Like a Switch [Fruits Basket]

Chapter 1

A/N: This is a revamped idea for a fanfiction that I had a long time ago. I will be going off of the anime depictions as that's the only medium I've experienced this story from. My style of writing tends to be what's called the '2nd perspective' which means that it will have the 'you' view, though I avoid things such as name blanks.

Blanket Disclaimer: I do not, in any way, own or make money from Fruits Basket or any of its associated characters. 

Like a Switch

Chapter One

You smiled as you continued down the street. Every so often you would see someone looking up from their generally straight, strict line of view. It was easy to see that you didn't exactly look like all those around you. Even with the effects globalization in play there weren't as many non-Japanese looking people out on the streets. At least not in this area. Or maybe that was just your experience based on the fact that everyone always seemed to be surprised to see you. You hummed quietly to yourself as you listened to the music playing through the bluetooth headphones.

Even though you did note that you were running a bit late you didn't try walking any faster. You knew that there was a potential that you could be late but at the same time you didn't know the area well enough yet to hurry. You might have missed something and when that happened who knows how long you'd have gotten lost for. You were good at plenty of things, direction was not one of them.

Quickly you moved around one of the people who had decided to stop and stare at an advertising sign. So quickly in fact you didn't see that there was a bike speeding down the street right where you stepped out into in order to move around the lingering person. And with your headphones in you didn't hear any of the warning signs, including a young man warning you to watch out.

You felt the wind rush past you as the bike swerved. Not only that but a helping hand gripped onto your wrist to pull you back onto the sidewalk. Considering that you weren't very quick to recover from unexpected movements, saying that you stumbled would be the polite way to put it. You squeezed your eyes closed as you felt that instantly breathless moment which came right before a fall.

Thankfully you had been able to catch yourself. It just happened to be on the person who tried to pull you away from the bike lane. That only took you a second to realize. What else you discovered was the fact that the man helping you to stand up straight looked absolutely shocked. You flushed in embarrassment as you untangled yourself from them. Apologizes spilled from your mouth in rapid succession as the young man continued to stare at you with a sense of wonderment.

You regained as much composure as you could as you continued to apologize and thank the dark gray haired teenager before you. If it wasn't for the fact that you had already been up close and person because of the accident you might have been hard pressed to decide if your savior was male or female. Their features were quite beautiful and refined which instantly feminized them. Especially considering the fact that you stood eye to eye with them. Which gave you the unique glimpse in the artificial night lights to release that they had to be wearing colored contacts. Otherwise their eyes would have put Elizabeth Taylor's violet eyes to shame.

After what had to be a million apologize you started to turn back around. You still had to get to work after all. Your boss might be flexible with scheduling but you never wanted to be late. That was just poor manners. Besides that cut into your earnings which you could afford just yet as you had recently moved here. Besides that being late just never felt right to you. Unfortunately the person who had caught you had very good reactions. They also apparently hadn't let go of your wrist which you hadn't noticed in your embarrassment. Understanding that he wanted to ask you a question, you slid your wireless headphones off your head so that they could hand around your neck. It was the least you could do for the person who had saved you from getting clipped.