Author's Note: This is probably going to be my first and last Kyoru story. Oh my gosh. I'm writing a Kyoru. Technically, I don't hate this pairing. I just happen to like Yukiru better. So…I'm basing this story on the manga. So…here's the new fic! Oh yeah, and here:

Full Summary: Tohru's memories are to be erased. Kyo is to be locked up and Yuki…back to the main house. How much will Yuki and Kyo give up to just to see our favorite riceball again? Will they work together to escape? Will it work? How will Akito react? And is Akito really who "he" seems? What about Shigure? What intentions does he have for Tohru? Does Yuki really hate Kyo? And what about Kyo? Will Haru help? Or another Juunishi? Will it be a happy ending? Or will everything go wrong?

WARNING: SPOILERS FROM CHAPTERS 96 AND ON FOR THE WHOLE STORY!

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Shattered Dreams

Disclaimer: I do not and can not own Fruits Basket. Too bad…

Chapter 1:

It was just any other wonderful and sunny day. It was almost summer and that meant that there would be swimming, sun, beaches, and fun! To most people, that was what it meant. To the Kaiwia High School students, today meant their last day of school—ever. Today meant that there would be no more school.

No more lunch with their friends. No more hanging around in the hallways. No more sitting outside, eating lunch. No more time…just...being a kid. No more making the teachers mad. No more homework. Things were going to change drastically.

That was what it meant on Graduation to these Kaibara High School students.

But to fourteen people…it was almost like the end of the world. Today was the day. The final day. After today, everything happy or good or pure…was gone. Maybe forever.

No more happiness. No more laughing. No more pure and genuine smiles. No more Tohru Honda. Today was Graduation and it was final. Today was the last day they could try and break the curse…and it failed.

In Shigure Sohma's house, there was the usual running of water, sweet aroma of breakfast, and the usual clacking of dishes. Everything seemed normal, yet the whole house lacked the happiness and the warmth and light.

It lacked Tohru's humming, Yuki's smiles, Shigure's cheerful voice and even Kyo's yelling. The whole house was cold. Even Yuki – who was a well-known deep sleeper - was the first one to climb down the stairs. The sound of running water stopped and the brunette greeted the boy.

"Ah! Hello Yuki-kun! Good morning!" she said, too cheerfully, "What are you doing up so early?" She was drying a dish while speaking, but Yuki could tell that her voice and smile were strained.

"Good morning Honda-san," he answered and walked over to his designated seat and sat down. "I…I guess I couldn't sleep…" he answered quietly and smiled sadly. There was an awkward silence. Only the movements of Tohru's rag in her hand as she dried the pans were heard before Yuki spoke again. "This is it…isn't it?" he asked suddenly.

Tohru stopped and looked up at Yuki. He was looking at the table with great interest. Tohru turned her head to look out the window and nodded. "Yes…I guess so…" And she, too, smiled sadly.

"But…you know. I'm grateful…" he started again. Tohru stared at him this time.

"Eh? What do you mean?" she asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"I'm grateful…that you came into our lives. You helped me see that…Kyo isn't so bad. I can deal with my brother better than I know…and you helped us… I can't really describe how you helped us…but you did. And I'm grateful.

"You also helped me…in many ways you'd never know… Thank you so much." Yuki looked up from the table and smiled at Tohru. She only smiled back, but kept on listening.

"And at the same time, I'm feeling regret. I'm sorry that we had to bring you into all the dark secrets of the Sohma's. I'm sorry that we have to erase your memories. I'm sorry that you had to suffer…" he finished slowly and started to tap his fingers.

"Yuki-kun…" the brunette answered as she fought her tears and tried to find words. "I-I'm so happy that I met the Sohma's! You don't have to be sorry about it…thank you though," she sniffed with each chapter, "And…I didn't have to suffer…" her tears came pouring out of her eyes like running water as she reached out for Yuki's hand.

He looked up when she picked his hand up. "I'm glad that I met you…thank you…" she said to him. Yuki smiled and said, "I'm glad…but… I think you should wash up. Kyo will kill me if he sees you with puffy eyes and me here…" he added bluntly.

Tohru's eyes made contact with Yuki's and she nodded and smiled. "Ah! You're right! What if Kyo-kun gets mad at me! Oh no! What about the Graduation pictures! Uo-chan and Hana-chan will kill me if they see my pictures with puffy eyes!" she started to panic and ran up the stairs and into the bathroom, making sure that she didn't slam the doors.

Yuki smiled and watched her run up the stairs. When she was gone, he looked at around the kitchen and said softly to himself, "Thank you…" Honda-san…you've done so much for us. But…what have I done to help her? What should I do so that Honda-san doesn't have to suffer? His thoughts were interrupted by footsteps going down the stairs.

"Huh? Yuki-kun?" asked the grown man as he stretched his arms out and yawn. "What are you doing up so early?" Yuki only scowled and answered.

