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Chapter 2 : The Meeting
The house was at peace for the time being, as most of its occupants were not in. Shigure sat in his study, resting against the back of his seat, brainstorming for an idea for his new love novel that his pitiful editor was chasing him for.
The phone rang.
Said writer got up from his seat and rushed to the receiver, happy for a distraction from his chore.
"Moshimoshi? (Hello?)" he answered into the device. "Ah? That's FANTASTIC Ha-san! Yes, I will get the preparations ready! I will see you tonight."
He then put the phone back and skipped happily to his room, thinking that finally something interesting was going to unfold before his eyes.
"Tadaima! (I'm home)" Momiji rang cheerfully as he took off his shoes to enter the humble abode.
Tohru echoed after his greeting with "Tadaima Modorimashita!" She slipped off her brown shoes and stepped into the house, with a silent Yuki, Haru and Kyo following her. Shigure popped his head out of the study and saw the small crowd of people gathered at his house.
"Okaeri! (Welcome home)" sang Shigure as he glided across the room happily. "It's nice to see you, Momiji-kun and Haru-kun!"
"Don't be an idiot the minute we come home," Kyo mumbled, grumpily walking into the living room and sitting himself on the floor.
Shigure whistled lowly and whispered to Yuki, "What happened? Mr. Grumpy is even more grumpy today."
Yuki gave him a look and smiled a mysterious smile. "Naisho. (It's a secret)" Shigure then guessed that there was a fight between the two cousins beforehand, and that the cat had lost, as usual, and was thus sulking.
The group then moved to sit at the living room, while Tohru went to the kitchen to brew some hot tea for everybody. Light chatter filled the room, and Shigure then realized that he still had preparations to be made.
"Kyo-kun, can you help me bring the spare mattress from the store room up to your room?" he asked sweetly, smiling an innocent smile.
"Wh-what.." Kyo stuttered, confused.
"Shii-chan! Are we having a visitor?" Momiji asked, excited. Shigure nodded, grinning. "Who is it?" He started bouncing in his seat, eyes shining in anticipation.
"Ah, that's not what is important. The important thing is that we have to get the preparations done for them to have a nice stay here," he replied, easily shrugging off the question. He had already decided to keep it a secret from the rest, so that they can have a pleasant surprise when the time comes to unveil the truth.
"So why do I have to be the one to bring up the mattress? Do it yourself!" Kyo yelled. Hatsuharu stared blankly at Shigure, then looked at Kyo.
"Sensei (Teacher) is old," Hatsuharu said, with no real emotion in his voice. Shigure felt as if an imaginary arrow had hit his pride. "He doesn't have the strength to carry the mattress upstairs." Cue another imaginary arrow.
Shigure sweatdropped. 'Though he did save me an earful from Kyo-kun, He didn't have to say that I'm old or that I have no strength..'
"Forget it, I'll bring the mattress up," a fed up Yuki sighed, getting up from his seat and moved to get the mattress from the store room. 'Shigure was quite secretive about who was coming over. I wonder what he's thinking. And I also wonder who it may be.'
The living room was soon cleared from its members. Kyo was on the roof as usual, Shigure in his study, Momiji and Tohru were in the kitchen preparing dinner, and Yuki and Hatsuharu were sparring in the garden.
A car could be heard parking in front of the house, and the door bell rang.
Shigure rushed out of his seat, literally flying across the house, and opened the door excitedly.
"Kairi-chan!" he exclaimed, pulling said girl into a tight embrace. "It's been a long time. You've grown to be so pretty!" He smiled, pulling back to look at her face.
"Shii-chan," whispered Kairi. Hatori glanced at the girl, her eyes were still dull, but for a moment, he caught a glimpse of life.
"Shigure? Who is it?" came Yuki's voice as he walked to the door. His violet eyes were wide as he stared at the figure in the doorway. "…Kai? Is that you?" Kairi stood there, her face showing no emotion, as she nodded slowly.
"Yuki-kun, who is it?" Tohru asked, as she and Momiji made their way to the door. Momiji's mouth hung open, and in a split second, he ran to Kairi, hugging her violently, causing said girl to fall backwards. Fortunately, Hatori caught the poor girl and prevented the potentially disastrous fall.
"KAI-CHAN! I missed you so much! Where have you been?"
Hatori sighed heavily, still holding the weight of both Kairi and Momiji. "Momiji, please let her up. The poor girl has just arrived here and you already attacked her." He gave a sheepish smile but let her up anyways.
Tohru stood there, brows furrowed, utterly confused at the scene unfolding in front of her. 'How is it possible that Momiji can hug her without getting transformed? Unless she's one of the Zodiac members..?' With that, she dismissed the thought and a large grin formed on her face. She smiled happily at the blonde girl.
"Hello! My name is Tohru Honda," she smiled happily, clasping her hands together.
Kairi stared at the girl, and nodded to her. "My name is Kairi Sohma. It's a pleasure to meet you," she said in her soft voice, bowing low. Tohru started panicking, and she bowed a few times furiously.
"What's all the commotion about?" a deep husky voice questioned, and out walked the white haired teen from his light shower after the sparring match between Yuki. He walked to the living room, where the crowd was now gathered. He saw a patch of blonde hair in the centre of the group, and as he walked nearer, he recognized her face. The face he swore to never forget. He dropped the towel that he was holding in his hand. His body froze.
"Kairi?"
She didn't change much in the 10 years that they last met. He could never forget that long blonde hair tied into two long ponytails which reached the waist, with the top of the ponytail having a thicker volume of blonde hair, and bottom part of the ponytail being thin. Her face was framed with falling strands of blonde, the strands that were unable to be tied back into the high ponytails. Her eyes were a deep violet, and though now they were dull, he knew for sure that 10 years ago, those same violet eyes were shining with the innocence of childhood. Though her expression was now that like a pokerface, Hatsuharu knew that her smile was brighter than the sun, and it never failed to cheer up any of his days.
He loved that smile, he really did.
Those deep violet eyes glanced at him, and he could see the flicker of light back in those eyes. "Ha-chan.." her voice said, sweet as honey. How he loved the sound of her voice. With that, his body started moving again, and without his own accord, he walked to the girl, and pulled her in a tight embrace.
"I.. I thought I wouldn't ever see you again," he started, mind blank. All those nights spent on thinking about what to say to her if he ever met her again was wasted. But he didn't actually give a damn. All that mattered was that the person in his embrace was real. It wasn't one of those many dreams that he had of her, the ones that would bring tears to his eyes the minute he sat up the next morning, knowing that it was just a fleeting dream of his.
"Yah! What's with all the noise? It's like you're holding a bazaar downstairs or something," a rough voice said. The orange haired teen walked down the stairs, not actually paying attention to his surroundings. Until a voice called to him, pulling at his heart strings. A voice that he had been yearning to hear for the past 10 years.
"Onii-chan?"
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(Author's Note : This chapter has been edited ^^)
