Fruits Basket One-Shots

Akito: Perfect Creation

Nothing prepared her. Nothing prepared her for this. Needless to say, Shigure had helped her. Bustling around and doing his own ways to help prepare for his son's arrival. They were prepared. Family helped, the maids helped, even her newfound friends had helped. With his constant teasing and need to spoil his wife, she was always happy. But nothing prepared her for the day.

Her breath left her as the tiny boy was placed in her arms and against her bare chest. The baby had been crying before but now had settled down and was just staring up at his mother. He was spitting image of her, causing her to lose all ability to speak. She couldn't even move.

Of course, she felt differently when he was kicking her in the backside and tearing her body apart a few hours ago. She even cursed her husband and hoped he drowned in the depths of Hell (which he was definitely going to in the end) for doing this to her and her body. She had been alone when it all started, everyone was out shopping and in general just having fun. She commanded them to go out and have fun without her. She wanted them to be happy. Despite her past, she was trying to atone for her mistakes. The family doctor returned home early and found her on the floor, struggling.

She was lucky he returned home early, doing that alone scared her. She didn't know how it all worked and the thought of it frightened her to no end. Yet he came fast. Even the doctor was surprised. Her son was eager to meet the world and his large family. He would have so many friends, she just knew it.

And yet holding him for the first time took her breath away. He was perfect. So perfect. Unlike his imperfect mother, he was perfect. Nothing prepared her for the beauty he had. She couldn't help but let her tears of joy flow. A happiness that she never thought she'd feel in her life. This was her creation. It didn't matter what her mother said, her father was right. She was a god capable of a beautiful creation.