Warnings: Angst, haiku, mild shounen-ai.
Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket or any of its characters.
Always Waiting
Regret for Spring's Passing
Regret for spring's passing-
year after year, and yet
never the same.
Gekkyo (d.1824)
Ayame did not like reflecting on the year.
When the fireworks had finally died down and had been replaced with sakura blossoms and songs of sparrows, everything came back to life.
Life changed each year; Ayame also changed, although unnoticed by most.
Fast-paced before, now things appeared almost halted.
The Snake never felt lonely, only meaningless.
He merely existed, eternally shrouding himself in warmth and happiness where he felt most at ease.
Yet he never gained the experience of winter. Always waiting for the rejection, the Snake could only linger.
Because at the end of each year Yuki still hated him, and was growing up fine without him.
And Hatori was still stuck in winter, where the cold-blooded Snake had no chance of survival.