Hi all! This is my first fic ever so please R&R. Constructive criticism is welcome!
Disclaimer: I wish I owned Fruits Basket,but seeing as I don't own it, or any of the characters for that matter,only the plot of this story is mine. The lyrics at the beginning aren't mine either, but are in fact by Collective Soul.
Warning: This is a yaoi story! Boy on boy romance! If you don't like that kind of thing, please don't read! Rated T for mild language and upcoming chapters (hypothetically, anyway).
So without further ado:
There once was love thrown into your room
But you never knew
A calendar of days just for you
But you never knew, never knew no
And the truth that you'll find will always be
The truth you hide
So how do you love,how do you love
When your angels can't sing, and your world is still
Lacking of me
Yuki was daydreaming. Ordinarily, he was an attentive student, but today it was extremely hard to pay attention – the window was open a crack and spring was undeniably in the air. The boy's liquid amethyst eyes were glazed over, staring out at the explosions of color in the gardening club's flower boxes. At the front of the room, the teacher explained some potentially grueling project to be completed over bread, but Yuki was only half listening. Near the back, a group of fangirls tittered and giggled, batting their eyelashes, but Yuki ignored them, too. His only thought was that this was the last day of school before Spring Break.
Across the room from our Prince Charming, a certain orange-haired teen was having issues focusing, too. However, he was distracted by something other than the approach of spring. To his consternation, Kyo couldn't keep his eyes from wandering over to where Yuki sat. Something about the way the spring sunlight made the other boy's dark silver hair shine and pale skin glow…
Kyo ran an exasperated hand through his own fiery locks and sighed loudly. He happened to catch a glimpse of the whispering knot of girls attempting to capture Yuki's attention and glared daggers at them. Unbidden images sprang into his mind of trussing them up in some tree somewhere so Kyo could have Yuki all to…
This time, Kyo actually smacked his forehead in frustration, drawing curious stares from several students. What the hell is wrong with me? He thought. This is ridiculous! He's always been my enemy, so why-
"Sohma!" barked the teacher from up front, causing both boys to jump in alarm. It was unclear to whom she had spoken to, but in any case, she had both Yuki's and Kyo's attention. "Perhaps you would like to draw first?" she demanded, striding over to Kyo.
"D-draw?" stammered Kyo, taken aback. This woman scared the heck out of him!
"Yes," she snapped. "Weren't you paying attention? The person's name you draw from this basket," she shook it in front of his nose to make her point, "will be your partner for the project I'm assigning over break. Any other questions, Sohma?"
"No ma'am," he muttered, reaching his hand into the basket. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Yuki smirk. Kyo turned slightly pink, embarrassed for making a fool of himself in front of the prince. He grabbed a piece of paper from the proffered basket at random and read the name. What he saw made his stomach turn over. There, printed clearly in neat writing were two words: Sohma Yuki.
And there you have it! Hopefully you all liked it, and if there's anything I can improve, let me know.I will try my absolute hardest to update regularly, though finals are coming up. Bear with me please!