Disclaimer: No, I don't own the ultra-wonderful Fruits Basket… just this cute idea.
Inspired by my friend, who is on this site as idlegurl. She doesn't have any stories yet, but when she does, they'll be great. : )

Doesn't look like Images And Imperfections is going to get another update before Christmas, but instead, I have this: a lovely dose of YukiMachi, my favourite Fruits Basket pairing! Enjoy! : )

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flurry:

1. a light, brief showering of snow.
2. a short period where a lot of things happen.

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"Machi," an angel's voice said from above her. "Machi, wake up…"

Machi liked the sound of this voice. It was pretty and masculine, and she felt like she could listen to it forever.

"Machi, we're here—"

"Yun-Yun, leave Machi and come help Kimi take her things out of the trunk!"

"If you hadn't packed so many unnecessary things in the first place, then you wouldn't need any help!"

"You're so mean, Nao! All of Kimi's things are necessary!"

"Including the suitcase full of makeup?"

"Yes!"

"Hey Chibi, you take out Kimi's stuff— and while you're at it, take mine too!"

"STOP CALLING ME THAT! And why should I, when you're just sitting there?!"

Machi opened her eyes to see Yuki leaning over her in the backseat of the van, and Kimi looking slightly miffed as she leaned through the door, facing surly Naohito outside. Kakeru was in the front seat.

"Finally, Machi!" Kakeru called. "I was wondering how long it'd take Yun-Yun to wake you up. That drive took forever, it's already night."

"Yes, but it'll begin to snow soon—we'll be able to ski tomorrow!" Kimi clapped her hands.

Snow… snow… snow… the word repeated in Machi's mind. She hated snow. She hated winter.

Why had she agreed to this?

­­­­­­­­­­"Ah, Kimi loves this resort," Kimi smiled prettily as she stretched her arms in the moonlight. "Thank you for agreeing to carry all of Kimi's bags inside, Nao."

"I did not agree!" he screamed, struggling under the weight of his backpack and Kimi's nine suitcases. "You threw them at me!"

"To her, it's the same thing," Kakeru said, pulling his suitcase behind him and adjusting his coat.

Machi lifted her suitcase out of the trunk of the van and watched as the driver blew his horn and drove out. It was very chilly, but it hadn't started snowing yet. She looked at the big sign on the building in front of her.

TOUDOU SKI RESORT

"Jeez, this place is huge," Kakeru commented. Machi dreaded the thought of the upcoming snow as they walked inside to the fancily decorated hotel. The floors were made of well-polished wood, and expensive paintings hung on the walls. "Your family must be pretty well-off."

"They are," Kimi was still smiling. "And since Kimi has no brothers or sisters, all of the inheritance is hers!"

"It's probably a good thing you don't have any," Kakeru said.

Nao nodded. "She'd be a terrible influence."

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Anyway," Yuki chimed in, trying to avoid conflict, "it was very nice of you invite the Student Council to stay at your family's resort for a night, Kimi. Thank you."

"Kimi would do anything for Yun-Yun! He must be tired; being ASB President and doing all that work. It was too bad that Kakeru, Nao and Machi had to come," she pouted.

"We're part of the Student Council too, Kimi," Nao said, going to the front desk and handing their papers to the receptionist.

"For her, we're the less important part," Kakeru shrugged. "What's wrong, Machi?"

Yuki turned just in time to see Machi staring at the ground. She looked up when she heard her name. "Are you alright?"

Machi looked up suddenly. "I'm fine, President."

Yuki stepped closer to her. "Are you sure…?"

"I'm fine," she blushed.

He looked at her with concern. "Machi—"

"We're checked in," Nao interrupted. "I told them we didn't need a guide since you know this place, Kimi—"

"You totally RUINED THE MOMENT!" Kakeru grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him.

"Let go!" Nao struggled and got away from him. "Are you trying to kill me?"

"Yes—"

Yuki spoke before Kakeru could finish that sentence. "Do you know where we're staying, Kimi?"

"Kimi's father reserved a very nice room for us."

"Hell yeah!" Kakeru yelled. "I call the best bed in the room!"

"We haven't even reached the room yet," Yuki sighed.

"Forget it, Yun-Yun! That bed's MINE!" he pointed at Kimi. "TAKE ME, NOW!"

Yuki put a hand on his forehead. "Do you have any idea how that sounds?"

"YUN-YUN HAS A DIRTY MIND!"

"Nao, you will carry all of Kimi's things for her again!" Kimi said, skipping off before he could protest. Kakeru was right behind her.

"No, wait—" Nao groaned, hauling Kimi's things behind him.

Machi pulled up the handlebar of her suitcase. "I'll carry it for you," Yuki said.

"No!" Machi said, a little too loudly. She blushed. "I mean, you don't have to—"

"I want to," Yuki said. He was looking into her eyes, and Machi felt that pang she always did when he looked at her like that. She caved in.

"Fine," she muttered. Yuki took hold of the handlebar, dragging his suitcase alongside hers, and she walked with him, wringing her hands.

Soon they caught up with the others. "This is our suite," Kimi said, opening the door.

