Key to a Forgotten Past

Disclaimer: Oh please… do I even have to say this? Well, I suppose I must… I don't own Fruits Basket. I just have nothing better to do with my life than writing fan fictions of it…

Some quick notes: This is the sequel to the one-shot "The Door to my Memories". Please read that story first before you read this! Trust me: if not, you will be completely lost. Also, this fanfiction is smattered with miscellaneous spoilers from throughout the manga, up to the most recent chapters. Read at your own risk!

Prologue: Behind that Locked Door

A young girl by the name of Tohru Honda sat on her bed with a sorrowful look in her wide, dark-brown eyes. Several weeks had passed since the day she had come home to her grandfather's house, and although she seemed to have returned to her cheerful self once more, she couldn't help wondering constantly what did occur to put that empty feeling inside her heart… that feeling that a huge part of her memory had become missing… forgotten.

She had been told that she suffered from a small bout of amnesia after an accident during the week after her high school graduation, during which she had lost some recollection of her three years in high school. Tohru had willingly believed this, herself, but somehow, she felt there was more to it than they were telling her. She felt she had not just lost memories of a few small events, as her friends had told her on the day she moved back into her grandfather's house, but Tohru felt as if a whole part of her had vanished, as if it had never existed.

Sometimes, I feel as if something is missing… And, for a long time, I've been wondering what it is.

It is as if a locked door is closing the path to my memories…

Holding them from me…

Until I find the key to see what could be behind.

But, no matter how much I try…

The door remains locked...

And the key… unfound.

What was worse – as time went on, Tohru felt as if she had been forgetting more and more about her years in high school... Was that normal for amnesia? She had absolutely no idea. As she looked across the room, with sadness in her eyes, she wondered whether she would ever fully remember what exactly happened for it to turn out this way. It was a desire that she deeply longed for, a hope that gripped her heart everyday, as she thought in her mind:

I can only hope that someday, I'll find that key, and be able to open that door. And then… maybe then I will see, with my own eyes, the forgotten past contained inside.

Neko's Rambling Corner Part 1: And, so begins the sequel of "The Door to my Memories"! Mark you, the prologue of this story takes place a few weeks after "The Door to my Memories", while the rest takes place seven years after that time, during which Tohru was eighteen. This means, of course, that for the remainder of the story, Tohru is 25 years old. There is a lot of back-story as to what happened during this time, which, unfortunately, will probably not make its way into this story… I might talk about it in my ramblings later on, but for now, I'm just going to be giving you a minimal amount of insight on the life of Tohru Honda during those seven years… which you will hear about in chapter one! Until next time… then!