Hi its me again I changed the story so tat Kyoko never quit being a ganster well I hope you like and I know I have to say it but that doest mean I have to like it … I don't own fruits basket!

Chapter 1- the darkness unfolds

A young woman watched the group of high schoolers through ice blue eyes, smirking through tendrils of her wavy black hair. 'Well, well it seems I've found you Tohru Honda and now we must finish what we started long ago.'

Tohru Honda walked out of the building she worked in with a yawn, her long brown hair flowing loosely around her. She looked around for the boys, but they had not arrived yet. A voice came echoing in the darkness of the night

" Hello Tave, did you miss me?

"K k k Kinarve what are you doing here?"

The young woman from before stepped out of the shadows from an ally by the building.

"I'm here to bring you back, the guys and I miss you, we want our leader back and you are coming back."

"No I'm not I gave that life up and I'm still in shape enough to ensure that you cant bring me back."

Kinarve smirks and brings her fists up, "Care to try me?"

Tohru spots Yuki and Kyo, she smiles and looks back at her ex-partner,

" I will never go back I have a family now, I don't need to fall prey to the darkness again, maybe we will meet again, say hi to the gang for me,"

Kinarve snarled as she too spotted the boys, "We will meet again, I have no doubt of that

She flipped into the shadows, waiting the next time she would encounter the once famous leader of the Shinaku assassin squad, Sutave Honda. She watched sorrowfully as the great woman who was like a mother to the orphans that made up the gang walked home hand in hand with the two boys.

That night Tohru tossed and turned in dreams of streaked with overpowering guilt, sorrow, anger and fear. The days fighting and killing to earn enough food to eat, for clothes for all of them to keep them healthy and warm. She dreamt of the family they made together, Kyoko, Ritsune, Kinarve, Semaru, and herself Sutave. When she woke up in a cold sweat all she could think about was the sorrow and hate on their faces when Kyoko was killed, murdered by an opposing clan in a planned car accident. That was when Tohru gave up on that life to strive for a better one this time a life where her loved ones would not get hurt because of her. She shuddered as she remembered the long painful days of sorrow, the lonliness that consumed her. The tears coming in waves till of the true tears she had to shed were gone. Then she knew she was cold inside, so she made herself a mask. A mask to deceive everyone, she wove it out of false happiness, and an endless storage of meaningless smiles. And everyone thought they were real because they were all they had known. Only those left behind had seen her true smile one that made everything else disappear till all they knew was happiness. Sighing she got out of bed, that was gone now all that was left was wisps of memory, and a hollow existence.