The suite was heavenly. When they went inside, they were greeted by a state-of-the-art kitchen. A door to the left of the kitchen led to a light green bedroom, while another door to the right led to a larger, navy blue bedroom. Alongside the blue bedroom was a bathroom that they would all have to share.

Kakeru raced in and out of both rooms. "The middle bed in the blue room is mine!"

"Then it's settled," Kimi smiled. "Yun-Yun and Kimi will sleep together in the green room, while Nao, Machi and Kakeru stay in the other one."

"No," Yuki sighed. "Let's separate the rooms by gender. You and Machi can stay in the green one, and Kakeru, Nao and I will be in the blue one, since it's bigger and there are more of us."

"But Yun-Yuuuun!" Kimi whined. "Machi is boring!"

"Aren't you the most polite person in the world?" Kakeru's voice dripped with sarcasm.

"Yes," Kimi said seriously, "and also the prettiest."

"Of course," Kakeru agreed, and Kimi totally missed his sarcasm.

"Nao needs to hurry with Kimi's suitcases! Kimi wants to go inside!"

Yuki walked past them and into the green room, leaning Machi's suitcase on the wall. Machi tentatively followed him in.

"Will you be alright here with Kimi tonight?" Yuki asked her. Machi nodded numbly, looking around the neatly arranged room. There was a vase in the corner that was testing the limit of her self-control. In fact, the impeccability of the entire resort had been bothering her since they walked into the lobby.

Machi gulped. Not in front of the President, she thought, looking away from Yuki, who was staring at her curiously. That was a mistake—the two twin beds, perfectly made up, were bothering her. The paint on the green walls was fresh and vibrant. The carpet was soft, white and totally unstained.

"Machi, are you alright?"

No. "I'm fine," she said. But she couldn't hold it in anymore.

SMASH.

Kimi and Kakeru rushed inside with Nao, struggling with all of the dark-haired girl's suitcases. Their eyes met the shattered vase on the floor.

"Machi!" Nao immediately accused her. "Are you going back to those old tricks again—"

"I did it," Yuki said, kicking around the broken pieces.

Nao was at a loss for words. "You did it?"

"Yeah," Yuki said. Machi stared incredulously at him as he walked over to Kimi. "I'm sorry, I was very clumsy. I'll pay for it—"

"Oh, Yun-Yun!" Kimi clasped her hands and held them up to her face romantically. "Kimi would charge Machi, but never you!"

"At least she's honest," Kakeru looked away.

"Anyway, woman," Nao said, putting Kimi's suitcases near the other bed, "there's your stuff. I suggest we all go to bed now, so that we can wake up and make the most of the day tomorrow."

"Whatever, Chibi," Kakeru said.

"Kimi is going to change now!" Kimi took a frilly nightdress from her suitcase and pranced off to the bathroom. "Don't come in, Yun-Yun!"

"I wouldn't," Yuki said.

"Wouldn't matter if you did," Kakeru shrugged. "I mean, you're a girl, too."

SMACK.

"Dammit, you hit hard," Kakeru sulked. "I'm going to the blue room to recover. Remember Chibi, the middle bed is claimed by Black!"

"Imbecile," Nao muttered as he followed him.

Yuki and Machi were left alone in the room. "President," Machi started, "you didn't have to do that." She stared at the broken pieces on the floor.

"Do you feel better?" Yuki asked her.

Machi paused. "Yes."

"Then I had to."

There was silence for a few seconds. Machi's heartbeat was quick.

"Goodnight, Machi," Yuki smiled at her. Machi thought it was a nice smile. It suited him.

"Goodnight, President," she said. Even then, they stood there, staring at each other.

A thought popped into Machi's mind as she looked at him—What would it be like to kiss him right now?

"Yun-Yuuuuun!" Kimi skipped into the room. "Kimi is done changing, and is wearing very a very cute nightdress!"

And she was. "It's nice, Kimi," Yuki said politely.

"Dammit, Kimi!" Kakeru complained, coming out of his hiding spot behind the doorframe. "They were about to kiss!"

Kimi looked appalled. "No they were not! Yun-Yun wouldn't kiss Machi!"

Kakeru stared at her disbelievingly. "Are you stupid?"

"Stupid question," they heard Nao say from the blue room.

"Tiiime for bed!" Kakeru declared, dragging Yuki away. "Keep dirty thoughts of Machi out of your dreams tonight, Yun-Yun!"

"Kakeru!" Yuki protested, but the other boy slammed the door behind them.

"Tsk," Kimi said, looking at Machi. She folded her arms. "Aren't you going to change? You should go before they take the bathroom."

"No," Machi said throwing her boots and coat on the ground, "I'm fine like this."

Kimi turned up her nose. "Ew. Kimi needs her beauty sleep. Goodnight, Machi," she said as she turned off the light.

Machi lay down on her bed, staring at the ceiling. In a couple of minutes, the light under the door went off, signaling that the boys were going to sleep, too.

"… defense force," she heard Kakeru mumble in his sleep. She thought about Yuki, and her sudden urge to kiss him. Idiotic, she shook her head. Kimi was right—there was no way that Yuki Sohma would want to kiss her.

And she would have believed that, if he hadn't stared at her the way he did.

Reviewww please. They'll inpire me for Chapter 2. : )