Fruits Basket Ayame Novels & Stories

" She said with a sweet, yet authoritative tone. The two felt a shiver and obeyed the command that was given to them without making a fuss. Ayase left them soon after and went to the kitchen from which she came back thirty minutes later, with two bowls in a tray. Ayato and the man in the suit sitting at the dining table. " This is a quick dish I concocted, I want to hear your impression." The said dish was white rice and nothing more than that, but a sweet aroma was coming out from the dish, filling their nose with ecstasy. " Let's dig in!" The two took the first bite. " Bon appetit!"

"Aur batayiye, aap karte kya hai?" ("So tell me, what do you do?") Abhiman took the grapes, their dark purple skin staining his palm lines. "Ayman ke saath ladte hain. Uske dost bhi hain." ("I fight alongside Ayman. I'm also his friend.") "Mm. Woh dost bhi rakhte hain?" she raised a brow. "Aisa kadwa muh rakhte hain, dekhkar lagta nahi ki dost bhi hoga koi unka."

“I don’t like it.” I leaned forward slightly, keeping my tone light. “What kind of food do you like?” Her freckled face scrunched in thought. “I don’t know… something warm. Something that doesn’t taste like… hospital stuff.” The answer gave me an idea. The next day, I arrived at her room carrying a bento box filled with homemade Japanese dishes—miso soup, tamagoyaki, steamed rice, and grilled fish. Amber’s eyes widened at the sight, and for the first time, I saw a flicker of genuine excitement.

Now I’m craving green mangoes! "Wait, what are you eating?" I asked Aya. "Mango," she answered simply. I moved closer to the plate full of sliced green mangoes. "Waaahhh!! I love this!!" I said as I joined Aya in eating. Joy just shook her head as she watched us. She stayed quiet, not even trying to grab any for herself. Meanwhile, Aya was stuffing her face, grabbing more and more now that I was eating with her. "Hey, slow down! There’s plenty more inside, you won’t run out!" Joy said, looking a little concerned.

"No, no. It's already too late for that. I got this. I just need to get used to a few things, and I'll be fine." "I can figure it out," she encouraged herself, and as she checked further, her eyes landed on a woven basket tucked near the counter. Blinking, she tilted her head. "How come I never saw this?" "Did Lythari keep this here secretly?" She smiled and curiously reached for it, carrying it over to the sink. "How lovely," she muttered. "Fruits. How I love fruits. Ugh," then she started naming them. "We have blueberries, strawberries, raspberries; not sure what these deep purple ones are called. Mmm… but I think I should know them. What are they called again?"

I make my way to the fruit stand, exchanging a subtle sign with the vendor. “I’ll take a basket of persimmons, hibiscus, apples, and watermelon,” I say. As he hands me the basket, I slip the letters into his hand. He nods discreetly as he tucks them slyly in his coat. I pay him for the fruits before moving on. At the balm stand, an elderly woman, Aria, greets me warmly. “Grand Luna Eve is well, I hope?” “She’s fine,” I reply. “Just complaining about her joints.”

I am surprise when someone suddenly speaks making me look around. I feel my face burns when I see Leo standing on the side going to the back door of the house. “Y-Yes Leo, did something happen? W-Why are you looking for me?” I ask out of words to say. My heart beat suddenly hammers so loudly and beats so fast. “I-I just thought of checking on you since Miss Lana is busy helping the others. I thought you might like to have some of these.” Leo said as he extends his hand holding a basket full of different kind of weird looking fruits.

Blanche was now with her in his pajama with a worried smile on his lips and eyed Narco questioningly who just shrugged his shoulders in response. "Wow, I love it! I love the arrangements!" Eyes sparkle in delight, Sumire said in a shrill voice when she saw how pleasing to the eye Narco's baskets with lots of fruit were. Narco entered all the baskets of fruit inside the manor and put them on the table. Sumire excitedly looked and dig at the fruits like a kid. One by one and humming joyously, she pick on the fruit she wanted to eat and smell it. "Where did you get this?" Blanche asked, taking fruits from the basket as well and smelling it too as his eyes curiously darted on his cousin who was

If Ayame wasn't Lili's mum and I didn't know her, I'd think she was a quack. She raked the substance from the bottle through my hair gently "This is my own mix too. Part of what's in the bath is in here, but with luminescent orchid root crushed into a powder, Amberroot honey, mermaid crest kelp and liquid pearls. You can't neglect your feminine side. It's an advantage to be as beautiful and graceful as you while also being dangerous," she explained with a mischievous grin.

"You must be tired. Kimberly got us a lot of fruits from the garden, have a few." As she spoke, Amie pointed to a basket. Darryl nodded with a smile, but frowned at the sight of the fruits. They were about the size of half a fist, and looked like apples that were slightly darker in color. Darryl also noticed that there was no light reflecting off them at all, but they looked extremely fresh. Upon realizing this, Darryl understood what the fruits were. These fruits were probably from the darker parts of the garden, and hardly got much sun. That was why they were so dark in color.