Chapter 2: Fuzzy Bunnies

Micharu yanked Michiko's hand away, "Michiko! It's Momiji!"

The girls' eyes got all big and shiny (they can do that now, in anime land, lol), they started giggling

hysterically, jumping up and down, and hugging each other. Momiji just stood there watching.

"Wait a minute!" Michiko stopped her jumping, "why are we hugging each other, when Momiji is standing in front of us!"

"Good point."

"MOMIJI!" they squealed, racing towards him. He looked slightly frightened. With a loud pop and a burst of smoke, the two girls sat on the ground, both hugging an impossibly adorable fuzzy yellow bunny.

"He's so kawaii! " Michiko squealed happily, hugged Momiji tighter.

Momiji poked his bunny head out from between their entangled arms, "Um, hi, not that I mind the hugging, but Momiji can't breathe."

The girls' eyes got even bigger and shinier. "AWWWWWWW!"

Micharu managed to wrestle Momiji out of Michiko's arms and placed him on the ground. Michiko scratched the back of her head, slightly embarrassed. "Sorry Momiji, I just got so excited. I mean, I've wanted to meet you ever since I first saw you."

Momiji's bunny head cocked to the side. "But I've only just met you now."

"That may be true of you, but we've been watching the entire Sohma family for a long time now, in fact, well, we don't know many personally, but we know there are lots of people that know about everything that happens with the Sohma's."

"Geez, Michiko, you make it sound like we're stalkers."

"But, how is that even possible, Akito would know."

"You'd be surprised just how many things Akito isn't aware of." Micharu answered. "Michiko, how 'bout we show him the plushies, so that he knows we're telling the truth."

"OK!" Michiko whipped out her Yuki rat from her purse. "Isn't it the cutest, not as cute as the real thing, mind you, but it's all I could get."

Micharu then pulled her stuffed Hatori out of her backpack. "See, Momiji, she has a Yuki rat, and I have a stuffed Hatori."

Before Momiji could answer, the puff of smoke that signaled his transformation engulfed them. Only his head poked out. Michiko got giddy all over again, and captured him in another hug. With another poof, she held the bunny Momiji in her arms.

"Michiko." Micharu looked at her.

Michiko hung her head guiltily. "I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself!"

Micharu sighed deeply "I should have known, you could barely keep your hands to yourself, even with the plushies."

"Well, as long as Momiji's a bunny, I'll just have to carry him!" Michiko's grin was so big, Micharu was surprised it hadn't cracked her face. "Let's go meet Yuki!"

Momiji poked her with one of his paws. "That might be hard, you see, Yuki and the others are on a field trip, and I don't know when they get back."

Micharu looked at her watch, her eyes hopeful. "It's getting late, they should be back sometime soon."

"Even if they aren't there, I've always wanted to see Shigure's house, lay in Yuki's bed, inhaling his sweet scent." Her eyes got all dreamy.

"How do you know he smells sweet?"

"Come on! How could something that pretty not be perfect in every way?"

Micharu sighed again, "whatever, let's go. Momiji, you'll take us to Shigure's house right?"

"Sure! I'm sure they'd love to meet you, especially since you guys already know about everything. So what do you all know anyway?"

"Everything" Micharu answered matter-of-factly. "We know about the curse, everyone's animal form, everyone's relationships, even about Kyo's true form."

Momiji's bunny eyes got big. "Really? I don't think even Tohru knows about all of that."

"We know, we've been able to see everything as it happens, even stuff that might not have happened here yet. So what has happened already? We should probably figure out where in the series we are."

"Um, well Tohru just found out about Kyo's true form about a week ago, does that help?"

"Plenty, thanks Momiji."

"No problem!" he squeaked raising his bunny paw in the air.

"So, Momiji, which way to Shigure's house?"

"That way, " Momiji answered pointing with his paw.

"Alrighty, off we go." The girls skipped happily, a fuzzy Momiji bouncing in Michiko's arms, and Momiji's clothes carried by Micharu.