"I could ask you the same thing…" he said only to narrow his eyes. Shigure began to sniff around the kitchen at the aromas while Yuki watched. What are you planning, Shigure! This isn't a game. He thought to himself as he tried to sort out who Shigure really was. "Shigure." He said sharply. Shigure stopped sniffing around and turned around to look at his younger cousin.

"What is it?" he asked smiling. His usual tactic… Yuki thought to himself. He narrowed his eyebrows and continued. "What are you planning?"

Shigure was caught. Hook, line and sinker. Right on the mark. But Shigure faked his innocence. "W-What are you talking about?" he asked, laughing nervously. He then continued to look at the cooked food.

"You know very well what I'm talking about." He answered. Before Shigure could answer, there was another raid of footsteps and Tohru appeared at the doorway.

"H-Hello!" she said, gasping for air. She looked in at the disgruntled Yuki who was trying to smile and a cheerful and relieved Shigure and asked, "Am I interrupting something?" Nervously, may I add. Her eyebrows turned into a frown and she started to panic, but Yuki beat her to it.

"Ah! Oh no Honda-san. It was nothing," Yuki replied first. He smiled at her and then glared at Shigure. "By the way…where's Kyo?" he asked, cocking his head to one side. Tohru smiled and answered.

"I don't really know but—" and was interrupted by Shigure.

"Ah! Don't mind him. I saw him laying on his bed. Still sleeping, I suppose. But! Nevertheless, let's have some breakfast, why don't we?" he said cheerfully, making gestures along with his little 'speech'. He laughed and Tohru nodded.

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Kyo laid in his bed, on his side and looked at his bracelet with great interest. He frowned and sighed. Today is it…I guess…He thought to himself as he kept looking at his bracelet. No one will need me anymore. Not Tohru, not Shishou, not that pervert dog, not even that damn rat...

"I…don't even deserve to live…" he mumbled to himself, as he laid an arm over his eyes. "I…don't…my fault…" he started to mumble again. "It's my fault…that…she killed herself…no. It's not my fault…GAH!" he yelled and jumped up, eyes widened.

"What time is it!" he yelled and glanced at the red digits on his clock. "WHAT! That time already? Damn!" He grabbed a shirt out of his closet, put it on, and ran down the stairs.

"WHY DIDN'T ANYONE WAKE ME UP!" was his greeting to his other housemates in the kitchen. He clenched a fist in the air and repeated, "Why didn't anyone wake me up!"

Yuki was the first one to answer. "Maybe it's because we all know that you'd rather sleep than wake up…" he teased. That only caused Kyo to be angrier.

"What the hell--? Damnit! I don't need this right now!" he yelled and ran back upstairs to shower. Yuki watched him go, thinking. Does…Kyo know what today is? He thought to himself and sighed.

"Thank you Honda-san," he said, smiling as he got up from the table. He held his plate up and walked over to the sink and set the plate, bowl, and his chopsticks down in the sink. "Ah, I going to change now…" he said, but Tohru started to speak.

"Ah! Yuki-kun! Um…are you okay?" she started nervously, and blushing slightly. Yuki stopped walking. The question only confused Yuki. "Ah…I mean…your cut. Are you okay?" she asked again. She started to get up and gather her empty dishes to the sink.

"Eh? Oh…" he stopped in the middle of the sentence and stared at the floor for a while before speaking. "I'm okay. Thank you for asking," he answered and he continued to walk into the hallway and up the stairs.

Tohru watched her classmate and going-to-be-ex-housemate walk up the stairs of her home. Her home…

Her first ever home ever since…her mother…

She didn't even want to think about it. She closed her eyes and took several deep breaths.

So…today was it…the last day she would keep her memories. She had failed. She felt like crying. No more trying to break the curse. No more Yuki. No more Kyo. No more Shigure. Heck, no more Sohma's. Moreover, their unique family members. No more magic…

I couldn't break the curse… Why? I've failed them. I couldn't help them. That was it. She closed her eyes and forgot that she was still in Shigure Sohma's kitchen. Instead, she was floating in her own world…mind filled with thoughts. Selfless thoughts. "W-Why?" her voice cracked. "Why could I break the curse?" she sniffed and brought up an arm to wipe her tears away.

"It's okay, Tohru-kun," the man said and Tohru opened her eyes to find Shigure Sohma standing in front of her face with a look of concern. "Tohru-kun? Should I call Hatori?" He asked, tilting his head.

It was Tohru's cue to panic. "No, no, no! Of course not! I'm fine! Don't worry about me! I'm alright!" she started to yelled, waving her arms in front of her as if saying "no".

Shigure smiled and said, "Well…you should get dressed now. It's almost time, you know." He leaned back and watched the brunette do the following. She opened her mouth to speak but closed it when she saw the time. She started to apologize and run upstairs. And…she tripped. Over the stairs. Hit her left arm. AND the funny bone.

So now her funny bone was tingling. "A-ah! S-Shigure-san?" she asked as her arm started to "ring". "Could you help me?" she asked as the novelist walked over to her. He nodded and held out a hand. She gratefully took it and he pulled her up—all the while smiling.

