A/N Yuki/Tohru this time. Review?
Thanks to... Chiruno-Chan
Disclaimer I don't own Fruits Basket or any associated characters, events, etc.
VIII. BLUEBERRIES & ONIGIRIS
"Yuki-kun!"
Her voice seemed to carry warmth through the chilly winter air, and he found himself smiling—nothing big, just a faint, sweet smile that he couldn't seem to keep from tugging at the corners of his mouth. He turned slightly, and was almost knocked over by the flurry of coziness that was Tohru rushing at him. He caught her shoulder and gently held her back, his pale silver eyes roving over her face—the sweet, warm hue of a faint blush staining the remarkably clear skin of her cheeks, which were stretched in an even, perfect grin that led up to her eyes—and her eyes were amazing, too, so big and bright, glittering with seemingly unending energy.
"What is it?" he asked. His words came out soft, muffled by the silent heaps of snow that lay around the school they were standing outside of. The bell was moments from ringing, and they were the only two there. "Can it wait? I don't want you to be late for class."
"I—I suppose," she stuttered, blushing darker. "I'm sorry, it's just… you dropped this." She held something up in a mitten-clad hand, something square and light pink.
Yuki's grin widened. "You didn't need to return that to me, you know. Look at it."
Puzzled, the brunette girl peered closer at the little rectangle of paper, and he knew what she was seeing: her own name, Tohru Honda,written out in neat blue pen.
"I'm sorry I dropped it, it's a bit soggy, and it would have been nice to give it to you personally."
"But I don't—" The confused expression on her face was so cute it practically hurt to look at.
"It's Valentine's Day. Didn't you know?"
"I—"
"Go on, open it up."
The school bell rang loudly through the air, but neither one of them paid it the least attention. Yuki felt warmth run through him as Tohru ripped open the envelope and pulled out the card within. Her face turned the darkest color yet, but as she looked up, her eyes were shining brighter than ever.
"Well?" he asked quietly, catching a strand of her shining hair between his gloved fingers. "What do you say? Will you be my Valentine?"
