Title: Admiration
Author: Seireenko (Yes, this is my other screen name since this screen name on this site is too long!)
Pairing: Sohma Ritsu/Sohma Ayame
Fandom: Fruits Basket
Theme: #4 our distance and that person
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own Ritsu/Ayame or Fruits Basket. They belong to Natsuki Takaya.
Summary: How did Ritsu come to admire Ayame?
Notes: This story takes place during the time when Ritsu was younger (I don't know what age he was when he started cross-dressing) and of course, long before he along with the other Sohmas met Tohru. Each chapter will stand alone as one piece.
Why am I born in this world? Young Ritsu thought as he saw his parents continue to apologize for him. Seeing this made the strange cross-dressing little boy feel like he was a burden to the Sohma family and made him wish that he had never been born. Even being cursed as the spirit of the monkey didn't help; he wasn't as talented as the other Sohma children. Ritsu desperately wished he wasn't a disappointment to everyone.
One New Year's Eve night as usual, the small kimono-clad child would hide behind either his mother or his father not showing his presence to the main head or the other Jyunnishi. It was the Year of the Snake and already everyone has gathered around. Ritsu stuck his head out from behind his mother as music began playing. His brown eyes were fixed on the silver-haired figure who was now dancing.
Ritsu had heard many stories about Ayame but they had never met. Even for someone so young yet older than him, Ritsu saw that Ayame had so much confidence. He even thought the older boy was beautiful. He wasn't sure of the feelings he was experiencing right now but he was too much in awe to care. The sight Ritsu saw was simply breath-taking!
Ritsu knew that somehow he had to approach Ayame, but he felt that now was not the time. Just the thought either made him blush, stutter in incoherent sentences, or in the worse case scenario, apologize loudly and excessively for thinking that Ayame would spend time with someone as worthless as him. Maybe...someday, he thought.