Authoress Notes: -clears throat- Ahem. Um. Erm. This is not just any Furuba Hatori x Oc fic. This is a furuba Hatori x Oc fic that I will, um...be ATTEMPTING to write a l-lemon. -blushes- Later on in the fic, of course.
Claim: I own Susumu
Disclaim: Don't own Furuba. Wish I did.
Note: By the way, the first like...10 chapters are during the Mudabachi(Sp?) trio's time at school. Dunno much about that(they never talk about it too much) so go easy on meee~ Basically, I think that Hatori was the same(maybe a little more relaxed) Shigure(more perverted and less careful) and Ayame was just....well, Ayame. Maybe I should be afraid of what that entails...(laughs)
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Maybe...I was stupid.
Maybe...I was childish.
Maybe I was a lot of things, leaving them like that. But after confronting him and...hearing what he said to me, I just couldn't bear looking at him anymore. So I left. And to tell the truth, I regret it every day. Sometimes I wonder...what they're doing, how they are.
And maybe...things would have turned out differently. Maybe. Just maybe.
Lithium
By HigurashiDoll
"Miyuki..." Incredulous violet--vibrant violet, the color of lilacs--irises slid from the school to the impatient young brown haired girl who stomped her foot, huffed childishly and stormed down the steps to grasp the black haired girl's wrist tightly.
"Come on Susumu! You're so slow!" Miyuki complained, and one of Susumu's eyebrows twitched as she jerked her wrist out of her cousin's grasp and walked up the stairs at a leisurely pace, as opposed to the brown haired girl's exuberant bouncing.
"I am not slow. You need to slow down." Susumu's lilac eyes traveled over to Miyuki, a worried frown tugging at wind-chapped lips. "If you don't, you're going to fall."
"I will not-wah!" Miyuki stumbled, scraping her knee on the step just above the doors leading into the school. Sitting on her bum, she cradled her bruised and--possibly--bleeding knee. "O-ow..." she cringed, tears welling up in her chestnut optics.
Susumu's eyes closed briefly as she mushroom sighed, kneeling down. "Idiot." her voice soft, the supposed insult was soft and there wasn't any real acid to her tone as she inspected the chunk of missing skin, and then the crimson beads dripping to the ground. "Come on, let's get you to the nurse."
Slinging one of her beloved cousin's arms over her shoulder, Susumu rose, lifting Miyuki to her feet as well and making it up the last step before heading into the school. Pausing for a moment, Susumu pushed the door open to the office, and the secretary looked up. "Excuse me. Where's the nurse's office? My cousin fell..."
"Straight down the hall and to the left, dear." answered the secretary in a comforting, motherly voice. Susumu nodded, leading her cousin to the nurse.
"Here. You get cleaned up and I'll go get our uniforms and such." said the black haired female, staring down at her relative, who looked sheepish as she averted her soft chestnut gaze.
"S-Sorry..." she murmured, and Susumu's eyes softened as she reached over, patting her head.
"Don't worry. Stay here though, okay?" said Susumu, and Miyuki nodded obediently. Smiling softly, her cousin turned and left.
Miyuki sighed, scratching the back of her head. Jeez, Susumu treated her like she was five years old. She was almost fifteen, dangit! She wasn't a baby anymore. She pouted, crossing her arms over her chest as her cheeks puffed out, head turned to the side as she sulked childishly.
Okay...so maybe she wasn't as mature as she'd like to think she was.
