LONELY IN GORGEOUS by Alyssa in Wonderland

Yuki Speaks

I looked out the taxicab's window. It was snowing and my breath made the windows fog. It was winter in Japan, and I had finally come back home from studying abroad.

I'm not sure which one is worst--the fact that I'm starting to feel sad and depressed or the impact of being cursed lonely. Winter always does bring two things: joy or depression. It seems God wasn't so kind to me this year.

It's been six years since graduation. I wasn't free of the real curse, but I felt free. All in thanks to her…the one who has held me prison with the images of her face in my head. She brought me freedom each day and with each day captured me. I shook my head. God, I sometimes wish I never met her. Many people would say I'm "such a nice guy". But, they don't know the selfish wish I had deep down…

My feelings for her, those days, drove me to madness. Was she a mother? Was she a woman? I wasn't quite sure…did I want that? Maybe it's my damned fault. It is my fault. I could've caught her. I could've been the man she fell in love with. I could've told her. I could've…

I couldn't have.

I was…still am a coward to this day and uncertain coward, indeed.

"Sir, this is your stop?" The driver asked ruining my reverie.

"Yes, you can pull over at this corner. Thank you." I replied handing him money.

I got out of the cab and braced myself against the unwelcoming cold. I walked towards the familiar forest path remembering how I held her hand to come back home. I felt happy, that I remembered for sure. But…

I wasn't the only person she held hands with.

I suddenly found myself in front of the house's front door. It was the same old, prone to be torn apart home. Shigure's home.

The door opened. A pair of dazzling blue-green eyes looked back at me. All of a sudden, it began to water as I was enveloped into a one-second hug.

My home.

"Tohru? What did you do to Yuki?" Shigure asked in panic stricken voice.

Our home.

Tohru Speaks

I was totally caught off guard as I saw Yuki. I had opened the door thinking it was Kyo back from Kazuma's dojo. But, what I saw was a mysterious figure of a tall man. He was clad in a black, his mauve eyes glowing and his silver, long hair shining against the winter moon. Snow danced about him…

Always like a prince. That's Yuki for you.

"Really, Tohru, must you attack poor Yuki like so? I'm sure he's tired from his flight." Shigure stated as he sat down with me. I sighed and smiled nimbly, "It's just been a very long time. He always wrote letters once a month…that turned into once a year. Then, finally, without notice, he comes home."

"It is the holiday." Shigure argued.

"What about the other six he missed?" I asked.

"Good point. Why don't we ask him?" Shigure said looking up behind me.

I turned around and saw Yuki scratching his head in fatigue. It seems like he's still a sleepy person. I smiled lightly to myself. He sighed and suppressed a yawn. Yuki groggily looked at me and smiled, "I'm home."

I felt my heart give a slight, painful thump.

How odd…

How odd that I never knew how much I missed him, until I shed those tears hugging him from the cold outside earlier.

Yuki Speaks

I smiled at her. I never got the chance to see her fully. Her brown hair was cut above her shoulders in layers framing her face. It drew more attention to her blue-green eyes. She wore a white long sleeved turtleneck with a brown, corduroy jumper dress.

Tohru smiled back at me and replied, "Welcome back, Yuki."

How long have I waited for her to speak my name.

"It's been forever." I whispered, my attention to the woman in front of me. To the only woman I've loved.

End of One

Author's Notes: Drama. Drama. Drama. That's all there is to say. Don't ask about the other stories. I'll update when inspiration hits me. Reviews and opinions are thoroughly welcomed. Disclaimer: Fruits Basket is not mine—Miracle by Vertical Horizon is not mine.