"Ah, Tohru-kun… You'll have to be more careful now!" he scolded, holding up a finger and waving it slightly. He cooed and Tohru smiled and giggled. She apologized again and walked up the stairs to change. Shigure smiled to her back as she disappeared into her room.

"Tohru, Tohru, Tohru… When will you learn? Don't trust me…" he murmured to himself with a malevolent smile. He narrowed his eyes, started to hum and walked slowly into his room.

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Yuki Sohma glared at the textile he held up in the air. Its navy blue color matched perfectly with the cap and the yellow ribbon on top of it. He surveyed it before putting it on.

Carefully, he slid it over his school uniform and smoothed out the wrinkles. He glanced at himself in the mirror and glared. "Today's it…I guess…" he said softly to himself. He reached over his table and grabbed his graduation cap (thing, I forgot what they're called) and left his room.

Time for graduation…

--

Smiling sadly at the picture he held, Momiji Sohma quietly whispered to himself, "Heute ist es…" Momiji quietly sniffed to himself.

He gazed sadly at the picture of himself smiling for joy, dressed in kimonos, in front of a brunette who was also dressed in kimono. Heck, everyone in the picture was dressed in kimonos. On the brunette's left was a red headed man and on her right was a silvery-gray haired man.

Thankfully, the picture had a plastic over because the next thing you saw on the picture were wet, clear droplets.

--

Pale and bony fingers carefully placed the kimono on himself as time progressed. He smiled – no – smirked and walked away from his mirror. Walking towards his bed, he plopped himself right on the bed and started to trace the sewn lines on the kimono.

"Dear me… Look what day it is today…," he said quietly to himself with an almost playful tone. "Ah…maybe… I'll go…" He got up and started to walk over to his closet. Grabbing a black shirt and black pants, he began to walk over to the mirror once again.

Slowly, he slipped off the kimono and placed a hand on the mirror. "Soon…Honda Tohru… Soon…" He smirked at himself in the mirror and again, slowly slipped on the black shirt and pants. He smoothed out the wrinkles and cocked his head. His lips formed one word.

"Soon…"

--

Hatori Sohma's head jolted up at the sound of his name. He had been working on his papers late yesterday night and trying hard to think of a solution about what would happen today. I guess I fell asleep… he thought to himself as he yawned and scratched his head.

"Hatori!"

He hurriedly began to gather his papers up into one pile and tried on tackling his loose tie.

"Hatori!"

The voice was getting more irritated now and Hatori nearly cried out in frustration. He abandoned the papers, left his tie astray and hurried into Akito's chambers.

He ran through the hallways and quickly slid the door open. "What is it, Akito?" he yelled, as though he was frightened that "god" would be gone.

Akito looked at him as though Hatori had just said the most stupid thing ever, shrugged and looked back at what he was holding. He held up a blue tie and a red tie and said, "Hm…took you long enough. No matter, which do you think would suit me more? The red one or the blue one?"

Hatori nearly fell down at Akito's question. "W-What?" he managed to stutter out.

Akito kept staring at the ties. "Hm… I guess you're right. I do look better without a tie…," he said as though he was really thinking hard and Hatori had answered. Hatori stood there at the doorway and to make it more comical; Hatori could feel his jaw open.

The head looked at the doorway with a surprised look. He raised an eyebrow. "Well? What are you waiting for, Hatori? Come in!" he invited the doctor in. He stood up from his bed and walked over to his closet for the fourth time that day.

Hatori slowly walked in as though the whole room was booby-trapped and he was about to be seahorse meat. He looked around and started to speak as he kept walking, "Akito…did you really call me just for that?"

Akito froze while in the process of closing his closet. He turned his head to look at the doctor and smirked. "You know me to well, don't you?" He slowly walked towards the doctor as though he was flirting. "Actually…" he leaned closer towards Hatori's neck, "I asked you…" Hatori could feel Akito's hot breath on his neck, "to come… I wanted to see…" Akito leaned in closer, "how you were doing."

If someone were to walk in right now, they'd go off thinking that Akito was hitting on Hatori. But that wouldn't be right, would it? They're both guys for Pete's sake! Or are both…?

Akito was lying on Hatori's shoulder while Hatori stood, frozen at the thought of what might happen next. "A-Akito…" he spoke fearfully, "this – this isn't right!" Pushing the head away, he turned his head to look the other way.

The head stared down at the ground, bangs covering teal orbs from the doctor.

"Do you want to blow you cover?" he scolded and quickly covered his mouth after he harshly shouted those words. Akito winced. "A-Akito…I didn't mean – "

"Forget it," the head dismissed for once. He walked over to his bed and laid down, breathing deeply. Hatori stood there, frozen again. "Well?" he raised an eyebrow, "what are you waiting for? If you don't have anything to say, then go."

"Akito… Actually, I do have something to say," he said carefully choosing each word.

Author's Note: Whoa…how was that chapter? See that cute little purple/blue button down there in the left hand corner? Yeah, that one. Go ahead and make me happy, and click that little button.