Choice
When I was born, I was defenseless. Useless, really. My small fragile body couldn't predict, nor could it prevent the course my life would take. As a child, decisions are made for you, it's only natural. You don't fully understand the effects of the actions that you take, so your actions are chosen for you. But adults, they should know better. Humans, who are not fully in control of their own lives, should never be put in control of other's. They should never be allowed to ruin more lives. But they do. They make more lives unbearable, because of their selfishness. Because of their lack of control. I suppose that's what my real problem is, the overpowering bitterness towards that person I should call my mother. And I am bitter, because I had no power. No rights. No choice.
Author's Note- Okay, so this was intended to be a longer story than this. I might post a sequel or maybe another chapter depending on how I feel about it. Originally, this story had to do with Ritsu, and this was just the prologue. Nonetheless, I'm just going to post it. This is Akito's point of view, but I suppose it could fit with a lot of the Fruits Basket characters. Anyways, I own absolutely positively nothing. Reviews (as per usual) are incredibly appreciated, but not required. Now, before my Author's Note becomes longer than the story, I must be off. Thank you for reading!