Second Chances (A Yuki Sohma One-Shot)

"Hey, baby, why dont you come over to my place after school for some fun?" called a random upperclassman pervertedly as I pushed my way through the crowded halls of Kaibara High School, avoiding the eyes of everyone. My God, I had only gone to the bathroom to change out of my uniform and Im already being attacked. They all just started at me. Like I was dirt on the bottom of their shoes. I could hear the gossip flying around.
"She had sex with him." Said one girl to another.
"What a whore." Agreed the second. I wanted to cry. I have regretted that night ever since it happened. It was a stupid mistake. I just wanted to forget about it, so why wouldnt they let me? I wasnt looking where I was going and accidentally walked straight into someone.
"Im sorry, Miss Fumiko." Said a soft, melodious voice from above me. I looked up and saw none other than Prince Yuki Sohma himself standing over me with a concerned look on his handsome face.
"No, its all my fault. I wasnt looking where I was going." I responded, taking the hand he offered to me and he pulled me to my feet. I felt the stares continue.
"So is Prince Yuki her new target?" someone whispered. I tensed up and I think Yuki heard them because he let go of my hand.
"No way, he would never go for a slut like her." Said a different person. I knelt down to collect my books and straightened, then ran the rest of the way down the hall, their haunting whispers flooding the hall behind me. I didnt even care that I was skipping that last two hours of classes. I couldnt take it anymore. I ran off of the school grounds and sat down on a large boulder, curling my knees to my chest. I felt tears falling like rain down my cheeks as I silently cried. I hadnt realized someone had followed me. He approached quietly, not wanting to startle or scare me. I could tell by the small, deliberate footsteps who it was.
"What are you doing out here, Yuki?" I asked without turning, but I immediately felt horrible about the way I had said it. I was so rude to him, and I didnt even know what he was here for, so I had no right to judge.
"Miss Fumiko? I just wanted to see if you were all right." Yuki said kindly, walking around the rock so that he could easily sit next to me.
"Im fine." I said, directing my slate blue eyes away from him. I felt him cup my cheek in his hand and turn my face towards him. He gave me a sad look.
"Then why are you crying?" he asked, touching an elegant finger to a tear that had been caught in my eyelashes. I sniffed and looked away again. For some reason I felt I could trust him. And I knew that I had to get the pain off my chest and I would much rather it be Yuki than someone else to have to hear it.
"Miss Fumiko, if it isn't too rude to ask, why is everybody talking about you?" he asked me. For a moment I didnt want to tell him. Finally, I looked down and clenched my fists in my lap.
"I'm a slut. Thats what theyre all saying. I make one mistake, one lapse in judgment. And now I even hear teachers gossiping about me." I stared at the small cuts on my palms from my fingernails.
"Why are they saying such terrible things?" Yuki asked, slight shock spilling into his voice. I closed my eyes and hugged my knees tighter.
"I dont want to talk about it." I said.
"I understand." Yuki replied gently.
"But..." I winced and took a shaky breath, refusing to look at him. "I know I have to. Otherwise it might never get better." Yuki shifted, getting more comfortable on the boulder. It was pretty flat, actually, and wasnt particularly uncomfortable. I could sense him giving me his full attention.
"They all believe what my ex-boyfriend tells them. He told them that I was a slut, that I begged him for sex, and that I was throwing myself at him." I flinched, as if stung, and Yuki carefully put his hand on my shoulder.
"But thats not what happened. It basically started when he thought me getting a tattoo would be hot, so after he gave me a spiked drink, he took me to get the tattoo. I honestly didnt know what to do because I was so out of it. I hate alcohol, and was furious when I found the tattoo the next morning. But he didnt care what I thought of it, because he liked it." I gingerly touched the magenta butterfly to the left and below my collar bone. It was a beautiful butterfly, but I hated tattoos, and anything permanent for that matter. "He told me later he was sorry for making me get the tat when I was under the influence, and I forgave him. God, I'm so stupid for it. He took me on a date and had been hinting all night that he wanted to have sex with me. Small subtle hints, but I caught on to them nonetheless. When he walked me home, he asked to come inside to get some water. Both my parents were still at work. It was just the two of us. I shouldn't have let him in at all. It was a mistake." I stopped and picked at a string on my dark blue skinny jeans. "He didnt listen to me when I told him I wasnt ready. He wouldnt take no for an answer." I finished, breaking down and sobbing into my hands. "I fear I'll never feel whole again."
"Miss Fumiko..." I heard Yuki whisper, his kind violet eyes widening hugely. I couldnt look at him. No one else had believe me, so why should he?
"Miss Fumiko, are you..." he trailed off.
"Pregnant?" I guessed. He nodded.
"No, Im not. I was tested last week."
"I'm sorry, Miss Fumiko." Yuki said, gazing at me in sympathy.
"Please, call me Ren. Its less formal. I'd rather be talking to a friend than a schoolmate." I said.
"Yes, Miss Fum...Ren. Your name signifies Purity, does it not?"
"Ren means water lily or lotus, and is the symbol of purity. Not many people would believe that after meeting me." I replied, a tiny note of bitterness in my voice. I blinked, mentally scolding myself. I needed to stop sounding so ungrateful of Yukis company. Truly, no one else would talk to me, not even my friends.
"I really appreciate you listening to me, Yuki. It doesnt matter to me whether you believe me or not, I just really needed to tell somebody. If my parents found out, they would kick me out." I said, sadly shaking my head, causing some of my dark blonde layers to fall in my eyes.
