Forget Me Not in Spring
By Dhani's Apple Scruff
Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket; I only wish I did, because then I wouldn't be sitting here in front of my computer typing away in futile attempts to gain fame through fanfiction. Yeah. I have no life.
He had left the side window open. Again. The new secretary just shook her head, muttering something about the doctor catching 'a death of cold' before she bid him good night.
Hatori didn't even hear her. His cheek was propped up by a closed fist and he stared unblinkingly out of the open window. The cold bite of winter was still in the air, but Hatori could sense Spring. This feeling had never come to him before... until Kana that is. And when she left, Spring left too. Hatori's life remained Winter 'til Tohru came and broke the ice surrounding his heart.
A teasing breeze swept across his face, blowing the bang covering his wounded eye. No one knew why Hatori didn't hate Akito; after all, the head of the Sohma family destroyed everything that he held dear. But Hatori had his reasons; how could he hate somebody who knew nothing of love? No. What he felt was resentment and pity. Akito-san never knew love, would never know love.
Hatori broke of his musing and got up from the desk. He knew how late it was, but still was reluctant to leave. Where would he get peace and quiet at home? Not with Momiji around, that was for sure.
Slowly, he got his things together and looked around for his keys. After fumbling for them, Hatori managed to knock over a pile of papers. Cursing, he bent to pick them up and set them right.
"What's this?" Hatori murmured, straightening. The papers he had knocked over were concealing a flat brown package. Hatori picked it up and stared at it, frowning. He didn't remember seeing it before. In fact, he wasn't aware of its existence.
"That fool woman probably left it here one day without bothering to tell me," Hatori shook his head and made a mental note about getting a new secretary. He frowned, then ripped open the package. It was a book. Hatori slid his hand over the smooth front, then opened the book to the first page. What he saw there made his heart stop.
Author's Notes: Sorry about leaving you in suspense. This all pertains to the next chapter, which I will TRY to finish... that is if people like the story idea. Reviews are appreciated! Arigatou