Well, after a long writing hiatus I'm finally picking up the writing pen again. This story is a bit different from the ones that I've previously written. It just has a different feel to me. Shrugs Anyway, after watching Fruits Basket not too long ago, my friends, mainly Aerin and Drifter, have been going Fruits Basket crazy! I've had this story in my head for a very long time now but I've finally written it down! Go me! So far, this is only the prologue but when school gets out I hope to write more. Do hope that you enjoy this story and have fun.
TundraFlame
Disclaimer: Ahem. Coughs I do not, I repeat, do not own Fruits Basket or any of the cute bishies in the story. Well... not yet anyway. Wahahaha. Coughs No, I do not own Fruits Baskets except for my original characters.
Prologue: The Eve of Truth
"I was born in order to die..." That's what they always told me since I was young. I took those words to heart, if such a thing exists, and thought of nothing else but keeping them alive. I grew to hate them, but not in the way you think. I guess... I hated them because they could love. They had the chance to love, and... I guess I was jealous. I was human and yet I couldn't be. My emotions, my feelings had to be locked away. I could show nothing. And yet...
There's that girl. What's her name... ah, yes. Tohru Honda. Ever since she came into the family they have grown to love her. Love such a worthless girl. She's clumsy, an airhead, and stupid yet they still LOVE her! What is it with her? Why is she so... special to them...? It's strange... The truth is... when she came to see me, the days after she saw the true form of that monster, something she said... "The important thing is that you're alive..." Those words echoed in my mind. When I clutched her brown hair in my fist and looked into her teary eyes... I saw her. What I saw wasn't the face of this Honda-san. I saw the face of a little girl with silver gray eyes and white blond hair. In the instant of the struggle, I heard the laughing voice of a child with the sound of bells. As I released Honda-san's hair from my grip, I heard the voice again, calling out to someone. But... who's Aki-chan?
TundraFlame
Disclaimer: Ahem. Coughs I do not, I repeat, do not own Fruits Basket or any of the cute bishies in the story. Well... not yet anyway. Wahahaha. Coughs No, I do not own Fruits Baskets except for my original characters.
Prologue: The Eve of Truth
"I was born in order to die..." That's what they always told me since I was young. I took those words to heart, if such a thing exists, and thought of nothing else but keeping them alive. I grew to hate them, but not in the way you think. I guess... I hated them because they could love. They had the chance to love, and... I guess I was jealous. I was human and yet I couldn't be. My emotions, my feelings had to be locked away. I could show nothing. And yet...
There's that girl. What's her name... ah, yes. Tohru Honda. Ever since she came into the family they have grown to love her. Love such a worthless girl. She's clumsy, an airhead, and stupid yet they still LOVE her! What is it with her? Why is she so... special to them...? It's strange... The truth is... when she came to see me, the days after she saw the true form of that monster, something she said... "The important thing is that you're alive..." Those words echoed in my mind. When I clutched her brown hair in my fist and looked into her teary eyes... I saw her. What I saw wasn't the face of this Honda-san. I saw the face of a little girl with silver gray eyes and white blond hair. In the instant of the struggle, I heard the laughing voice of a child with the sound of bells. As I released Honda-san's hair from my grip, I heard the voice again, calling out to someone. But... who's Aki-chan?