A/N: Hullo, my (hopefully still) faithful reviewers! Ohisashiburi! I've been kind of out it for, well, ever, because my mind fizzled and I've been anxiously awaiting Volume 14 (two weeks, roughly!) to come out in English. That's me, being awkward and just…waiting. Sigh. It's a habit, I guess.

So, since I don't know much yet about the Kureno and Akito storyline thing that's going on (not much has been mentioned yet in published English volumes), you'll have to take pity on me and pretend I know what I'm talking about. Oh yea, it's short!

Disclaimer: Fruits Basket belongs to Natsuki Takaya. The 100 drabbles idea belongs to fanfic100.

Not Enough

He never saw enough of the outside world. Just the walls of his home, the flowers budding in the gardens. The servants, plodding along like obedient puppies. The sun, hiding behind clouds. The moon, rising from behind the giant stonewall of the Sohma Estate.

That one day. That one day he had been allowed to roam free was a rare one. It didn't happen. It just…didn't. So when he was outside, he felt lost.

Who were these people? Dressed in normal clothing or dressed in strange outfits he didn't understand. Talking so fast, typing on phones, scarfing down on snack food Kureno wished he could eat. He was frightened. Frightened, a bit disappointed…but more than anything he was envious.

Because for once in his life, Kureno just wanted to be normal.

But how was that possible? How could such a feat be accomplished by hiding out behind walls all day, following the every whim of…a child?

It just couldn't be done. He wasn't used to the looming skyscrapers above him, the deafening noises and the obnoxious vehicles trundling by. His ears and eyes cried for the peace of the Estate, the tranquility. But his mind knew the truth; that it was just tense silence waiting to snap. So his mind forced him, literally forced him, to step through the city like nothing was wrong with him, like forces inside of him weren't fighting an epic battle worthy of any novel.

On those rare days off, Kureno would leave. Leave to wander, tempted to just run. Run and hide, run and be free. Whatever it was, it was never enough. Because the Estate would always exist, taunting him. And as long as it stood, with its chilling atmosphere, Kureno would never see enough of what it truly was to be alive.