Reaching for the Sun
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Fruits Basket › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
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Category:
Fruits Basket › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
3,302
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Fruits Basket, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Reaching for the Sun
Hello all, and thank you for reading my story! Reviews will be cherished and loved, as this is my first ever fanfic. Please help me get the motivation to update, constructive criticism is appreciated, but flames will be ignored. I wrote this story because I found a serious lack of Haru/Yuki fanfics. This first chapter is really more of a prologue. In future chapters I promise hot sexy (not to mention detailed) mansmut (tm) so stay tuned.
Now, on to the story. A short note first: The story will switch point of views, which will be shown with the little ~~~ going across the page.
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Have you ever craved something to the point you thought you would never get it? Have you ever wanted someone for so long that you feared your heart would explode if you did not have them? I have felt this all encompasing fixation, and I am all the happier for it. My name is Hatsuharu Sohma, and I guess you could call this my story.
Sohma Yuki was the bane of my existence in my younger years, although he was clueless that he was my nemesis. I could lie to you and tell you I loved him from the start, but that...well that is just a lie. Black Haru does that enough for the both of us, so I will refrain from romanticizing my then hatred.
As it came to pass, my hatred was grounded in lies and misconceptions. I never felt more a fool than the day I stood before his circular window yelling false accusations. I have also never been struck so dumb by cupid\'s arrow. Before Yuki, I had seen others, that in my childish mind, had regarded as lovely. However, Yuki left me floored. If a young child can fall in love, then I did. That day, I lost my heart to a violet eyed prince of rats. At the time though, I did not understand the depth of what I felt.
Years later I found myself becoming increasingly jealous of one Honda Tohru. I tried to tell myself that Yuki would be happier with the love of a woman. I tried to make myself see that her genuine kindness and love was exactly what Yuki\'s shattered mind needed. Tried...and failed to see her as the salve that would completely heal the mental wounds Akito had inflicted. I tried...I really did, but that stubborn part of me just could not let go of so many years spent dreaming of his loving embrace. In the end I came to love her as a friend, but Yuki remained, seemingly untouchable to an ox like me. He was the sun...and I was just a mortal reaching towards the sky. I longed to touch him...even if it meant burning in the flames of my desire forever more.
Now, on to the story. A short note first: The story will switch point of views, which will be shown with the little ~~~ going across the page.
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Have you ever craved something to the point you thought you would never get it? Have you ever wanted someone for so long that you feared your heart would explode if you did not have them? I have felt this all encompasing fixation, and I am all the happier for it. My name is Hatsuharu Sohma, and I guess you could call this my story.
Sohma Yuki was the bane of my existence in my younger years, although he was clueless that he was my nemesis. I could lie to you and tell you I loved him from the start, but that...well that is just a lie. Black Haru does that enough for the both of us, so I will refrain from romanticizing my then hatred.
As it came to pass, my hatred was grounded in lies and misconceptions. I never felt more a fool than the day I stood before his circular window yelling false accusations. I have also never been struck so dumb by cupid\'s arrow. Before Yuki, I had seen others, that in my childish mind, had regarded as lovely. However, Yuki left me floored. If a young child can fall in love, then I did. That day, I lost my heart to a violet eyed prince of rats. At the time though, I did not understand the depth of what I felt.
Years later I found myself becoming increasingly jealous of one Honda Tohru. I tried to tell myself that Yuki would be happier with the love of a woman. I tried to make myself see that her genuine kindness and love was exactly what Yuki\'s shattered mind needed. Tried...and failed to see her as the salve that would completely heal the mental wounds Akito had inflicted. I tried...I really did, but that stubborn part of me just could not let go of so many years spent dreaming of his loving embrace. In the end I came to love her as a friend, but Yuki remained, seemingly untouchable to an ox like me. He was the sun...and I was just a mortal reaching towards the sky. I longed to touch him...even if it meant burning in the flames of my desire forever more.