Summary: This is my take of how they'd be if they switched personalities. I hope you guy lIke an review. This ISN'T a oneshot.
Kisa jumped up and down in happiness. "Hiro, I wanna go somwhere today. Like the movies, or a playground!"
Hiro found himself smiling at his girlfriend's hyerness. "Maybe I shouldn't have given so much candy," he mused to himself.
Kisa either ignored him, or just didnt hear him. "Oh, i know! Why not go to sissy's house today?!"
The smile magically fell from his face. It was replaced by a childish scowl.
Hiro resisted the urge to growl at her and drag her back home, kicking and screaming. Instead, he forced a smile to his face. "That's great," he pushed his mouth to say. "Who knows, it might be... fun..."
Kisa, of course, missed the less than enthusiastic tone. "Hiro, that's so- thank you very much!" She practically yelled into his ear.
He winced. "Quieter, love," he warned, a headache now throbbing in his now pain filled brain.
She blushed. "Sorry. Can we go now?!"
Hiro sighed. "Yeah, fine. Let's just get out of here."
He now had a hyped up girlfriend, a dreaded visit to Tohru's house, oh, and now a throbbing headache.
This day's bound to be crap, he thought to himself.
And it was only about to get worse.
Tohru started screaming when she saw Hiro and Kisa. Literally.
"Shut up," Hiro spat irritably. "You're making my ears bleed."
Tohru blushed at his insult. "Sorry," she said a bit quieter.
Kyo came in, yawning. At the first sight of Hiro, Kyo frowned. "What's the brat doing here?"
Hiro rolled his eyes. "Have you thought to ask?" He snapped snarkily. "On second thought, I might not answer. It's not like you can do anything, anyway. You're just the stupid cat!"
Kyo grabbed Hiro by the shirt collar as Tohru's eyes went wide. "Kyo-"
She didn't get to finish. Yuki had already slapped the ginger haired boy away from the sophist. "Kyo, don't pick on children, okay? Or is that too hard for you?" He taunted the cat.
"No, it's not!" The cat yelled, more calmly, he added, "What about you? I guess I can't knock you on your pretty boy butt, then."
Yuki rolled his eyes. "Not that you could, if you tried."
Kyo broke. "That's it! Let's take this outside, girly boy."
Yuki smirked. "Good. I felt like winning again today. This would be how many times now?"
Tohru's eyes went even wider as the boys began their battle. Hiro, who was grinning wildly, gripped Kisa's wrist, pulling her back from the fighting boys.
Kisa was just as worried as Tohru, but she didn't interfere. It was always better to let these two fight it out.
After a fatal error on Kyo's part, the fight had ended almost as fast as it had started. Yuki smiled as her turned around to face them. "That was a good fight," he said as though he'd just seen a really good movie. "So you and Kisa are with us today, Hiro?"
Hiro glared at him. "I didn't answer pussycat, what makes you think I'll answer you?"
Heard stopped as soon as he heard a gentle cough. "Hiro, don't be like that!" Kisa begged. "I hate it when you act mean."
Hiro sighed. "Fine," he restarted, "To answer your question, yes. Kisa's idea, I assure you, not mine. After all, who wants to spend more than a few minutes with idiots like yo-"
"Hiro!" Kisa sighed, exasperated. She broke his grip on her wrist and pulled him into a deep hug. "Can you PLEASE be nice?" She whispered to her impossible boyfriend.
After a brief silence, she heard a deep, airy sigh. "Fine. If it makes you happy, I guess I can force myself to pretend to like those idiots."
She groaned, as if to say, "You're not helping!"
He chuckled. "Sorry, love. I couldn't resist one last jab."
She sighed, finally pulling away and breaking their embrace. "Are you done?" She asked like a mother questioning her child after the child had just thrown a temper tantrum.
He put a grin on his handsome face. "Yep. There's just one more thing I need before I behave."
Kisa's eyes narrowed from confusion.
"Aw," Tohru smiled as he snuck a kiss onto her cheek, the latter blushing wildly.
"HIRO!"
The boy in question broke into a fit of hysterical giggles.
Hiro stayed hand and hand with Kisa as they walked. It was only him, Kisa, Tohru, and Yuki. Kyo had been forced to stay home by a very excited Kagura, who had declared that today was their eleventh anniversary as fiancées, much to the cat's horror.
The foursome (not that way; don't be dirty!) decided to go to the park.
Their was a very silly cardboard cutout of two anime characters. There was a hole cut out of the heads. One hole a few inches above the other. It was obviously the first character(the top one) was a male from the lack of breasts. The second one was female- and Mogeta.
They watched as two lovers put their faces in the hole as a third member of their trio took a picture.
Tohru pointed it out to them. "You think you might want to do that?" She asked the fifteen year olds.
Hiro blushed at the implication. "Whoa, there's no way that I'm gonna hug Kisa in public just cause you want me to!" Snapped the boy.
Yuki opened his mouth to defend Tohru. But before he could get there, Hiro heard a sigh. He turned over to Kisa.
His tone a little lighter, he asked, "What's wrong?"
She shrugged. "I don't know. But what sissy said sounded fun." A faint blush rose to her face as she said it.
Tohru winked at the young tiger. "If it helps any, I bet it would show other people who belongs with who."
A thought occured. Was Tohru hinting that someone was watching Kisa? HIS KISA?! He turned around, and sure enough, a couple of poor suckers were staring at Kisa.
