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Kyo-kun!

Please, there's... something I'd like to tell you.

"Fruits Basket"

--Kyo-ku-- --Me, too.

There's something I've been wanting to ask you for a while.

If I'm fooling myself, please, laugh at me.

Make fun of me as much as you want.

Do you...

Do you... love me?

I mean... you know, right?

Are you stupid?

Shit, my hunch was right.

You picked me of all people?

I thought you loved your mom best.

Was that a lie? Is that all just...

...canceled now?

I can't deal with this.

It's not fair.

Why did I wish to spend the time I have left by her side?

If this is the result, I wish I weren't with her.

Kyo-kun!

I don't want to tell. I don't want her to know.

I don't want to admit it.

But... this just isn't fair.

Please listen! I--

You don't know anything!

You don't know what I did!

I pity you for loving me.

I'm so ridiculously sorry for you.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

She would've lived. If I'd helped.

Your mom would've.

I... knew your mom.

That day...

The day of the accident,

I was standing nearby, and I recognized her right away.

Her profile and her hair color were the same as back then.

We met a long time ago, right after Shisho took me in.

Back then, I was still too self-conscious

to go straight home to the dojo after school, so I'd wander around.

What's your deal?

You're too young to dye your hair orange! Is that natural or what?

Wh-What's your problem?! Mind your own business!

Don't get fresh with me or I'll kill you!

Aw, it's so cute how totally not cute you are!

Don't call me "cute," old lady! Hag!

The little brat said something! Adorable!

You're gonna get kidnapped if you don't stop bein' so cute.

Better go home. You'll worry your mom--

I don't have one! She died!

--And your dad? --I don't need him! Wish he'd die!

He wants me dead, too!

That sounds lonely.

Hey, you! Is your hair real?

"Hey, you" is pretty rude.

Call me Kyoko. I'm Kyoko Honda.

Huh? Her name's like mine.

How 'bout you? What's your name?

Not telling.

"He doesn't like that they're similar" Not telling.

Aha. Guess I'll call you "squirt," then. "He doesn't like that they're similar"

Aha. Guess I'll call you "squirt," then.

--She said she worked nearby. --What's a "squirt"?

--She said she worked nearby. --A squirt's a squirt.

Come by again sometime, squirt.

I went to see her a lot.

"Kyoko Honda" told me about lots of stuff.

About herself, about "Katsuya Honda," and... about "Tohru."

I wondered what the daughter of someone like her would be like.

Today, I'll show you something special.

My treasure!

Tohru.

I wondered what her laugh would be like.

Squirt...

What should I do? Tohru hasn't come home.

I looked for her, but I can't find her.

I can't find her anywhere! She's gone!

Get it together.

I'll...

I'll find her, I swear!

You wait at home. I'll help her. I'll protect her for sure!

That's a man's promise!

A man's promise.

Why couldn't I keep it?

Squirt!

Thank goodness I found you! You were still searching for her, huh?

Tohru's safe and sound! Someone helped her!

I'm sorry I caused you trouble.

Hey. That hat...

Oh, this?

Tohru says the kid who helped her was wearing it.

Do you recognize it?

I picked that hat out for myself, and Shisho bought it for me...

...and it ended up with him.

No. It's not mine anymore now that he touched it.

He... He sucks.

He has everything. People care about him.

So why does he have to take stuff from me?

But he helped Tohru.

He still sucks! He's a bad guy!

I was... gonna help her...

He was born luckier than me, so why is he getting in my way now?

That's how you want him, right?

You need for there to be a bad guy. Right?

Are you on his side, too?! You're saying it's my fault?!

No. The taking sides thing is pointless, like the "good" and "bad" thing.

Don't live your life worrying about that stuff.

It's a waste of a good, kind boy like you.

You're talking crazy! You... traitor!

I'm done with you, and her, too!

Hey, squirt!

I'll hold you to that promise another day.

I never went back.

I was lonely because I felt betrayed, and ashamed because I couldn't help,

and stung because it felt like he'd taken something from me.

I avoided seeing her again. Because I was sulking.

And then...

That day, I saw her again.

I was trying to decide whether to speak to her,

when I saw a car coming zooming toward us...

I thought, "Oh, shit, I have to help her."

If I grabbed her arm and pulled her back against me...

But... But I'm not human.

If I pulled her against me, I'd turn into a cat...

...and people would find out I wasn't human.

So I let her die.

If I'd just pulled her back...

...she wouldn't have gone flying like that...

...or had to feel pain.

I know she wouldn't have died.

But I weighed your mom's life against my selfhood...

...and I chose me.

I protected myself. I put myself above someone's life!

Even though I... Even though I loathe myself.

I hate myself so much, I wish I'd just go away and disappear...

...but somehow in the end, I always protect myself.

I go easy on myself and run away. Every. Damn. Time.

