Fruits Basket Fanfic Novels & Stories

the food seemed like the best option, the sun had just set and it was almost dark outside. I rummaged through the food basket to see what he got and I did a happy dance when I came across a bottle of cranberry juice, I swear at the rate I was drinking it, I’d probably turn into a giant cranberry tree or give birth to one. My forehead creased, my brows arching as item by item I slowly realised that the basket was mostly filled with my favourite foods.

My eyes lit up, and I plucked a grape, wiping it on my clothes before popping it into my mouth. So sweet. Nearby stood a tall tree with wooden benches and a table built around its trunk. I walked toward it and sat down, with Felly and Ria following. I lifted Abby and placed her gently on the table. A woman approached us and handed over a basket of assorted fruits. “Thank you,” Felly told her, and the woman left. “Luna,” Felly said softly, pushing the basket toward me. I smiled and took a piece. Silence stretched between us—thick, uneasy. I could feel Ria and Felly’s nerves like shifting air around us.

Harold pulled me aside to make way for others to move on, and Brian quickly went to pick ripe fruit for me. There are also some guys who stop to pick raspberries for their lovers. I feel like I'm one of those girls. “For you.” Brian held out his hand in front of me. Perhaps my blood was rushing to my face, so I felt my face heat up. As fast as lightning, I took all the ripe fruit, leaving no fruit for him, and hurriedly turned away, forgetting to say thank you. “You seem to pamper your personal secretary too much, don't you?”

“Of course you sent orchids. What’s next? A piano?” She opened the basket slowly, peeled back the cellophane, took one look at the gleaming fruit, and sighed. It was a beautiful gesture. Thoughtful. And she was out of fruits too, she just couldn't take her lazy feet out for grocery shopping, so it's a win-win but she just wasn’t in the mood to be moved by it. She turned away and headed toward the pantry, muttering under her breath about how ridiculous it was that fruit and apologies went hand in hand these days. She was going to enjoy it though.

Marriane strolled in, wheeling Grandma Hartley. “I brought you some fruits,” Grandma Hartley said, setting a large fruit basket on the bedside table. “Adrian said these were your favorites.” My gaze drifted over the basket, which contained one pear, apples, a banana, an orange, and a bunch of grapes. A slow smile spread across my lips. Adrian probably had no idea what my favorite fruit was. He must have walked into the supermarket and told the staff, "Give me whatever healthy people eat." “Thank you, Grandma.”

Only a few machines, powered by their internal batteries, flickered faintly. In the dark, Katie screamed, "Ah! What happened?" "The power's out!" came the nurse's voice. "Ashton! Are you crazy?" Jason's voice was filled with panic and anger. I lay on the ground, gasping for air. The tape over my mouth had loosened from my sweat. I tore it off. Feeling the warm liquid drip from my forehead, I smiled. In the dark, my smile must've looked savage. Crazy? Yes, I was crazy.

I don’t care what people think about us; he chose me to be his wife instead of them, and that should mean something. Alex brought the basket close to himself and started offloading all the items in it, and it was a lot. There were different fruits, cut up into tiny slices. There was pasta salad, fried chicken, sandwiches, and a lot of delicious food that made my stomach growl in hunger. Coming to think of it, I haven’t had anything to eat for a while now, so I was starving. We started with the fruit, and as I liked to eat mine, I drizzled cold milk on it and took a spoon, and I almost moaned in pleasure.

“I… I saw it while on patrol and thought you would love some.” Liora smiled. “Thank you so much, Gamma Frank.” Frank smiled. “Frank is okay,” he added. Liora nodded, and Nora took the basket. The fruits were quickly washed and served. Without thinking further or tasting for poison, Liora bit down on one. “Wow… so sweet,” she chirped with excitement. Frank watched her eat to her fill before he left. And it was then he left to see the annoying woman who wouldn’t let him rest or have some quiet time.

I had am intense cravings for fruit My mum stood just outside, as if she had been waiting for me. A woven basket rested in her hands, filled with bright fruits, berries, sliced melon, and apples still glistening with water. “You’ve been walking too long,” she said the moment she saw me. I rolled my eyes slightly, and smiled at her. “I was gone for barely an hour.” “That’s too long,” she insisted, stepping closer and pressing the basket into my hands. “You need to eat. You’re not just feeding yourself anymore.”

The fruit basket tipped slightly but didn’t spill. Still lying beside each other, breathless from laughter, Kaliyah took the slice of apple, then ate it. Levi chuckled. “You’re dangerous,” he murmured, amused. She grinned. “Says the one who lured me with fruit.” She rose into a sitting position, brushing her hair behind her ear as she adjusted her dress slightly, her green eyes glimmering in the sunlight. Then her gaze fell back on the basket, curious. Levi handed it to her gently, his blue eyes watching her with that soft smile that always made her heart flutter.