Title: Double-Take (previously "Glass Hearts")

Author: Yukata no Kida

Characters/Pairing: Hatori Sohma & OC

Genre: Romance & Humor

Word Count: 1,441

Rating: T (contains swearing)

Disclaimer: Fruits Basket belongs to Natsuki Takaya-sensei. I only own the OCs.

Started on: 1/19/10

Finished on: 10/22/10 ((Sorry))

A/N: LATE UPDATE IS LATE OTL;;

I fail as a writer, frsrsly.

Kentaro raised an eyebrow at his daughters. "Eh? Is something wrong?" he asked. Ichiru pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed, "Do you mean Sohma, as in Shigure Sohma?" Kentaro nodded innocently as Ichiru head-desked. "He, Sohma-san, is the writer of several dirty novels," she said, her head still resting on the table. Kentaro folded his arms and nodded, "I know." Ichiru raised her head to look incredulously at him.

"Yup," he said, "In fact, I own a few myself." Chikane and Ichiru gaped at their father, "What?" He nodded, a proud expression on his face. Ichiru threw a plastic container- she had found it on the table- at his head, "You dirty old geezer…" Chikane bonked Kentaro's head repeatedly, "Waa! Bad Ken-chan!" Kentaro whined, folding his arms over his head. Chikane continued to hit her father and Ichiru silently watched, amused.

::NextWeek::

Hatori slipped out of his car and walked to the front door of the house. He sighed and pushed his glasses farther up on his nose. The car honked loudly and a high-pitched voice called out to him. "Ha'ri~ Hayaku(1)~!" Shigure sang.

Hatori sighed once again and knocked on the door. Crashes and angry mutters were heard, and someone groaned in aggravation. "What the hell," he heard, amazed. Another crash was heard and light footsteps grew louder, advancing toward the door.

Suddenly, the door slid open, revealing a young girl. Her cobalt blue eyes were tired and her waist-length blond hair was held in two thick, messy braids that cascaded down her shoulders. She wore a plain white t-shirt and faded jean-shorts. Smiling, she bowed politely.

Hatori glanced down at her, "Is this the Arashi household?"

The girl looked confused, "Ah, I'm sorry; this is- Wait, no! It is! I'm so sorry!(2)" She blushed and welcomed Hatori. He slid out of his shoes and followed her down into a hall. She led him into a small room where two other people were packing things into cardboard boxes. "Ken-chan," she said, "We have a visitor."

The man she was speaking to raised his head and his eyes flashed with recognition. "Sohma-san, glad to see you!" He bowed slightly and then ran a hand through his blonde hair, his deep brown eyes scanning the room. "Sorry about the mess, we're running a bit late," he continued, looking to the blonde from earlier and the other person in the room, "Ii'ru, Chii! This is the man you'll be living with."

Both girls stared at him with mild interest. The girl from before walked up to him and bowed, "My name is Chikane. Yoroshikuonegaishimasu(3)." She smiled brightly and bowed once more. The other person wiped their hands on their jeans and made their way to Hatori. "I'm Ichiru," she (judging by her voice) greeted. Hatori muttered a low "Yoroshiku" to both of the girls. Ichiru bowed shortly next to her sister, and then returned to the boxes. Chikane smiled again and followed her twin.

"We're almost done," Kentaro said, watching his daughters work. "It's fine," Hatori sighed, hearing Shigure call out for him. Kentaro rubbed his wrists for a moment, seeming deep in thought. "Ah, whatever," he said to himself. He snapped, getting his daughters' attention, "Girls, go with Hatori; I'll bring the rest of your things to you two later."

Ichiru strode over to her twin, dragging her up the stairs. The girls came back moments later, each with two suitcases under their arms.

Hatori swiftly took one of the bags from under Chikane's arm and the girl stuttered a quiet "thanks", blushing madly. Ichiru was already outside putting her bags in the trunk of Hatori's car. When she came back in, her face was horrorstruck.

"No way in hell am I going to be housing with that thing in the car," she growled.

Hatori nodded, understanding her completely. "It's fine. Shigure lives in a different house than I do," he said. Ichiru heaved out a sigh in relief.

