Novel & Cerita Fruits Basket Fanfic

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 thought it was something serious, not knowing she had called just to show off an unusually large fruit. “Why that face?” She asked, looking me over. “I was thinking we were in trouble.” I groaned. “Trouble? Come on, I just called to show off the biggest fruit in my basket.” “My basket rather.” I snapped. “Excuse me, my basket, not yours.” She said with a possessive tone. Closing the gap between us, I snatched the fruit from her hand and before she could do anything about it, I took a large bite of it.

Unknowingly, I was waiting for his arrival. "What's this?" I asked surprised. I leaned my body against Dylan's body. It's been my favorite position lately. “I brought you fruits from the forest in the eastern region. These fruits were difficult for ordinary people to obtain because the forest where they grew was almost filled with monsters. I'm sure this fruit will suit your taste, Fuschia,” Dylan said, his glittering eyes remind me of stars, looking for an appreciation.

I raise my eyebrow. “What happened to being clear-headed when you’re with me, hmm?” I ask, but he only chuckles. “Just one glass won’t make us shitfaced. I can tell you’re nervous about being alone with me, so maybe this will relax you a little bit.” He says, pouring himself a glass, then pours me one. I look over into the picnic basket and notice other snacks in there; some were even my favourite. “You got Jujy Fruits?!” I ask, grabbing the packet from the basket and smiling excitedly. Jason chuckles and nods.

I said through gritted teeth. “How about I give you the surprise that I’ve been saving for last?” Lucas asked. My eyes lit up at his words, forgetting the angry feeling I felt just a few seconds ago. “A surprise? What is it? Give it to me now!” My heart raced excitedly like a child who had been promised a trip to the theme park. Lucas smirked before getting to his feet and walking towards the fridge. He took out a small basket of purple fruits. “Surprise!” Lucas said, walking towards the counter with the basket of fruits. “I got you the fruits you wanted.”

He looked as Chelsea pursed his lips and huffed. "But there are mangoes in it and strawberries too. There's even tangerines, sweet melons, coconuts and chocolate. Don't you like chocolate? I like them but I don't eat them or else I won't have this amazing figure and my grandfather was diabetic so I don't wanna take any chances." He pouted and something zinged through Arc at the inviting pinkish lips. "And can't you see the cute red bowstring on the handle and the ribbons? A lot of effort was put into this. Come on, you can't be that heartless." Arc folded his arms and stared at him. Fruit baskets did nothing for him even though he'd never received one before and he wasn't going to let this r

Scars didn't matter to him. He still treated me like a goddess. Not the way Bruce made me hate my own reflection so damn much to the point I couldn't stand to look at it. *** I spent my nights working on my novel... Because all of the time that I was spending with Arturo was giving me more inspiration than ever. Writing the book that I'd started when I was in bed with Bruce that day... Forbidden Fruit. Arturo knew that I loved to write... But he didn't criticize me for it.

After he settled back into the ward, she set the bouquet she'd bought and the fruit basket that had been thrust into her arms just now on the bedside table. "Is this... from Nell?" James lay on the bed, looking at the fruit basket on the table with an expression of quiet joy. Lauren had been wondering how to start a conversation with him. Hearing his question, she felt a pang, but still replied, "Yes... that's right." "I knew she'd bought it!" James was delighted. "She really does still care about me — she even remembered that grapes are my favourite fruit." Lauren felt a sourness rising in her heart.

She cleared her throat as she turned and reached into the basket. “No! I want to wait a little longer. I'm not ready just yet. I'm so busy training with Grandad that I don't really have time for a mate right now. Maybe when my training is done.” Azalea said as she put the fruit and vegetables into the fridge. “All right. If that's what you want. Just let me know when you're ready.” Ryder said, his eyebrows knitting together as he looked into the basket. “What in the world are these?”

My body moved before my mind could even process it. I stepped out from the leaves with blinding, effortless speed. My hand shot out, cleanly catching the rim of the basket and steadying it right back into her hands before a single berry could hit the floor. Zaria gasped, her eyes going wide as she looked up. "Cassian," she breathed. I could hear her heart instantly pick up speed. It was a fast, frantic little patter against her ribs, echoing loudly in the quiet greenhouse. I didn't step back, keeping my hand resting right next to hers on the basket.