Hi ^_^ this is my first attempt
at a Fruits Basket fic, so please don't hurt me *hides under a table* I
will try my best, I promise *crosses fingers* and one other thing... I
don't own Fruits Basket... yes, I would like to own it, but as hard as
I try I can't get them to give it to me... I'm going to keep trying though
^_~
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How to say... I Love You
Story by: Sohma Star (Star-chan)
Yuki watched the girl as she carefully hung the laundry to dry. The wind swept through her hair, and the sun smiled down on her as if she were an angel, and to him she was. Her kindness and love had saved him from loneliness, and despair. It had given him something to live for, something to hold onto, and to treasure. A sudden gust of wind ripped the sheet she was hanging from her hands, quickly she snatched it back in a panic apologizing to no one in particular. Yes, this was Honda-san, his Honda-san. He smiled gently as he thought, she managed to accomplish what others deemed impossible, she always gave her best, and everything she gave was genuine... Yes, Honda Tohru was indeed... genuine~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
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Well, that's the prologue... tell me if I should continue,
or just give it up. I'm not really sure where this is going, but I do have
some ideas... (if I continue) I think it'll become a flashback of the last
two years, containing what Tohru did exactly to make Akito accept her,
etc. Then it will go back to the present where Yuki is battling his feeling
for Tohru. If you have ideas please let me know. Ok, I'll shut up now...
^_^ Ja!
Story by: Sohma Star (Star-chan)
Yuki watched the girl as she carefully hung the laundry to dry. The wind swept through her hair, and the sun smiled down on her as if she were an angel, and to him she was. Her kindness and love had saved him from loneliness, and despair. It had given him something to live for, something to hold onto, and to treasure. A sudden gust of wind ripped the sheet she was hanging from her hands, quickly she snatched it back in a panic apologizing to no one in particular. Yes, this was Honda-san, his Honda-san. He smiled gently as he thought, she managed to accomplish what others deemed impossible, she always gave her best, and everything she gave was genuine... Yes, Honda Tohru was indeed... genuine
It was hard to believe that two years had already
passed since Honda-san had started living with them. Two nearly perfect
years, marred only with the occasional incident, or encounter with Akito.
Akito, now there's a name he hadn't even thought of in a long time... yes,
Honda-san had eventually calmed even Akito, the tyrant clan leader. Somehow
she had taken the tattered pieces of the Sohma Family, and mended them
back together, each stitch she placed had brought them closer, and now
the "family" was truly a family. All this was thanks to the loving and
diligent efforts of Honda Tohru.
