So, this is my first Fruits Basket fic. Tell me watcha think? The song I invisaged for the first dance mentioned was 'Angels' by Within Temptation, and the second was 'I'm The King Of Rock And Roll' by Daniel Lioneye. Also tell me how they fit?

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I hear the sound of the waiting crowds.

I take the deepest breath I can.

I glide out onto the ice.

The crowd fell silent as the beautiful boy ghosted across the ice. Skin pale as snow, beautiful silver hair, moving as beautifully as the rarest butterfly- but with all the melancholy of a caged panther. He was dressed all in black, devoid of all color- devoid of all hope. He was the best.

He slipped off the ice to spontaneous applause and a near-perfect score: 29.0. Instead of being allowed to stay and watch the next ice-dancer, he was dragged away by a slight, dark haired figure. The demon of his youth. The face of his nightmares.

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Had the silver haired dancer looked back to the ice, he would have seen a new competitor glide forth. Also dressed in black (only lacking a shirt), this boy had flame colored hair and golden skin, and moved as if he was on the attack. Nobody had seen or heard of the boy before, but by the time he left the ice, he had a score to match the champion 'Prince' and the crowd had gone wild. This boy had no relatives to wait for him, or no one to drag him away he was completely free- and desperately lonely.

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"Where was the last six!?" Akito screeched at Yuki, slapping him hard across the cheek. "Why didn't you get five sixes!?" Another slap. "Why didn't you get a perfect score!?" Akito turned away, as if too disgusted to look at the pale-skinned boy with an angry red slap mark adorning his cheek. Shigure, leaning on the doorframe, frowned and tried to lead Akito out of the room. He was shaken off. Taking a deep breath, Akito turned back to Yuki, resting his palms on the boy's shoulders. Yuki flinched. Pressing his lips to Yuki's forehead, Akito harshly tapped Yuki's already stinging cheek. "Do better next time." He swept from the room, pulling Shigure after him. The world's number one ice-dancer was left alone, and was able to submit to his tears.

If you didnt guess, the ice-skater from the first paragraph was Yuki. Akito is pushing him to compete so he can have money and fame etc. I dont know about reality, but in this theres 5 judges. I know that 6 is max points from each judge, which makes the perfect score 30. Akito is one picky guy, ne? I know i might have exadurated Yuki's feeling towards Akito a tinytiny bit, but not much. Yuki is terrified of Akito! R&R pleeease!!! I'm dying to know how I did!