AN: Bri-chan: Hi there everyone! Glad you decided to read this! For anyone who's been reading my fic "Captivateing Eyes" I'm sorry but I probably won't be updating for a while. My spaztic computer crashed and took all my updates with it. I still don't even have my computer back up. I'm updating from my school computer so shhhhhh!

Kyo: Why don't you just update that fic from this computer?

Bri-chan: Because I have freaking writers block!

Kyo: Your so incapable.

Bri-chan: I am NOT incapable! Besides, I've had this story plot nagging at me from the back of my head for weeks!

Kyo: *cough* incapable *cough*

Bri-chan: You know what! You'd better back off before I come over there and hurt you!

Yuki: Bri-chan does not own Fruits Basket or any of its characters. If she did, she and Kyo probably would have killed each other by now.

Key: (You'll get it later)

Word- thought

"word"- spoken japanese

//word//- spoken language of the angels

Letting out a sigh, Yuki looked solemnly at the scene before him. The courtyard was filled to the brim with hundreds of angels, all packed together like sardines. Each was busy with their own task, be it talking over a drink or dancing to the music. They were all unique, no two angels looked alike, and they came in a large range of ages. There were some as young as a few years in age, while others were so ancient that you'd think they had lived forever.

They had all come here for the same reason. It was New Years Eve. Of all the holidays that were celebrated in heaven, this was the biggest. It marked the end of the past misfortunes and looked to a new, much brighter future.

A new generation.

Just about everyone had a smile on their face. Well, everyone except Yuki that is. He never really enjoyed these parties. Seeing all the happy faces only reminded him of how alone he felt here. No one really cared if he was there or not but it was required to attend the New Year Festival. So there he sat, alone in a corner of the yard leaning against a sturdy tree trunk. He watched as angels danced, sang, ate, drank, and were all around merry. He just wanted the eve to end. Then he could go home, sleep, and go back to the tide pools. At that thought he smiled.

I wonder what he's doing?

Yuki's thoughts took another direction then. Going to the field of tide pools hidden in the clouds and to a certain orange haired boy. He went there every day. Ever since...

//Well aren't you in an awfully cheerful mood tonight?// Yuki jumped in surprise as a familiar voice interrupted his thoughts.

//You know, most normal people would at least say hello before coming up behind someone.// Yuki turned around to see the only one he knew who hated these things as much as he did. Hatsuharu.

He was dressed in tight, black jeans, with black, high top sneakers, that tied all the way up to his ankles. He wore chains and other jewelry around his neck with silver piercing in his ears. He also had on a long sleeve, button down shirt with the first couple of buttons undone that was, you guessed it, black. In a crowd of angels in bright colors, he stood out like an ostrich at a rodeo. He stood with his weight shifted to one foot and his hands shoved in his pants pockets.

//Yeah, yeah.// he replied as he plopped down to sit next to Yuki, letting his wings fold out and relax in the process. Haru's wings had feathers as black as his clothes along the top of the curves bone and continued along to his back. Then about halfway down the black blended into a dull white.

//Haru, your an angel for Pete's sake. Try wearing something that doesn't make you hard to find at night for once.//

//Hey, I'm wearing white.//

//Your undershirt doesn't count.// At this Haru couldn't help but chuckle which only caused Yuki to frown.

//Whatever. Anyway, you didn't answer my question.// Confused, Yuki thought for a moment about what question Haru had asked. Seeing the confused look on his friends face Haru clarified for him. //Why so smily when you usually spend these things sulking in a corner?//

Blushing slightly, but giving nothing away, Yuki began started to stand. //I don't sulk.//

Haru smirked as, he too, stood up. //Well you are still in a corner.// Huffing, Yuki began to walk away with Haru following him. //So? What's with the smile? You hate there parties.//

Sighing, Yuki realized that ha wasn't going to let this go without an answer. But it's not like he could just tell him. Finally deciding on a response, Yuki just told him, //It's a secret.// Now it was Haru's turn to frown.

//Why be so vague? Just tell me.//

//No.//

//Come on, why not?//

Shrugging, Yuki ran off, leaving a quiet //Just because.// in his wake. The celebration was almost over and he wanted to be the first one out. He stared at the giant cube that floated high above the center of the curt yard. On each side there was a clock that showed the month, day, year, and time. All heads turned to watch as the second hand ticked by and the numbers for the date began to slide down and new ones lowered themselves to replace them.

The minute hand struck 11:59 and every angel within ten miles began to count down the seconds. Even Yuki counted them down, wanting to go home already. The final, loudest count down began. //TEN! NINE! EIGHT! SEVEN! SIX! FIVE! FOUR! THREE! TWO! ONE!// and the bell of the clock rang. Announcing that December 31, 2009, had passed and it was now January 1, 2010 at midnight. Angels cheered, hugged, and drank to welcome it.

By the second chime of the bell Yuki had long since left and headed home. He flew about six miles until he reached the beginning of the woods. From there he had to go on foot. Once he had reached the age of 16 he had been allowed to move out of his parents house and live on his own. He had chosen this place for several reasons. One was that no one disturbed him here, most would get lost without knowing their way around. It was peaceful and quiet. Another was because from his house, it was only a thirty minute walk to the tide pools. Twenty if he flew.

At last he reached a clearing deep in the woods where his house sat, surrounded by trees and plants of all sorts. It wasn't anything extravagant but it was home. He opened the door and took off his shoes, not bothering to lock the door behind him. He walked over to where his room was and collapsed on the bed, tired from the festival. His mind started to drift toward sleep as he remembered why he had been smiling earlier.

Kyo...

The boy had been on his mind every day since they had first met. Yes, ever since that day ten years ago...

AN: Bri-chan: Thanks for reading this through! I hope you enjoyed it!

Kyo: What the hell! I wasn't in this at all!

Bri-chan: That's what you get for calling me incapable!

Kyo: You can't do that!

Yuki: Yeah she can Kyo. She's the author.

Kyo: Your only saying that because you were in the chapter!

Bri-chan: Don't get your tail in a not! You'll be in the next chapters flashback!

Kyo: Whatever.

Bri-chan: Please review! It what keeps me going!