I don't own Fruits Basket.
Bunny
She was beautiful... stunning, from the first moment I saw her. Her brown hair flew about her face when she turned, her eyes beamed kindness to all about her... and when she laughed...
I leaned back against the school gate, waiting for Kyo and Yuki... and Tohru. Beautiful, kind, loving Tohru. Sparkling in your burst of life...
I got out my notebook and wrote that down. I'd already used up more than half of it in rhapsodic praise of her... I never used her name. of course. Someone might find it and read it who wouldn't understand. Haru had read it once... I had left it outside the house, and Haru brought it in right as it began to rain. He gave me this look of complete understanding when he brought it in. Haru, the perfect older brother... even though I'm older by a bit.
I laughed at the thought, and waited for my Princess and her escorts.
Should I write that down too? Maybe so.
-The End-
Should I continue this? Review if so.
MP: Good... for a prologue.
Me: I'm going to take that at face value.
MP: Go right ahead. It occurs to me that you never actually SAID who was speaking.
Me: You can call me stupid, but don't call my readers stupid!
MP: You're all idiots.
Me: BAD KOALA!