orokid: I know this isn't nearly as good as the first chapter, but I was thinking about it while I was writing some other fanfics (no, the ones I don't need to continue, of course!) so I thought "What the Hell!" and wrote this. It didn't take long, although I think its bigger than chapter one, but who cares? You people didn't when I wrote Kyo's side, right?
Disclaimer: Still don't own Fruits Basket (Damn my mediocre hacking skills…) and I don't think I ever will ((cries)). But I wish I did. Still, wishing is for stars- not me.
On with the story!
Chapter Two
I Accept Him
POV- Tohru
He's so hard on himself, and I wish that I could take his pain away. No one should have to go through the things he has, just because he's different than Yuki or Shigure or anyone else in the family.
But I accepted him.
Would he ever accept me in return, though?
I don't know, and it frustrates me, but I smile instead of force my way into his arms. Maybe I should try it, despite the fact that he'll change into that orange ball of fur that I've seen more than enough times.
And grown to love.
Although I know I'll never get the chance anyway. Whether I accept him or not, he'll always try to hate me.
Yet I still accept him, regardless of his ill feelings towards me.
After my mom died, he's been the only one to break through my mask and make me smile like the old me used to. Even if I've cried on his shoulder, said all the stupid things that I should have known not to say, he still tries to cheer me up in his little ways and protects me when times get hard.
So… I accept him as a… a payment, I suppose. But I know that there's another reason as well-
I am in love with him.
