Fruits Basket Tohru Quotes Novels & Stories

BEATRICE I pack Bailey’s lunch like I always do—small bites, easy to eat, her favorite fruits cut into heart shapes. She told me once that heart-shaped mango slices make her feel "ten percent more powerful," and I believe her. Today’s bento is extra neat. I don’t know why I’m being so meticulous—maybe because I’m nervous. Maybe because this interview means more to me than I’m willing to admit out loud. Or maybe I just want everything else to feel normal.

*I am in so much pain* I cried more as I text Jessica my feelings, I know she will be on a frenzy when she sees it tomorrow, by then my brave face will be on. *Sometimes you must hurt in order to know, fall in order to grow, lose in order to gain, for lives greatest lessons are learned through pain* Jessica replied and it shocked the hell out of me. You might wonder why it surprised me, I wasn't surprised that she woke up to reply to my texts, though Jessica loves her sleep and hardly sacrifices her sleep for anything. I wasn't surprised that she suddenly became wise and sent me a quote, she is a simple girl that can't even remember the simplest quote like cleanliness is second to godliness

Takashi chuckles walking forward taking the two packets of ramen dropping them inside the basket along with some candies and cat food. “Ugh you destroy the whole fun of scaring you it's like you have the eyes behind your head as the grudge has its hands behind the head” Koishi rolls his eyes Takeshi picked up the normal water bottle putting it inside the basket along with other things inside the basket. As Koishi walks over to the refrigerator removing one coke and the other lemon soda putting it inside the basket following behind with the pout on his face. “No, it’s just I’m just extra sensitive to the sounds” mumbling under his breath while looking down at the floor.

“So cool.” “You find it cool?” He knelt on the ground. Checking the content of the basket. The first one was filled with different sizes of containers and napkins. While the others are full of fruits like mangoes, apples, oranges and some grapes. It was more than enough for the two of them. “Yeah.” His arms were clutching at the rock. Peaking at Henrick’s action. “I mean, even if I became as rich and powerful as you, I don’t think I would be able to make my people feel scared in my presence.”

"This is your first time riding a carriage yes?" "Ye-yes." "Good. Because I will accompany you." "Aren't the horses going to be too exhausted? They are only used to carrying one person." "It would take me years to feed you before your weight can be considered a real person's weight, mate. " I lowered my sight. 'Why does it feel like something inside me was touched by that statement? As if..... I truly am not a REAL pers-' "Anyways, I have here fruits." He opened a little casket-like lunchbox that had grapes, apples, and other fruits I can't even fathom what. He then patted his thighs. "Come sit, so I can feed you."

Just take this fruit" He said this and a mango appeared magically . "But we haven't reached there on time " "Don't worry they have cheated " "Cheated ?" Ava asked .

“You need to be more patient if you don't want us getting caught. Remember the last time we made a hasty decision? You remember where that got us?” “I know but I'm just so damn pissed at the slow timing, I want her dead for all the things she's done. I want her dead today.” I snarled. “I wish you could make it happen.” I snarled. Thomas arrived with the bowl of fruits just like he said he would. He handed me a spoon before he passed the tray to me. It was yoghurt mixed with fruits— watermelons, some grapes, apples and bananas. Fancifully placed.

“New recruit? Derek, what is he talking about?” “Nothing,” he muttered. “Just a joke. Restaurant humor. Very mysterious.” The show began, and it was spectacular. Mr. Kimura was a master of his art form. One of his minions set up a series of fruits on stakes—watermelons, pineapples, peaches, dragon fruits. Mr. Kimura pulled out a samurai sword, held it in front of him, and bowed. A flick of the wrist, a flash of steel, and… nothing happened.

"Hiraku, do you think you can climb up if Bob picks you up?" "Leave it to me" Hikaru nods. Bob bends over a bit and uses his hands to lift Hikaru, who takes advantage of the momentum to jump to the nearest branch. From there he only needed to take a couple more jumps and finally reach the vine. Then he throws us some oval yellow fruits the size of a fist. At the base of the fruit you can see the stem from which it came. The most curious thing is that it is bright, to the point that it seems to emit its own light.

Unseen by Ren, Yuri motioned for Tohya to give Ren some privacy which they both did. Ren peeled the skin of the orange quickly before putting one slice into his mouth. The sweetness of the fruit hit his tongue immediately, and Ren smiled, facing the gravestone. “The orange is too sweet, Tatsuya,” he said. “I don’t see how you could eat them all the time.” He put another slice of the fruit into his mouth. “But on just this one day of the year…” Ren smiled sadly. “It is the least that I can do to keep your memory…”