Title: Last Sunday of the month
Status: Part 2 of 4.
Author: Tuliharja
Summary: During the last Sunday of every month, Hatsuharu visits Akito. During one visit, he makes a promise to Akito, but he ends up breaking it. How will Akito react to this? And what will Haru do now?
Disclaimer: Fruits Basket belongs to Natsuki Takaya, I'm only writing fan fiction about it.
A/N: I've always thought Hatsuharu is really complex person, even it doesn't seem like that when you look at him. That why, writing from his POV was somewhat...interesting.
~Last Sunday of the month~
Something is forgotten –Haru's POV
"Hey Haru, there's going to be a movie on this Sunday, do you want come with me and Tohru-kun?" Momiji asked Haru cheerfully. Hatsuharu looked his cousin and blinked slowly.
"Won't it be the last Sunday of the month?" he asked the rabbit. The Ox saw how Momiji nodded his head in reply. "Then I'm sorry, but I can't."
"Awww! Why nooot? Do you've some secret meeting? Huh? You're always busy when we want to do stuff on the month's last Sunday! Please, please! Tell meeee!" Momiji begged from Haru who decided to keep his cool. It wasn't like he hadn't had this conversation with Momiji before. And as much as the little bunny would beg and moan he wouldn't tell. Momiji could always pry out of him in another way, if he truly wanted to. Which really, Haru doubted.
Just then, he stopped as he saw Yuki. Something was bugging in his mind, but he couldn't remember what. He had an odd feeling in his mind – as if he had forgotten something. But what it could be?
"Hello Haru, Momiji. How're you?" Yuki asked kindly from them as Haru blinked and replied flatly: "I've forgotten something."
"Something important?" Momiji asked concerned, when Haru frowned in thought.
"I don't know," he replied, puzzled, and Yuki shook his head.
"It can't be anything important, if you don't remember it, Haru." Yuki comforted Haru.
"But, I've a feeling it is important..." he answered, grabbing Yuki's shirt, for the rat's annoyance. Yuki still didn't like it, when Haru clutched his shirt. Even though he should have been used to it by now. After all, Haru had spoken out many times he liked Yuki, so it shouldn't be that big a surprise. Right?
Or, maybe it was.
Haru had to admit it, at times he was really hard to read, because he seemed somewhat slow, which, truthfully he was.
He admitted that he was quite slow, but stupid?
No.
Never.
Even though people thought he was, just because the Ox had been fooled by the rat, he knew that he, Haru, was not.
The tale could be wrong - because the original Ox probably hadn't liked the rat, like he did. But people often ignored that fact or claimed that it couldn't be correct, because he loved Rin. So, he couldn't be bisexual.
At times Haru just wondered what was so damn wrong about being bisexual. It wasn't any of their business, unless he was crushing on them. And Haru was cool with it. Since, after all, he always looked at what was inside the person, not just what was on the outside. The inside was as important as the outside, if not more so... Then again, the people who Haru had fancied all were good-looking, so maybe he really did just look the outside and not the inside?
Haru shook his head. He was already thinking too much, and thinking like that could be a bad thing. That was why people probably thought he was slow – he always thought about everything too much and that why it seemed, to outsiders that he was slow, when he was merely contemplating all possible answers...
Oh well.
"Haru? Haru!" Yuki's voice cut now his thoughts and Haru realized he had again been thinking too much.
Damn.
Yuki must now indeed think that he was a slow person.
Well, like it mattered...
"I heard that you're busy on Sunday…" Yuki started slowly, as Haru looked him blankly. The way Yuki had said that, it had almost sounded like; 'what you're doing then?'
Haru shifted his gaze to Momiji, who looked him back innocently. Had the bunny been talking to Yuki? Or, had Haru seriously thought his little meetings with Akito would stay a secret?
A secret.
As that thought crashed in Haru's thick skull, he realized that he had kept it as a secret. But why? It wasn't anything to be ashamed of now, was it?
Well, it rather was; after all Akito was the bad guy, in respects to the Zodiac.
At least most people saw him like a bad guy, and even Haru had to admit it at times Akito could be cruel and twisted when he chose to be.
But, he also had his moments when he was actually nice. Besides, could Haru really blame him for being evil?
He could readily admit it; he himself wasn't the sweetest of people. He snapped too... it was just that when Akito snapped, it was worse... Maybe Akito had some reason to snap like that too? And maybe that was why Haru didn't think he was that bad and so chose to visit him... After all, he seemed to be always at the Main House, surrounded by maids or if not them, then there was Kureno…
"Haru, if it's something you want to talk about…" Yuki's voice echoed now as Haru looked him blankly. Talking to Yuki about Akito would only lead into a mental breakdown, so no way.
"No," he answered shortly as he started walk along the hallway. He looked to the side and saw that Momiji was walking alongside him, giving the Ox a weird look, said look mirrored by Yuki. Damn it. He really should figure out something to say to them, or they wouldn't stop their prying.
And at times it was just tiring when people kept prying out things – even when Haru didn't want them to. They should mind just their own businesses for he wouldn't tell them a thing. Well, if he didn't forgot that thing before he was ready to tell them about it, of course. That would be somewhat troublesome if he forgot it...
"I've just forgot something important," Haru replied coolly, watching as Momiji took the bait, but Yuki seemed to look him at him doubtfully. Well, he wouldn't get anything else, at least not for a while.
Haru was sure he had forgotten something important.
Something that had something to do with the last Sunday of the month. It couldn't be that he had forgotten the meeting with Akito, since he remembered it, so it was something else. The only question was what?
Quietly, Haru made his way with Momiji and Yuki to his classroom. He stopped the doorway, and Momiji went inside their classroom. Haru looked at Yuki, who merely gave him a small smile. Lazily, Haru smiled back at Yuki. He would eventually remember what it was, if it was important.
Hopefully…