The Blood that Ties

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Shina- Shh!
Tora get your butt over here with that paper that says we own Fruits Basket!

Tora- Ow! What
the hell was that? looks down to see a rope around her
ankle. Shina they’ve got me!

Shina class=GramE>sighs Do I have to do everything my self? grabs
a cross and garlic to ward off the lawyers.

Lawyers-
Hissssss! Just give us the ownership papers and no one gets hurt.

Shina-NEVER!

Tora- ow ow ow
ow! lawyers hold a knife to her neck

Shina-reluctantly
hands over the papers. FINE! But we own everything else! HAH! class=GramE>shoves finger lawyers face. He tries to bite her. class=GramE>ok bye now! Shina and Tora like the devil is at their heels
(which is kinda true, the lawyers)

Tora’s P.O.V.

Chapter 1

“For the last
time Shina, you did not have a previous life” I argued as Shina and I walked class=GramE>down the street.

“And I’m
telling you I did, Tora. I have some memories that I don’t remember having.”
Shina said.

I sighed in
defeat as I pushed my short brown hair out of my blue eyes. I could feel the
sun warm my arms. It was warm, so I had a grey halter on under a white short
sleeved blouse. I wore a black skirt that flowed down to the ground. My white
keds peeked out from beneath the skirt.

Shina on the
other hand was another story. Her long black hair floated around her pale
shoulders exposed by the black and red halter top she wore. Her red and black
wrap skirt hung to her knees covering a pair of short black shorts. class=GramE>Her mid calf high boots completed the outfit.

“You now what
Shina you are so…WHOA!” before I could finish the sentence, I had fallen to the
ground with my usual grace. Shina’s laughter greeted me as I landed. I looked
up at her and growled, “I hate you.” As I turned to get up a hand was offered
to me. A deep male voice spoke.

“You should
really watch where you’re going. Are you all right miss?”
I looked up to thank the man for his help, when my words were cut short as I
gazed into a deep olive green eye, the other being covered by a crop of dark
brown hair. I took the offered hand and he pulled me to my feet.

“Thank you.” I
muttered as I broke my gaze. I looked around to see two other men standing
behind him. One was wearing a grey kimono and was laughing harder than Shina,
who (for once) had gone strangely silent. The other, I’m not sure if he was a
manor not chuckled rather gaily. (And I mean that literally.)

The green eyed
man glanced back at the two men and said, “Could you please stop acting like
idiots for once and just be silent?” The silver haired man turned startling
amber eyes on him and said loudly and rather dramatically, “Oh, Hari, you’re so
cruel to me!” As they bickered back and forth, I looked back at Shina. Her hair
was covering most of her face except for one eye. The blue of her eye was
clouded with an unknown power, and I felt my self start to shake.

Shina whipped
her hair out her face in slow motion. All three men got silent (well the two
hyenas mostly.) The green eyed one called Hari just stared.

“I-Isuzu?” he
murmured. I looked around to see who he was talking to.

“Excuse me?”
Shina said. Hari shook his head.

“I’m sorry.
You look like someone we once knew. If you’ll excuse us.
Shigure! Ayame! Shut your gaping mouths will you?” He said as he pushed the two
ahead of him.

“Strange men.” I muttered as the trio walked away. I turned
to back to Shina to see her studying the name on the door.

“Sohma,” Shina
said before her eyes rolled back up into her head and she collapsed on the
ground, unconscious.

“SHINA! UM, HELP!”