He growled at himself under his breathe. How did he not notice that?!
Tohru put a smile on her face, sure he was about to do the picture booth-thingy (smart, right?). He didn't. Instead, he walked right up to the boys and beat them down. Fast.
Kisa's eyes went wide as he snapped at her, "See what happens when people contemplate touching you?" as if it were her fault that other people found her cute.
Yuki sighed. "Hiro, we're going to the movies now. Let's try not to cause more of a disturbance than we need to."
Hiro sighed. "Sorry, Yuki, but it was necessary," he defended.
Yuki scowled at that. "Yeah, sure... let's just go now. People are staring."
Indeed, they were. Especially since the three boys laying unconscious all had bloody noses.
Hiro stayed true to his word. There was no needless violence, though violence itself was another story.
The ones that shot dirty looks at Kisa got a broken nose. The ones who stared menacingly or jealousy at Hiro got a nice punch in the face. The ones that swiped a hand over her, got a broken rib.
Eleven guys in total. Yuki counted. Kisa worried. Tohru freaked out.
Hiro piled up the last guys. "God, I hate men," he growled at their unconscious bodies. "Keep your eyes to yourself next time, and maybe we won't have such a problem."
The movie theater manager, a tall, nervous man came up to him. "Ex-excuse me, Sir. I - I've rec-cieved complaints th-that you're scaring th-the other customers." At Hiro's harsh glare, he added, tearfully, "Please don't hurt me."
Hiro rolled his eyes. He pointed at Kisa. "Do you find her cute?" He asked, his tone warning him to get the answer right.
The man smiled nervously. "I-I'll look at her the way I look at my own ch-child. C-cute, but in-innocent."
After a moment, and with the manager's eyes closed, Hiro finally spoke. "That's fair."
The man sighed in relief as Hiro continued to tell the others that they should leave.
Believe me when I say, they weren't at all upset.
It was outside that they ran into the real trouble. The same guys from this morning were back, and they did not look happy.
Hiro smirked when he saw them. "Come for a rematch?" He taunted.
One of them- the tallest, stepped forward and pushed him.
Hiro rolled his eyes, steadying himself. "Is that the best you can do?! Wow, I was right. You really are sissies. Just don't go crying to mama when I beat you."
Kisa stared on in horror as he boyfriend took them all one at once. Hiro was good, granted, but he wasn't world class. And neither were these guys, they just pulled cheap tricks.
They beat Hiro down, repeatedly kicking him in the stomach after he was down. "Stop it!" Kisa cried, tears already prickling her eyes.
Tohru and was still in line for the bathroom inside, and Yuki was waiting with her. What could she do against guys like these?
A lot, actually.
She dashed forward and slammed the main kicker to the ground with a violent push. One on the other ones retaliated, shoving her to the ground beside an unconscious Hiro.
The last thing she saw was the attacker laughing, then telling the boys they ought to leave. Her eyes slid closed as her body worked to repair the damage done.
Tohru and Yuki came out a moment later. The blood stains on Hiro's clothes were seeping through, and blood leaked from a gash in his head. Kisa wasn't much better. Both were unconscious.
Tohru stared in fear-strucken horror at the sight. Yuki remained perfectly still. "I'll call Hatori," he said finally.
Hatori Sohma was not happy to be interrupted. Akito just smirked as the servant explained what had happened to Hiro and Kisa.
"Perfect. They deserved it," Akito murmured to himself. "Hatori, you'll help them, of course. But I want them to keep their scars as a reminder that I am not to be defied, or taken lightly."
Hatori nodded at the sickly younger man's words. "Very well, Akito. Will you be wanting to talk to them also?"
Akito shook his head. "No. They sicken me with their need for human affection. Love's a disease, Hatori. One easily catchable by being near one who has the sickness. Remember that."
Hatori made sure to wait until he was away from Akito before he frowned. Love was beautiful, and if applied correctly, pure.
He whipped out his cellphone, "Yuki, I'm coming right over. Where are you exactly?" Yuki told him. Hatori nodded, "Okay, I'll be there soon. Just sit tight."
Hatori was there very soon after he promised. The sight of the bloody children was enough to make his stomach twist. These were his cousins laying bloodied and bruised before him.
"What happened?" He asked Yuki, crouching over the two laying on the cement.
Yuki shook his head. "I don't know. I was waiting for Tohru inside."
Hatori nodded. "They should be fine, I think. Though, they'll survive with minor concussions. And in Hiro's case, three broken ribs. Whoever did this really had a bone to pick with him." Hatori sighed. "Are you sure you didn't see something?"
Tohru stepped forward nervously. "I did," she spoke quietly. Her first words since the discovery. "It was earlier at the park. These boys were checking Kisa out and Hiro got mad. He beat them up. And just as we came out," Her voice broke slightly, "I'm pretty sure I saw one of them."
Hatori took the new information in with closed eyes. "Thanks, Tohru. You've told me all I need to know. Yuki, help me get these two into the car."
Yuki nodded, gently scooping Kisa up, careful of her sleeping stature. Hatori did likewise with Hiro, carefully avoiding his broken ribs.
"However, it's not good that they're unconscious with concussions. They'll live, but they might live in a coma for years, if forever," he warned Yuki. "Let's just hope they wake up soon, or they may stay like this forever."