DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN FRUITS BASKET! OR 'I'M YOURS' BY THE SCRIPT OR 'THE SCRIPT' AS THAT SAD AS I IS! NO CREDIT FOR POOR, OLD LONLEY MOI!
ANYWAY, I HAVE HAD THIS SONG IN MY LIBARY FOR AGESA AND I HAVE MEANING TO WRITE A SONGFIC ABOUT THIS FOR EVA, AND FINALLY FELT LIKE DOING IT TODAY! SO HERE GOES...
You touch these tired eyes of mine
And map my face out line by line
And somehow growing old feels fine
I listen close for I'm not smart
You wrap your thoughts in works of art
And they're hanging on the walls of my heart
It was one of those warm, beautiful summer's days. A brunet haired girl and a fiery haired boy lay on their backs peacefully on the picnic rug, as they gazed up at the passing, candyfloss like clouds whilst he held on to her.
"Look Kyo-kun, a dragon!" The young girl pointed out the dragon shaped cloud in the aqua blue sky to the love stricken boy.
"Tohru" the boy looked over his love with eyes that reflected pure love and careness for the girl that lay beside him.
I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I'm yours
And though my edges may be rough
I never feel I'm quite enough
It may not seem like very much
But I'm yours
"Now look Kyo-kun, a CAT! Isn't that cute!" The girl pointed out yet another cloud
"Tohru" He almost asked but calmly demanded as the girl was still oblivious to the boys call as she carried on pointed out clouds.
You healed these scars over time
Embraced my soul
You loved my mind
You're the only angel in my life
The day news came my best friend died
My knees went weak and you saw me cry
Say I'm still the soldier in your eyes
"Tohru" He said again as he brought his rough had to her soft, warm cheeks and tilted her head to face his.
"Tohru" He quietly whispered in to ear, he felt her cheeks burn against his palms and then brought those precious lips to his in a romantic kiss.
"Y...yes Kyo-k...kun?" She stuttered and he chuckled, he loved the fact that he made this beautiful, precious girl stutter and blush by just a simple kiss. Then the manly figure started to... sing, he sang softly against her ear:
"I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I'm yours
And though my edges may be rough
I never feel I'm quite enough
It may not seem like very much
But I'm yours"
Then he brought his face from hers to see that she was crying, not of fear, or sadness but of love and happiness.
He kept singing but now facing her.
"I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
I know I don't fit in that much..."
He brought his hand up to reveal a small velvet. She gasped and tears started to stream down her face as a small but a smile that showed love and affection. He opened the velvet flip open box to find and a gold band and a diamond in the centre. He brought up her hand and carefully placed the ring on to her wedding figure. Thankfully it fitted perfectly, and sang the last words to the song...
"...But I'm yours"
AWWWWWW HOW CUTE BUT KINDA CHEESEY! I HOPE YOU HAVE ENJOYED READING IT, I AM SORRY IT WAS RATHER SHORT, BUT PLEASE REVIEW! THANKYOU XXXX
