Disclaimer: I obviously do not own Fruits Basket… Why does everybody have to say it? It's depressing… :SOBS:

p.s., mistakes in letters are usually on purpose. Al though I believe there are none.

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Dear Adrienne,

I am leaving the U. S. for a while, where they can't find me. Japan is a place of many things that scare them, including… oh, there are too many, but style is apparently one of them. In the lower regions of Japan, there's a high school called Kaibara High school, which will be the one I am to attend. I did quite well on the entrance exam. If 10th grade is as easy as that exam, then I'll be fine. BURN THE LETTER AFTER READING

Bird: If you remember, Kaibara High is the school Yuki, Kyo, Tohru, and the gang goes to.

Adrienne, a girl of 15 with dark ink-colored eyes and matching hair, smelled the smoke of the letter. Even if it did contain carbon monoxide, it smelled sweet. It smelled of bluebells, lovely early night bluebells. A pearly drop fell from her eyes. And another. They plipped and plopped onto her shaking hands. A group called The Red Silver Fangs. Curse them forever. They were a punk-ass modern kung-fu group. Even their name conflicted itself… red and silver. How lame. They wanted Adrienne's brother, with his butt-kicking martial arts, and they were quite desperate about getting him on their "team". She prayed for her brother. Thank you, Phillip. I'll never forget you.

Hack! Hack! Hack! A boy called Phillip Ko used a sharp rock and cut the little tree down. Finally, there was enough wood to make a small house. He shaped it and tied it together with the strong, flexible weeds that grew in the area. After three minutes, it had shaped. On the walls and roof, he covered it in grass. Inside it was warm and dry. He took out the school things he brought in a shoulder bag that his sister gave him. On it was a sticker with her smiling face. The smiling was contagious. No need to smooth his hair. It was already cropped to about half and inch from the bare scalp. Ugh… all his heat was pouring out of his open, bald head pores. Precious body heat. Well, too late to worry. He straightened his new uniform and walked off. Phillip was one to appreciate the nature around him, and he took fast but thorough looks at his new environment. Off in the distance… he was quite sure that was a house. House people living here. He began to feel uncomfortable and walked off even faster than before, shifting his weight from the front to the back to the side.

Up ahead, as small as an ant, were three people on the horizon line of his eyesight. They got closer… and closer… and soon they were as big as apes!!! Aw, just kidding. They were close, and the Mr. Purple Eyes turned around. Phillip kept his face down, rushing past them, and managed to mutter a "Good Morning". There also was an orange haired kid that was sulking, a girl with beautiful brown hair and brilliant blue eyes. The girl tried to shout "Good morning" back, but the other just looked furious. On campus, he sat through his first class. The teacher droned about things that were too simple. Finally, at brunch he looked around. Not surprisingly, everybody was in cliques. A particularly big crowd was around Mr. Purple Eyes, as he seemed to be popular. The brunette was with a Yankee and a shady girl. The last one sulked in the shadows. That guy is sad too often. Phillip decided to make amends with him, for being so rude that morning.

"Hey, you're the one I met on the way to school, no? Yes? Maybe so?" asked Phillip.

"What do you want?" he growled dangerously.

"I hope you don't find me annoying, but I just wanted to say sorry for not saying a proper hello, so, ohayo goziamasu!" he chirped happily.

"What's your point?" he said, turning away from the nosy face staring at him.

"As I said, just wanted to make amends. Sayanora!" he tittered gleefully, but only because gleeful was his default state.

"Just leave, or I'll bite your ass, Chinese Boy,"

"Oh, but can't you see? I come from America, even though I true enough have Chinese blood. 100!!" he chattered, grinning.

Bird: I just love that guy! That's why I made him, eh? Eh? Eh?

"GRR!" he lunged and punched. Phillip shifted to the side, causing him to miss. He looked at the new crater-like hole where the fire-top punched. Eerie. He thought.

" You look like you used a lot o' power in that punch. Instead… why don't you settle down with a gun or a weapon? You're not getting any better at kung fu."