Kentaro ruffled his daughters' hair and pushed them towards Hatori. Ichiru, as expected, regained her balance, while Chikane fell into Hatori's arms. Ichiru sighed, waiting for the 'poof', but it never happened. Kentaro laughed (almost-)guiltily, watching his poor daughter gaze up at the man that caught her.

The older of the twins remembered when their father had mentioned that Hatori and his family had shared the same curse as them. Ichiru smirked, covering her own mouth with a long sleeve, muffling any oncoming snickers.

Chikane blushed and apologized profusely, stepping back and bowing at the waist. Hatori nodded in acknowledgement and glanced up at the girls' father. His face held a sheepish grin, one resembling the impish expression a child would make after breaking another precious vase. "Well girls, I suppose I'll see you both tomorrow," he said smiling. Kentaro looked towards Hatori and smiled softly, "Please take care of my girls."

He turned to Chikane and kissed her forehead before glancing at Ichiru. The older of the twins was wringing her wrists nervously. Kentaro patted her head and whispered into her ear, "Take care of your sister, alright?" Chikane wanted to embrace her father, but didn't because of her curse. The twins said their goodbyes and followed Hatori out to his car.

As Hatori opened up the trunk of his car, he felt something tugging at his sleeve. He looked down to see Ichiru, a grimace implanted into her delicate features. She shuddered visibly, "Can't we leave that thing here?"

Hatori would've approved. "As much as I'd like to, we can't," he said, almost smiling. The girl groaned before she went to help Chikane who was trying to lift up one of her sister's suitcases (and failing miserably, mind you).

"Haaaaaaaa'riiiiiiiii~ Hurry up~!" Shigure whined. He honked the horn several (blaring) times, scaring Chikane half-to-death and causing Hatori's and Ichiru's heads to throb violently. The three of them gathered into the small car: the twins in the back, and Hatori in the driver's seat.

Ichiru, during the entire ride, wanted nothing more than to shove her fist down the obnoxious Shigure's throat. She had threatened to do it several times, too. The raven-haired annoyance had been sexually harassing Chikane since the moment she had put her seatbelt on. The harassment had seemed to have left the poor girl's face a permanent shade of burgundy. Chikane's twin, on the other hand, seemed to have an eternal death-glare directed towards Shigure.

Hatori was driving as safely as he could. Well, as safe as possible with a pedophile, his victim, and his sworn-enemy all in the same vehicle. He groaned inwardly, seeing as how he still had another hour left of driving before he could drop said pedophile off at his home.

Why him?

::Later that Evening::

Ichiru and Chikane were had been shown to their new rooms and were currently unpacking their belongings. It was past six, so Hatori decided that he and the girls would go out for dinner. He knocked on each of their doors before telling them both to dress decently.

Minutes later, Ichiru came into the living room, dressed similarly to what she was wearing before. A navy blue, zip-up fleece adorned her torso and dark, worn-out jeans covered her legs. The only things different about her appearance were the black bobby-pins that held her long blonde bangs to the side and a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

Ichiru seemed to have noticed the man staring because she turned away from him, covering her right eye with her palm. "My contacts were bothering me," she muttered, cursing mentally at the deep, unwanted color that painted across her cheeks.

Chikane walked into the room at that moment, glancing back and forth between her sister and Hatori. Ichiru never blushes, she thought curiously.

She wore a white, form-fitting sundress that ended a few centimeters above her knees. The dress didn't have any sleeves, so the blonde covered her bare shoulders with a sleek, onyx jacket. She tapped Ichiru's shoulder as she walked gracefully to Hatori. Ichiru grunted acknowledgingly.

Hatori looked at both of the girls, mentally noting their differences. Ichiru had darker blue-grey eyes, while Chikane had brighter cobalt eyes. Ichiru had seemed to cut her hair as short as a boy's would be while Chikane had long, flowing blonde tresses. He also noted how Ichiru stood a bit taller than Chikane. Physically, these girls were fairly different.

He sighed, realizing the girls he had just been analyzing now stood in front of him, waiting.

"Where would you like to go eat?" he asked, feeling neutral about the whole ordeal.

The girls' eyes lighted up.

"Ootoro(4)~!"

(1) "Hurry up!" (a child-like way of saying it)

(2) Both Ichiru and Chikane usually go by their mother's last name, Sakuragi, because of the zodiac curse being on her side.

(3) "I ask for your kindness and regard."

(4) Fatty tuna on sushi rice.

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