Even right now.

I'm too scared to even look at your face.

My mom...

She went flying and died, too.

It wasn't a car accident, but...

She said she felt guilty for giving birth to me.

Said she felt sorry for me, and it was hard, and she couldn't stay with me.

She was sobbing. And the next day... she died.

An accident?

I heard there was a suicide note.

People heard her fighting with her husband the night before, too.

It's your fault!

Kyo, you drove your mother to this!

You...

You...

No!

No, it's not my fault! It's not my fault!

No! No! No!

Knock it off already. Just admit it.

You know the truth, and that's why you've been running.

Just admit it already.

Everything is my fault.

I robbed them.

I...

I let them die.

Honestly, I almost cried.

That sounds lonely.

Because even if I didn't understand exactly what you meant,

I felt forgiven.

Forgiven for existing, by a total stranger.

Maybe that's not what you intended, but...

I met somebody weird.

Weird?

Oh, uh... not in a bad way, though! Just different.

They said to visit them again.

Even though we're not friends...

Well, you'd better visit them again, huh?

I thought Shisho was the only person in the world who'd want me around.

Mom always seemed like she was checking my reactions.

Dad spewed hatred at me.

The Somas looked down on me in contempt.

Just about everyone rejected me, so she was like a ray of light. Hope.

I wanted to meet Tohru, too, really.

I wanted to, but I only actually went to see her that one time.

I didn't like how lonely she looked.

I wished for the two of them to be happy.

I wanted their days to be happy ones.

In my child's mind, I didn't want them to be lonely, so I always worried.

"Are they lonely today?"

"Are they smiling today?"

It was like something bloomed in my chest, and I worried.

So that day, for the first time, I consciously decided to visit.

Not that it ended well.

And then our reunion ended like that...

She said she'd never forgive me.

She was lying in a pool of blood, and she noticed me there and said...

"I'll never forgive you."

That's what it sounded like.

I just... froze.

--My mind went blank. I couldn't think right.

--Call an ambulance, fast! --My mind went blank. I couldn't think right.

I ran away.

Kyo. What happened?

Shisho took me to live in the mountains.

I just stayed frozen in the dark.

Shisho tried to get me to keep living.

But I couldn't forgive myself for what I'd done.

I felt like I had to be the one to die this time.

So I decided...

It's not my fault.

It's his fault. Yuki's.

It was him. The Rat stole all my hope.

I blamed Yuki.

I created a "bad guy" and made him take responsibility for everything.

It wasn't logical. It didn't need to be.

I just needed him to be the bad guy.

Whatever, as long as I could make anything inconvenient his fault

so that I could pretend to forget.

As long as I could just keep hating him...

I focused on that and erased my memory of letting your mother die.

I can't believe I'd forgotten all this time.

When I saw the hat in your room the other day,

I remembered what happened.

I'd conveniently repressed the memory

and shifted all my guilt onto the bad guy.

My whole life, protecting myself's been the one thing I'm good at.

I'm the worst, huh?

When I "got better,"

I decided to leave the mountains and use hatred to keep me alive.

Shisho's smile looked sad.

I was summoned when I got back--my dad had told Akito I dropped off the map.

Akito scolded me. We argued. We made a bet.

If you can defeat Yuki before you graduate high school,

I'll stop calling you a monster.

I'll even welcome you as a zodiac member.

Maybe I was secretly happy to hear that.

Not because I wanted to be welcomed.

Because I had another reason to hate.

So I went straight to him.

I never dreamed I'd meet you that day.

Kyo-kun, this is Tohru Honda.

What is she doing here?

Can you forgive me?

The guy who ran away? Who always runs away?

Who never said anything-- who always pretended he didn't realize?

I felt irritation and fear, too.

I didn't mean to get too involved with her.

I didn't mean to fall in love.

And yet...

I can't forgive me.

I'll never forgive you.

I agree with your mom.

And I don't want you to forgive me, either.

Not now.

I won't.

Is that what I have to say?

Forgive, or don't forgive?

Are those the only choices I have left now?

My mom... I can't believe she would really tell you that.

I can't believe it, but...

But if she truly did say that, then... I...

I...

...have to rebel against Mom!

Kyo-kun, isn't there any way you can accept that I love you,

no matter what?

I'm disappointed in you.

I won't be disappointed in you.

That--

Kyo!

Kyo?! Stop!

Honda-san...

Honda-san, you should go inside and dry off. You'll catch a cold.

That idiot!

I was completely selfish, wasn't I?

I just confessed my own sins, said everything I wanted to say...

...and ignored your feelings.

And then I ran even though I knew that sometimes in this world,

you never get the chance to see someone again to apologize.

I thought I knew...

...but if I'm just gonna repeat history...

...it's no better than not knowing.

"What's Your Name?"

What's your name? "What's Your Name?"

"What's Your Name?"