She of Memories Past and Fading
Note:: NOT a Mary-Sue
There was a time when I was a child too.
I had a mother, a father, and a life.
But I was always being reminded of my destiny. . .
And when that destiny was revealed to my mother at my birth, she
left. She didn't want to see her child in pain, and left with my father.
At least, that's what I was told since I can remember.
"You are cursed, someday, you will bare the curse, and that's why
your mother left you. She didn't want to see your pain."
I remember sadness.
I never spent much time with anyone. I was lonesome, and wandered
aimlessly from room to room in the Sohma estate most of my younger years.
When I was about three years old, I stumbled upon a dark room. All
the doors and windows were shut tight, but I could hear that someone was
inside. There was the sound of labored breathing, and the rustle of cloth
as something moved.
I stood in the doorway, frozen in shock and confused horror for who
knows how long.
But finally, I moved, and the door that I was leaning on slid open
There was a startled gasp and I saw a pile of bedding in the middle
of the room.
I think the person that resided under those sheets gasped at the same
time as me, and scared us both senseless. Neither moved, the sheets didn't
even move from the stiff breathing the being across from me was forcing out
I was on my knees now, still staring wide-eyed into the room, my
hands still holding tightly to the frame of the door.
Finally, after what seemed like forever. The being under the sheets
moved, and I gasped as I gazed at her.
She had short black hair, and her deep blue eyes shimmered in the
light that flooded from the doorway.
"Who are you?" She asked quietly, her eyes full of wonder, despite
the fact that she was an adult.
I didn't dare move, not even my eyes shifted their gaze for fear of
"I-I'm Akito. . .Akito Sohma. . ." I replied quietly, my voice barely
audible, but she heard me all the same.
She nodded, as if she had guessed, and let the sheets smother her to
the ground again.
"Well, we had to meet something." She said simply, brushing back her
bangs from her forehead with one hand.
She sighed exhaustedly and let the bangs fall back to their place.
She turned back onto her elbows and smiled happily at me, shifting
the sheets so that she could get out. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Akito
Akito Sohma. I'm Arisu Sohma."
She got to her feet, the long night dress swirling about her feet as
she walked across the floor and got a long robe from a hook and placed it
She smiled at me as she turned again. "Will you accompany me to
breakfast young Akito Akito?"
I finally moved, coming out of the stunned daze I had been in. Was
she. . .was she smiling at me?
I got to my feet, but still clung to the door like that was the only
way I could stay on my feet.
"Actually, it's just Akito Sohma. It's nice to meet you Arisu-san."
Ack! What was I thinking?! Why was I addressing her by her first name
I mentally kicked myself, but I think she knew why my eyes squinted
shut and my cheeks burned. She smiled and chuckled as she swept forward.
"Well, then, Akito-kun, will you accompany me to breakfast?" She bent
and smiled at me, one hand sticking out, waiting for me to grasp it.
I felt the muscles around my mouth twitch into an unfamiliar
position. It felt strange, but it seemed to match the sudden leaping
feeling in my heart.
I noticed that the skin around my eyes had crinkled so that they were
almost shut, and that they sparkled like hers did.
I was smiling for the first time in my life.
My hand moved forward and grasped her warm hand tightly. "Yes, Sohma-
san. I would be honored to go to breakfast with you."
She laughed, and I felt glad that I had used the right phrase. For
some reason, I wanted to impress this woman that I knew nothing of but her
What a lovely woman.
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Ok, this is NOT a Mary-Sue in any way, shape, or form. This is simply
my own guess at what the Curse is, if someone bore the curse before Akito,
and if so, how that person affected his life. And I think that the curse
was probably passed to him at his birth, but for this story, the curse
could not be passed so soon without the person I am trying to portray dying
in the process.
Hey, I was listening to my Fruits Basket English CD (got it at
Suncoast Video) and heard Track 13, (which is called "Strange Family" or
something to that effect), and immediately started to think about making a
fic that dealt with Akito's past. ^_^ So, if you have this CD, it may
become useful in later chapters if there are later chapters that is.
Ok, if there are any questions, feel free to ask me. Though, I do not
know what happens past the anime and the second volume of the manga. (As
this story is being written, only volume 1 and 2 of the manga exist in an
English format and I do not read Japanese.)
Depending upon the success of this first chapter, I may or may not
make more. It all depends on the reviewers. ^_^
Anyway, thanks for reading, and please review it. ^_^ Well, ja.