Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ By Her Side ❯ Chapter Two, By Her Side ( Chapter 2 )
By Her Side
2nd Installment of
1st person narrative of Kyou.
-No lemons as of yet-
-Jenna
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I'm a waste of life. My own father would even say that, but he's not my father anymore. I couldn't care less for any of my blood relatives. They all irritate me beyond comprehension. I can't take this life.
I thought living would stop hurting if I could be part of the jyunnishi. But now he says it's not possible? How could he make that deal knowing the outcome? To give me false hope? That's likely. I loathe that bastard. They all hate him, maybe some of them pity him, but most hold a deep, unspoken hatred for him. But there's also fear. We all have that unexplainable fear of him.
Living hasn't seemed worth while at all. But, the flower that still blooms when placed into this adversity, she gives me strength. She made me want to live for myself, and now I live for her, and even myself. Life isn't so bad when you have someone with you. So, I'll try to stay by her side.
I should try to sneak back into the house. I can't face you after doing that. Agh, I'm so embarrassed.
As I got up from the roof, the moon was shining high above the water. It seems I had been impervious to time's constant flow. Before I knew it, the darkness had been born from the sun's slumber. Light was reflecting from the moon upon the supple ocean waves which retreated with the tide and rippled in the light summer wind. I stared at nature, wondering how something so beautiful came to exist in the first place. As I braced my arm on the shed, ready to jump down, I saw her. The moon's ethereal light shone in her eyes as I gaped at the her standing there, with the worry returning. Dammit. Why can't I make you happy? That's all I want, anyway.
The dry grass surrounding the worn shed shone with the dew of night. I froze, wondering why it was that she had come out after this worn man. No, I wasn't a man, more like a child caught between my past and what was supposed to be my future. A life of imprisonment. For what? Being born. That's the price I pay for existing.
My hand was braced upon the shed's weathered roof, the lined texture engraving in my hand the mark of rotting wood, as I refuse to flinch. How long have you been here? Watching me? I jump down from my hiding spot.
When did I first come to love you?
"A-are you alright? You left so suddenly....Kyou-kun, did Akito-san say anything to make you sad? Or, or to make you angry?" he insulted you, of course I'm angry, "Kyou-kun?"
I see you standing there, against the shed, your arms to your chest. Those eyes staring into my own, you're so beautiful. I can't help but need to be with you.
It's not embarrassing to love someone.
Forgive the things I do Tohru, but, I don't believe you'll totally disagree. If someone becomes this precious to you, you'll forgive me, because you'll know. How difficult, it is, to not do what you wish. To be with the person you love completely unhindered.
I'm not embarrassed anymore. There's no way of stopping this.
"Tohru..." let me be with you.
I gaze into your eyes, looking, prodding, searching. May I be with you? I could be by your side, and just that. But I can't keep that promise anymore. I have to be in you, I have to have you complete me.
Or I may just waste away. You wouldn't like that, I know. So then, can this continue? I want to be with you. Now.
To be continued? ::shrugs::