"Mitsumi! What happened to your arm?"
I winced as Yuki grabbed my bruised arm. I snapped fully awake as he examined it with the help of the full moon.
"Ow. It's not a big deal." I mumbled as I tried to pull my arm away.
"How is it not a big deal? This looks horrible!"
I yanked my arm away. "It's not a big deal. Sorry to worry you sir prince, but I just tripped on the stairs while arguing with my father."
Yuki's eyes darkened slightly. "Is just your arm hurt?"
"Well." I adjusted my blankets before tossing one over Yuki." I have a few more, but they'll fade sion enough. Are you warm enough?"
Yuki blinked at me. I tilted my head. "What?"
"Am I... Mitsumi you're hurt and you want to know if I'm warm enough?" He shook his head.
I crossed my arms. "We'll sorry for not wanting his majesty to freeze. I get hurt all the time, I'm actually really clumsy."
"You don't seem to be." Yuki argued.
I faced him fully and slammed my hands on the ground in front of me.
"Did you come to argue or relax?" I demanded. "Because I came to relax."
"I....sorry." Yuki pressed his hand to his head. "I'm just worried. Shouldn't you be at hone if you're hurt though?"
I shrugged and relaxed. "Arguing remember?"
"Right, of course."
I turned my gaze to the stars and lay down. "They're really clear tonight." I noticed. "It was kinda cloudy earlier."
"Was it?" Yuki relaxed next to me, although he remained sitting. " I didnt notice."
I laughed lightly. "Of course not, no one does, especially not a prince who's encased in gold." I playfully grinned. Yuki smiled back.
"I'm pretty sure I'm encased in silver."
I shrugged, "same difference, both are high class."
Yuki lay on his side next to me and propped his head on his hand.
"Except gold is for the highest."
I laughed. "Really, and who could possibly higher than you?" I teased.
Yuki moved as fast as a fish in a river. One second he's laying, the next he's crouched over me with a teasing look in his eye.
"Well I can think of one person."
I grinned, thoroughly amused. "You can continue sir prince."
"A queen." He whispered.
I lowered my voice to a whisper as I felt him playing with my hair.
"And how clumsy is this queen of yours? As clumsy as I qm?" I asked curiously.
"Hmmm. Perhaps."
I covered my mouth with my blanket as I giggled. I opened my eyes again after i was done.
"I'll be sure to tell your fanclub you have a queen and you aren't looking for a princess." I joked.
Yuki smirked. "I much prefer when you call me by name... Mitsumi."
I laughed, "you're funny Sir prince. But hey, why'd you come all the way to school if you just needed a breath of fresh air?"
Yuki shrugged, still crouched over me playfully.
"It was the only place I could find you."
I hid under my blanket. "It's mean to tease like that." I mumbled.
"Who says I'm teasing?"
I peeked at him from under my blanket with narrow eyes.
"You're being mean."
"Am I?" Yuki grinned.
"I will win at this game prince." I warned.
"Go ahead and try." He smirked.
I suddenly pulled myself up and hugged Yuki tightly. Within seconds I was holding a very surprised rat in my hand.
I giggled.
"That was uncalled for." He complained.
I laughed lightly and kissed his forehead. "You deserved it after waking me up and teasing me." I pointed out.
Yuki turned around in my hand to point his back at me.
I stroked his fur softly.
"There there my good prince, everything will be fine. Just go to sleep now." I teased.
"You go to sleep you insufferable girl." Yuki groaned.
I grinned and set him down before covering him with a blanket.
"My phone will wake us up two hairs before school so we can get home. Goodnight prince."
Yuki waited until my eyes were closed to respond.
"Goodnight Mitsumi."
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fruits basket x yuki
FanfictionMitsumi Akasha used to live in America, but recently moved back to Japan. Based solely on an accident, she discovers the prince's secret. But when her memories aren't erased, what happens?