Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ By Her Side ❯ Chapter One, By Her Side ( Chapter 1 )

By Her Side

By Jenna

(You know the whole shpeal on rights and such. This is
Kyoru, but lemons won't come until later chapters....
so enjoy my friends! Now, FEAST!)

>start<


One foot in front of the other, a slow stride. That'll just make me fester, not being back there to protect her. I'll just walk a little faster. After all, she IS home alone, and who knows what kind of
weirdos there are lurking around here.

Why have I stopped walking? I can't let what he said get to me. But why am I kidding myself?

My birthright, that's what he can control. Other than that, he has nothing over me! The stupid, fucking bastard! Calling her a monster!? Where does he get off saying that? How can he call the kindest, loveliest person alive a worthless monster?

It just shows his conceit. He's afraid, I can smell the stench of fear beneath his high-and-mighty facade. I am a monster, I know that. He just likes to point it out. To feel smug. The child-like fuck. He doesn't know what she's been through...he thinks all other people's lives are minuscule and insignificant. They're not. Not in the least.

When did I start walking again? Oh well, at least I'll get to her faster. Every second that I don't spend by her side is being wasted. Time will pass quickly, as it always has. Then it will enter a steady rhythm of seclusion, that will string out for eternity. And she won't be there, by my side, any longer. So, I must spend this precious time with her, while I can.

"Tohru? I'm back," you're here, aren't you? Please be here.

"Kyou-kun?" There she is. Ah, I'm so relieved. "Kyou-kun, are you alright? Your cheek..."

I had forgotten, he'd struck me. I'd said I didn't love her, but, that was only to-

Her hand, on my cheek. It feels so warm. Her eyes, filled with so much love, worry, a mix of fear, but you can still see the strength dormant.

I reach out, guiding a strand of hair from her cheek to rest on the side of her neck. What a smooth, radiant feeling it gives my calloused fingers. "He hit me, but it's nothing."

I shrug her hand from my face, proceeding to walk past her into the dining room. All of this has made me quite hungry.

My knees are sore from walking that distance. Kneeling has never felt so painful. Ah, her gaze, so she followed me in. That look of worry is still there. It's cutting something inside me. Why must she feel pain because of me?

"Eh, Tohru, I'm a bit hungry. Would you like me to make you something?" It would be a nice change for her. I'll just get up again. If it's for her, I could do anything, even if I was handicapped with one arm and one leg...why am I thinking such strange things? Must be tired. Damn.

"EH!? No, no that's okay Kyou-kun! After all, you just came back. I was waiting for you to come home so I could ask you what you'd like to eat. You just sit tight, and I'll make whatever you request!" she said anxiously. As her worry slowly began to evaporate, a determined smile graced her face, and I realized my own face had spilled into a matching grin. I suppose I'll just kneel down and sit back.

She is always so eager to please. I sometimes think it might be a bad thing, people bossing her around constantly, like that brat, Hiro. But, it makes Tohru's sweet personality even sweeter, and I can do nothing but let her have her way. I can't help but want her happiness, because
when she's happy, my heart's pace quickens, and I find myself grinning and laughing without a care in the world. As far as I can remember, I've never done that with anyone, except for maybe Master. Except the part with my heart beats, and well, there's another part of me that reacts to Tohru in a rather crude manner. That's my little secret, though.

You can't help what's natural, now can you? She's still standing here, waiting. Go ahead. Ask me what you wish, Tohru. I want nothing more but to make you happy.

"What would you like to eat, Kyou-kun? Salmon, or maybe Tuna? I'll make anything, since tonight is sort of like, erm, Kyou-kun and Tohru's night at home," Kyou and Tohru? Just us? Why is my heart beating so fast? Agh, these thoughts! Tohru, she looks so happy. I wonder what she's so happy about, but, as long as she's smiling. I smile back, sweating a bit now. There seems to be a problem with my eyes. Did Tohru's skirt just get shorter?!

"Ah, uhm. I thought maybe, could I try pancakes," I stammered. Now why is she looking at me with such curiosity? Eh, I know this shouldn't really be happening, but Tohru and I are alone. ALONE. Meaning no one is around, and there's a throbbing urge, somewhere. It's never been so strong before. What do I do? Ah, I got to get out of the room now. If I don't Tohru might realize what's wrong with me, and then I'll really be in a fix.

"Kyou-kun! I didn't know you liked pancakes!" she's so close. Leaning next to me with that jubilant, surprised expression. I want to reach out to her, take that hand from my shoulder, lean in and....

"Kyou-kun...?" she's giving me that curious look again, why?

Ah, when did my hands reach out for hers? When did my lips feel the urge the caress the delicate skin on her hand?

But, this feels right. After all, I do love you, Tohru. It's only right that I show you, isn't it? And we're here, alone.

"I-I.....I'm so..." my face is steaming up. That confused stare, I can't tell her how I really feel. I just need to stay by her side, nothing more. Right? It has to be that or...nothing?

~Before I knew where I was going I had found myself by the beach, on top of a rickety shed, staring out at the water, hatred searing at the vast element, and at myself. ~

How could I have committed such a careless action? Tohru is probably so confused right now. I'm so stupid. Agh, what now, Kyou? Is there anything in your life that you can't screw up? Why is this night so terrible?

First, Akito calls me just to act like a stupid bastard, to tell me things I already know. He made me deny my love for her out in shouts of rage, but words mean nothing. He can't browse my mind for those true feelings, that he can't help but deny. Sad fuck. I almost feel sorry for him.

"ALMOST!" I feel like screaming a gash in the blood red sky, bleeding into blackness. The stars seem to spite me, but I'll show them. "I'LL SHOW YOU, YOU FUCKING BASTARD! I WON'T FOLLOW YOUR LAWS, THIS CURSE WON'T BEAT ME DOWN. You'll never take my will, NEVER!"

I curse, I scream, I kick, I destroy. In the end nothing has changed.
I slink down into my exhaustion. Holding my head weary in my hands, I
didn't hear her come up behind me.

To be continued if you want XD~!