"If you ever need somewhere to stay, you can always find me and you can stay with us." Yuki offered. I smiled slightly, despite the tears still threatening to fall from my eyes.
"Thank you, Yuki. You're so kind." I whispered, closing my eyes. I felt warm lips on my forehead and I opened my eyes when they left, and I saw Yuki smiling at me. I smiled back, a little shocked, and watched him walk away slowly.
~~Two weeks later~~
Its been two weeks since I talked to Yuki, and though I haven't seen him since then, I thought about him every day. Never in my life had somebody shown me the kindness he had. Knowing that he cared about me enough to listen gave me the strength to face a new dawn. If not for him, I surely would have run away by now. In fact, things at home werent going too well for me anyway. I would probably be kicked out soon. It wasnt that my parents had found out about me not being a virgin anymore, but because they had only just found the tattoo. And lemme tell ya, being called a tramp is hard enough at school, but its even worse coming from your own family. And if they found out about my even bigger mistake, that would certainly be the last straw.
"I'll see you tonight." I called to my parents as I walked out onto the streets. I saw Yuki walking a little bit ahead of me, but I didnt draw attention to myself, because there were a lot of students driving by.
"Suck on this, you stupid whore!" yelled one boy as he and his friends drove by, and he threw a glass bottle of something at me. It shattered at my feet, a few pieces of glass becoming imbedded into the skin of my legs and the sticky liquid splashing everywhere. Yuki had stopped and was running back to me.
"Ren, are you all right?" he asked, concerned. I didnt answer him. Instead, I kneeled down and carefully started picking out the glass that was causing my leg to bleed a little bit.
"Here, Ren, I can help you." Yuki said, and kind of startled me by lifting me up bridal style and setting me down on a nearby tree stump. He bent to examine my leg and carefully pulled out the remaining slivers of glass, then he pulled out a Kleenex from his backpack and pressed it to the tiny punctures. Did he just carry Kleenex around in his backpack?
"Thank you, Yuki." I said quietly, staring sadly at my hands.
"Your welcome, Ren. Oh, and, dont listen to what any of them say. They're just shallow and pathetic and will believe anything people tell them to believe."
I smiled at him, and he blushed cutely. I started to finger the two black kiss bracelets on my left wrist. I never took them off. They had been a gift from one of my friends a few years ago and I hadnt removed them ever. As my luck would have it, however, she had stopped talking to me as well. Our last conversation didnt go so well.
"I suppose we'd better head to class." Yuki recovered, drawing himself to his full height and once again offering his hand to me. I gratefully took it and he walked beside me to school, while I tried to ignore the pain in my leg. I had been hurt much worse before, believe me. For example, when my father saw the tattoo. Thats where I got the dark bruise on my back. He had pushed me into a dresser. But anyway, that doesnt matter anymore because the bruise has already begun to fade. It happened about a week ago. When we were standing on the stairs just outside the school Yuki stopped me.
"Everyone deserves a second chance." He said suddenly.
"Everyone?" I asked him. We were both completely oblivious to the kids in the classrooms who had all crowded around the open window so that they could hear us.
"Everyone. No matter what people think about them. Everyone deserves the right to change. Deserves to start fresh." He said, and he lowered his head slightly and kissed me gently on the lips. Neither of us pulled away until we heard the angered outbursts of the Yuki Fanclub girls (and guys). It was then we finally realized that we had had an audience the entire time. I instinctively lowered my head, waiting for the name-calling to start. But it never did. I cracked my eyes open to find them all still just staring at us.
After a period of silence, Yuki took my hand and pulled me into the school, away from their gawking eyes. This probably wasnt the best idea he has ever had, because there were still people in the hallways. They stopped talking and looked at me, some shaking their heads sadly. Before I knew it my two bestest friends in the world came running over to me.
"We're so sorry, Ren-chan! We should have listened to you!" they sobbed, latching on to me. Yuki stepped back so that he wasnt squished by them.
"But..." I started and they pulled away to listen to me for once. "How did you..."
They explained everything to me, and I wouldve been mad if I wasnt so relieved. Turns out, Momiji had just gotten a new video camera and had followed Yuki to the boulder two weeks ago. Then he had apparently showed it to the entire school on the large projector screen in the gymnasium to get them off my back. As soon as I saw Momiji, I started to cry. I had never been so happy to be video taped, and might I just point out how much I detest cameras.
My ex-boyfriend had been expelled once teachers saw the video and had him investigated, and he was categorized as a sex offender. He would be tried in two months as an adult for rape and alcohol possession. It seemed as though his last girlfriend had been through the same thing, and she was now my other best friend.
Everything was all right now. The weeks passed and before the month was out everyone who had called me names had come to me and apologized. Of course I forgave them. Its only right.
As for me and Yuki? He asked me to be his girlfriend a few days ago and I can tell he is really happy. I know because of how happy he makes me. Im so thankful for him, because without him, I would have dropped out of school, been kicked out of my house, and be living on the streets. Okay, so I was already kicked out of my house. The principal called my parents and told them everything and they just threw me out. But Yuki took me in, of course, and Im actually happy that my parents didnt want me around. Because now I have my second chance. To start my life over the right way.
Awww! So pretty^^
This is my first one-shot and I worked really hard on it so please comment or rate!!