haired boy smiled gently and leaped down from his seat. He swept her a bow and responded, "My name is Sohma Yuki and this baka over here is my cousin, Sohma Kyou." The other boy clenched his fist and gave her a curt nod.
"Um, please to meet you both. I finally got your name. Thank you again for helping me this afternoon! My name is -" she was interrupted.
"Honda Tohru," the boy finished quietly. "I know." She blushed. 'He remembered me!!'
Then she blinked and shook out of her daze. "But why were you guys here?"
Kyou frowned, "To catch -"
"- a cat," Yuki interrupted. "We were here to catch a cat. We saw it enter the house. These strays are all over the place and have all kinds of diseases. I didn't want one of them to contaminate you."
She reddened again and furrowed her eyebrow. "Thanks...but you catch cats with swords?" She pointed to their weapons.
"I don't like cats much," Yuki shrugged and Kyou's vein throbbed in his forehead.
"Baka nezumi!! Wait til I get my hands on -" the orange-haired boy snarled. He stopped as he noticed her shocked look. "I'm going home." He turned around but paused when Tohru called out, "Um, good night, Kyou-kun."
The boy turned his head and stared at her, startled. A lazy lopsided grin graced his face as he responded gruffly, "Night, Tohru. Sorry about the visit." And with that, he leaped out of the window. She stared, flabbergasted, at the empty space with the curtains billowing around.
"Good night, Honda-san," Yuki smiled at her and with those words, he too exited in a similar fashion.
She plopped down on her bed, dazed. 'What a...nice...housewarming. At least I made a couple of friends.' A cold breeze brushed against her and she shivered. She closed the window but the chill that seeped into the room didn't disperse throughout the night.
~Maeven~
Chapter One: Housewarming
Honda Tohru chewed her lip nervously as she peered up at an old, gloomy house hidden by the shadows on towering trees lining its sides. 'Well, now I get why this house is so cheap.' She sighed and then smiled brightly. 'Yosh! This is my new home! Time to move in and begin my new life!!' She turned around and was about to beckon the moving men in but they backed away nervously and gulped. "A.ano, miss, here you go," they handed back her money. She stared at it, confused. "We - we have another job to do. S -sorry. Afraid we can't help you move in. Maybe you can try another company...although, I doubt anyone would want to go into the Aoi House. Um, may god bless you, kiddo," they ran back to their truck and tires squealing, they drove away.
"B - but..." she stared despondently at the truck. "What just happened?"
She sighed and pocketed her money. 'Oh well, at least I can save my money.' She looked around at the boxes and rolled up her sleeves. One by one, she began to transport her belongings into the house. Inside, it was just as spooky and dusty, although after her vigorous scrubbing, it began to look a little better. Thin trails of wane sunlight came through but it did nothing to dissipate the aura of coldness. 'It's probably the trees' shading,' she looked around. It was a two-story house and way too big for one girl to live in, but she had rejoiced when she found out that the price was even cheaper than those for a one room apartment. 'Must be my lucky day.'
She went back out and bit her lip as she stared at a huge mahogany wardrobe. It was the one piece of furniture her mother had loved and she had been determined to keep it. "Oh man...how am I going to take this in?" she moaned as she tried to drag it in. She took in a deep breath and tried to lift in but to her horror, it was way out of her league and began tilting, threatening to crush her underneath its heavy weight. She closed her eyes tightly but to her surprise, the load began to lighten. She opened one eye and peeked cautiously.
A boy with beautiful lavender silver hair smiled gently down at her, he held the other end firmly in his grasp. "You okay, miss?" he asked quietly.
Her face flushed and she grabbed her end with a stronger grip. "Uh...yea, thank you."
"No problem. Shall I help you with this? It's way too much for a girl like you."
"Um, yes, thank you."
"Sure." They maneuvered the heavy furniture into the house and set it down in her room, a huge area with creamy yellow walls. She had painted it herself, preferring a happy bright color. It was a contrast to the rest of the house.
