💕Various Fruits Basket One-Shots💕

Yuki - Swear

I always got a lot of shit growing up for swearing.

I couldn't really help it, sometimes it just slipped out.

Teachers would reprimand me, they told me not to say such things, that it was 'unbecoming'. I ignored it.

Unbecoming or not, I'll do as I please.

Or... so I tried to say.

Sometimes I cursed too much, it drove people away and I always regretted it, at least a little.

Usually, I could keep it under wraps at school. I pushed it down and played the good kid that everyone wanted to be around, polite and sincere.

It was exhausting trying to keep track of every word that left my mouth. I always went home and let out a loud 'fuck' before flopping onto my bed. It just seemed reasonable.

One evening, I was on cleaning duty and when everyone else asks if I can handle it, there was no real polite way to say you want them to stay. I only agreed cause I had nothing else better to do anyway.

But sometimes it could get frustrating. It wasn't the first time people had done this either. I was getting pissed off by every little thing there was to do and I couldn't even explain why it made me so mad.

"Hello? It's late... shouldn't you be going home soon?" I didn't even really look at who was talking to me, I just said the first thing that came to mind.

"Yeah, I'd fucking love to!" It was more than just passive-aggressive at that point...

I turned to look at the person finally, after realizing what it was that I'd said it was a brunette girl and a silver-haired boy beside her.

"Um- I'm... sorry" I muttered. But the girl smiled and giggled while the boy just smiled politely and they stepped into the room.

"I'm surprised anyone is still cleaning, especially by themselves," the brunette said.

"Well- everyone sorta had... more important things" I focused my attention on the floor trying to forget the outburst from mere seconds ago.

"Well, we can help you. We've got time, right Sohma?" the girl said.

"Yes, it's no trouble" but suddenly I knew the name. Sohma. Yuki Sohma. That super popular guy in my year. I didn't recognize him, but that had to be him.

"Uh- no it um... it's okay, I mean, I'm almost-" I couldn't even get out the full excuse, the brunette and Sohma were already wiping off the desks and clapping out the erasers. "Uh... thank you" was what I settled on, I finished sweeping the floors and sighed in relief.

I was startled as my foot collided with something with a clang. A bucket I had left out by accident.

"Shit..." I muttered. I heard a chuckle beside me and saw Sohma. "You making fun of me?" I asked. He became aware of what he'd done and he immediately tried to explain that he wasn't doing any such thing. I nudged his arm. "I'm kidding, it's nice not being criticized for cursing"

"Well, I have some family members who do so far more excessively than you"

"Really? More than me? I'd like to meet them"

"Are you asking to meet my family, (l/n)?" They hadn't introduced each other, but he knew my name.

"So what if I am? What'll you do about that, Sohma?" The two looked at each other but I cracked first, I began to laugh and he did so with me.

Once we were done, we exchanged numbers. The brunette was Tohru Honda. I had a feeling I was gonna like her and Yuki Sohma.