Ayame's Morning Song
Disclaimer: I don't own Ayame, he is the property of Natsuki Takaya and Fruits Basket. Also, some of the stuff he says here is based on the dialogue of Karen Walker from Will and Grace, and I don't own her either.
This fic is similar to my other Ayame fics, so if you liked them you will probably like this.
It was the dead of night, and all was silent, Shigure Sohma's house was enveloped in the inky blackness, uninterrupted until:
"Good morning to you! Good morning to you! We're all in our places! Sunshiny spaces!" sang Ayame Sohma.
"Shut up!" interrupted Kyo, pulling a pillow over his ears.
"Kyon-kyon, 'tis a lovely morning at Shigure's house, why must thou be such a grumpmeister? Gasp! Is it, forsooth, because you wish to wear a maid's uniform and thus acknowledge your desire for men's romance?" rambled Ayame.
"Shut up! It's-" Kyo checked his alarm clock, "4:35 in the morning! And why are you even here?"
Ayame seemed to ponder this question. "Err… because I'm pretty?"
"Get out!" screamed Kyo, throwing the pillow at Ayame who dodged it in a sudden pirouette.
Ayame ran from the room in horror. "Help! Kyonkichi has murder in his eyes and spinach in his teeth!"
"Fear not Aya, my love! I shall save you from the frightful thing that is Kyon!" said Shigure, suddenly running into the room from seemingly nowhere.
"Gure-san! My heart is beating like an echo pedal in a waffle iron from being in your presence!" said Ayame.
How can so many people be up at this hour? wondered Kyo.
There was the sudden sound of footsteps as though in answer to Kyo's thought. "I'm so sorry, did someone want waffles? I must have awoken too late and didn't get a chance to cook yet, I'll start right away!" said Tohru, dashing down the stairs.
"Huh? Snore… wha?" said Yuki.
"I might as well get up as well," grumbled Kyo, checking in the mirror if he actually did have spinach in his teeth.