"AGHH! You're just like the rest of them,"

"What's yer name?"

"You wish I would answer, Chinese Boy,"

"Hmm… Kyo?" He looked shocked.

"EHH?! How did you realize?"

"It's on the pocket of your shirt. Embroidered too! Just curious, but who embroidered it, my friend?"

"CORRECTION: not my friend… I have none. And second, mind your own business, China Man."

"Why? Did yer mom do it for ya?"

"NO! This… girl I know did."

"OH! I see, you like that girl. The brunette?"

"ARGHH! Leave me be."

"Okely-dokely my friend,"

How can he be so cheerful? At first it was to annoy people, but it became a habit. Pffa! Phillip Ko is also a sort of smart aleck, again, to be annoying.

Mr. Purple Eyes approached them along with a pond of people. The punch had lured some people over after a few minutes.

"Kyo? Surely you didn't try to punch the new kid, here? What's your name?"

"Phillip Ko, your highness… I mean your grace… I mean, friend!"

"Don't talk to him… he's annoying enough. Worse than Momiji,"

"If Kyo doesn't like you, then I must at least try to like you," Mr. Purple Eyes replied. "I'm Yuki Sohma."

"Hey hey, Yuki! Nice to see you again."

"Again?" The crowd murmured. "I thought it was his first day,"

"Well… what about again do you not understand, people? Eh? Eh? Eh?"

Bird: Familiar, eh? Eh? Eh?

"You have spunk, China Town Kiddie, cause you do not mess with us, right Yuki?" a boy threatened.

"I actually wasn't aware of that rule Muboshi…"

The kids then got scared without the support of Yuki and backed down.

"Not to be a smart aleck," Phillip started. Bird: Oh, but he is trying to be a smart aleck! "But China Town is in San Francisco… I come from Trenton, New Jersey. You know… in America."

"What did I tell you? Worse than Momiji!" Tohru and her friends came over, finally. They had been worked up on the argument of Tohru's living condition.

"Hey! It's you! Ohayo!" Tohru said politely.

"Why yes! Someone who can be as cheerful as me!" He said happily. The tittered happily, even if it was all small talk. Suddenly, Phillip began to feel sensational. He just knew his sister was close… but how? As the girl, named Tohru as he had just learned, continued to hold the conversation, Phillip's eyes were in distant space. He would have to wait after school to think about this.

Adrienne was a dancer, and she had showcases. Finally, after 230 showcases, she salvaged enough money for food, drink, and a ticket to Japan, near the Kaibara airport, obviously next to Kaibara high school. Her waist-length dark hair was tied up into a bun securely, and she got off the plane. She saw Phillip talking to a beautiful brunette. After school, she followed him home. She snuck up on him and said, "BOO!" but it didn't surprise him. He had seen her coming yards away.

"What are you doing here? How did you get here?" Phillip asked suspiciously.

"I did showcases all over America. All the cities in New York and every one of the 50 states, plus more."

"C'mon, follow me before anyone sees where we're living."

"Where are we living?"

"Um… in a log cabin. Quite…cozy."

"OKAY! Sounds like you have gotten a good place. I'll organize more showcases to help out!"

"That would be wonderful! And I could hold martial arts shows too… but first things first." Phillip rushed to his "log cabin", hoping he would not touch up with Sour-carrot, Mr. Purples Eyes, and Blue Ribbon. They would be curious of where he lived if he always went the same path as them. When they got there… Adrienne gaped.

"You lied!" She cried. Phillip shifted uncomfortably, feeling bad that he disappointed his sister.

"It's better than I ever imagined!"

"Hey! Is that an insult? Do you think that everything I say is worse than it is?"

"Sure… but you can take it for an insult if you want."

"Aww… thanks sis. NOOGIE MONSTER!! GARR!" she giggled as he tried to noogie her head. On a bouncy bed of leaves, they slept, awaiting the next day together, certain to be a joyous one.