They went back downstairs. She blew a strand of her brown hair out of her eyes and smiled brightly at the handsome boy. "Hi, my name is Honda Tohru. I just moved in. Thank you for your help."
He smiled back. "Nice to meet you."
"Um...do you know why people are so scared of this place? I had to keep the location a secret to get those moving men to come but they still abandoned me when they saw this house."
His smile faltered. "It's better if you didn't know."
Tohru blinked, taken back. "Um, okay. Uh, do you want a drink?" She turned around and went to the fridge. "How about a soda?" She turned around and to her surprise, the mysterious boy was gone. "Huh? Hey...you?" She groaned as she remembered that she forgot to ask for his name. 'Darn and I thought I had just made my first friend.'
* * *
That night, Tohru tossed and turned in her bed. She stared up at the dark shadows playing on the wall. It was scary, sleeping alone in such a big place. 'Okaa-san, I miss you so much.' She stared at her mother's picture on the nightstand beside her bed and she brushed a tear away. 'Stop it, Tohru. If you get started, you'll never stop. Stop this.'
She heaved a big sigh and turned to her side just as something slammed into the center of her bed. She spun around and saw a glistening sword blade just inches from her. Shocked, she tumbled out of bed and onto the floor. "Oof," she struggled to extract herself from her sheets when the sword was yanked out and somebody walked around the bed towards her.
Her eyes widened as in the dim moonlight, a pair of glowing scarlet eyes met hers. She let a scream.
* * *
"What the?!" The lights flickered on and to her shock, she found the crimson eyes belonged to a tall, tanned boy with short fiery orange hair; he shifted his flame-colored sword to his shoulder. He scowled at her. "A girl?! Damn it, I thought I had finally caught her!"
They both said, "What are you doing here?"
"Baka neko." Their eyes shifted to the window, where the boy she met earlier sat perched on the windowsill. His own silver sword was in his hands and he rested his chin on the handle, keeping the shiny blade encased in a clear ice-like holder. "If you pay more attention to your surroundings, you would have noticed that she moved in this afternoon."
"Kuso nezumi...how would I know someone would move into this house?!"
She sensed a fight was about to commence and she wasn't exactly happy it would occur in her room with both boys holding razor like swords. "A-ano, can someone tell me who you guys are and why you're here in my house in the middle of the night?"
They blinked and turned to her in surprise. She had a feeling they had forgotten that she was in the room. The lavender haired boy smiled gently and leaped down from his seat. He swept her a bow and responded, "My name is Sohma Yuki and this baka over here is my cousin, Sohma Kyou." The other boy clenched his fist and gave her a curt nod.
"Um, please to meet you both. I finally got your name. Thank you again for helping me this afternoon! My name is -" she was interrupted.
"Honda Tohru," the boy finished quietly. "I know." She blushed. 'He remembered me!!'
Then she blinked and shook out of her daze. "But why were you guys here?"
Kyou frowned, "To catch -"
"- a cat," Yuki interrupted. "We were here to catch a cat. We saw it enter the house. These strays are all over the place and have all kinds of diseases. I didn't want one of them to contaminate you."
She reddened again and furrowed her eyebrow. "Thanks...but you catch cats with swords?" She pointed to their weapons.
"I don't like cats much," Yuki shrugged and Kyou's vein throbbed in his forehead.
"Baka nezumi!! Wait til I get my hands on -" the orange-haired boy snarled. He stopped as he noticed her shocked look. "I'm going home." He turned around but paused when Tohru called out, "Um, good night, Kyou-kun."
The boy turned his head and stared at her, startled. A lazy lopsided grin graced his face as he responded gruffly, "Night, Tohru. Sorry about the visit." And with that, he leaped out of the window. She stared, flabbergasted, at the empty space with the curtains billowing around.
"Good night, Honda-san," Yuki smiled at her and with those words, he too exited in a similar fashion.
She plopped down on her bed, dazed. 'What a...nice...housewarming. At least I made a couple of friends.' A cold breeze brushed against her and she shivered. She closed the window but the chill that seeped into the room didn't disperse throughout the night.