Something that came to me today. I wrote it in under ten minutes and its pretty darn short. Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket or its characters therein. All rights go to Natsuki Takaya and I make no profit.
Very few things in my life have been beautiful. I have always looked for them and hoped for them, but only on the rare occasion did I ever find them.
While I was kept in that dark room under Akito's torment, beauty was in the rays of sunlight. Those were the only beauty in my small world. Whenever the door opened to let Akito inside I would look past him to see the beams of sun behind him. If I could see them, then whatever Akito chose to do to me wouldn't seem as frightful. As long I had seen that brief glimpse of sun I could get through it.
Sometimes I hadn't looked up and kept my face buried in my knees, too afraid of what might happen to find the beauty in the sun. Those times had been the worst.
After I came to live with Shigure, I continued to look for beauty, for a reason to keep going. I created something that needed the sunlight as much as I did. Something that needed me as well. My garden isn't much, but it remains beautiful because it needs the sunlight and it also needs me to care for it.
Until then, only one person or thing had ever needed me and that was only a precious memory, not something I could always see. That girl would never remember me; I was just a nameless boy who had helped find her way home. But I am needed, and that is beautiful in itself.
The day that she appeared at my door, though, was the day I knew I had found everything I had been looking for. Honda-san is the most beautiful thing in my world. She's more beautiful than the sunlight in the dark room, or being needed by my garden. Those things are beautiful because they give me hope and because they need me.
Somehow Honda-san is both of those things and still so much more. Beautiful. I can truly smile and laugh. I can be myself (however little I know about myself) and she still wants to be my friend. I can tell her all the things that I'd never say to anyone else and she'll listen. I am who I am, and she accepts and cares about me.
I've found the most beautiful thing, even though I never thought I would.
See? The shortest story I've ever written. However short, what did you think? I know its not much, but tell me any thoughts you may have! ^^
