Cross-posted from Fanfic Bake-off

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Title: I want to break free…
Fandom: Fruits basket
Author: kira
Words: 297
Rating: G
Summary: Akito wants to be free…
Warnings: none




Akito looked out at her private garden and sighed. She felt trapped, unlike the birds singing in the trees, which were free to come and go as they pleased. She supposed she could go out and sit outside and enjoy the warm spring day and bask in the sunshine for a bit. Maybe bring some color to her cheeks like that dammed dog, Shigure, was always telling her to do. But somehow her ennui kept her rooted to the spot and she simply lay there, sprawled out on the floor. She sighed, closing her eyes; and drifted off to sleep…


Title: Writer’s Block
Fandom: Fruits basket
Author: kira
Words: 297
Rating: G
Summary: Shigure has a bit of writer’s block…
Warnings: none

For kat, who gave me Shigure to write about…




Shigure set his pen down and stared down at the blank sheet of paper, willing a story to pop into his head, but nothing came to mind. Feeling a bit warm, he picked up the fan that was lying on his desk and fanned himself a few times, before putting it back. At this point, he was more interested in doing anything else but writing.

Humming tunelessly, he wondered what he could do to get his editor off his back, while he worked through this blockage. As he stared at the paper, he wondered if he could appease her with a “naughty novel,” full of young lust and sizzling hot sex. Sighing softly, he realized that would never do as he was supposed to be writing something for a younger crowd. It was tempting, but he did not want to give Mitchan a heart attack over it. Bad enough, he liked to hide on her whenever he had a deadline due, despite having a completed novel to give her.

Shigure tried drumming his fingers on the desk, hoping the rhythmic sounds would spark something. All it did was remind him how much he missed his best friends, who were also his cousins. But it did get him thinking about high school and the mischief the three of them used to get up to. That had him reaching for his pen. Inspiration had finally struck and he began to write about a group of guys in high school and the girls they liked, which he hoped would appeal to a male as well as female audience. Grinning wickedly, he made a quick mental note to ask Kyou how he liked it so far. Getting a rise out of the cat was as almost as much fun as teasing Mitchan…


Title: My Love
Fandom: Fruits basket
Author: kira
Words: 284
Rating: G
Summary: Ayame loves Mine…
Warnings: none

For Jen, who loves these two as much as I do…



Ayame looked up at his wife, Mine, and smiled. He was busy hemming the outfit for one of his clients that she had on and he thought she looked even more beautiful than ever in it. When she smiled warmly back at him, his heart skipped a beat. Smart and sassy, she was his soul mate and he had fallen hopelessly love with her the minute he had seen her. He still marveled at how well she had kept his secret, so well in fact, that Akito never had an inkling that some outsider, other than Tohru, knew about the curse.

As he carefully pinned up the hem on the frilly maid’s outfit, he thought about all those times he had snuggled in her bosom, looking for warmth. He also chuckled softly to himself when he recalled the first time he had changed into a snake and how calmly she took in not only that and his need for warmth, but his transformation back a few minutes later. She had made so off hand joke about his nudity which led to several questions as he dressed, finally ending in her drawing the truth out of him. But her ability to keep a secret that made her such a great employee in this line of work, proved invaluable to their relationship. What everyone saw as a whirlwind romance, was actually a long, drawn out love affair, full of secret trysts and fiery passion.

When their song came on the radio, Ayame stood up. Resisting the urge to embrace, he took her hand in his instead. And just like the first time they declared their lover for each other, he kissed her fingers and she smiled…