A/N: Written for the Furaba Flash Bingo, 045 – pitchfork.
Hay Bundles and Wedding Dresses
Machi had picked an interesting place, Yuki thought as he stabbed a bundle of hay with a pitchfork.
'Need a hand with that?' Ayame asked.
Yuki contemplated throwing the hay bundle at him, but not with the vindictiveness he might have before. Then he decided not. It was far too much hassle cleaning up – and they already had enough to clear.
'But a barn house.' The elder Sohma stepped into the centre of the barn, nodding his head. 'An interesting idea; I like it. My dear Yuki, once you marry her you must simply move in here.'
Yuki threw the bundle. Extra cleaning be damned, he wasn't getting married any time soon!
'Aww,' Ayame wailed. 'And I'm so looking forward to designing the perfect dress for her too.'
Yuki quickly stabbed at another bundle. He did not need that image in his head right then.