As usual, I don't own Fruits Basket. Although, I do wish I could have thought of such amazing characters.
Haru stood beside Hatori as they waited outside of Akito's room. Akito was having a private meeting with Kagura. She had a rage the night before. She had broken so many doors and windows with her boar form. She was so stressed lately, but no one knew why.
He heard Akito yell at her, muffled by the door. Hatori winced and closed his eyes. The voice of Akito had always effected him negatively, ever since the incident with Kana...
Haru patiently waited until the yelling stopped and the door opened. Kagura walked out and down the hallway. Hatori disappeared into Akito's room and Haru decided to follow Kagura.
As they descended into Kagura's room, he kept his mouth shut and a caring hand on her shoulder.
They shut the door and sat down on Kagura's bed, Haru putting his arms around her protectively as she cried silently into his shoulder. Haru said nothing. He knew he had no business asking her what went on. It was times like these that Haru wish he could forget.
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He wished he could be like Yuki and move into Shigure's place. He, like most of the Sohma family, hated it at the main house. But he knew that he belonged in the Main House. Life on the outside was too different for him, he could hardly understand half the things that went on in the real world.
Hatsu-Haru was shaken awake by one of his classmates. He wasn't sure of her name, but she gave him a stern look and pointed to the board, as if to say "Pay attention, you stupid cow!" and she hastily went back to taking notes. Haru's eyes drooped and he let out a sigh.
He raised his hand to ask for the bathroom pass, and he left the room, ignoring all the usual stares he got.
Haru stood in front of the mirror, glad no one was around.
He cupped his pale face and stared at it in the mirror, studying his black and white hair, gray eyes, and apathetic expression. With a sigh, he went into one of the bathroom stalls to relieve himself, then with a quick hair tousle, he walked out of the bathroom and back into the class room, shooing away all his self-consciousness about his looks.
"Ahhh, Mr. Sohma, you've decided to come back. You were gone for over twenty minutes, are you alright?" The teacher said, his face obviously showing his sarcasm and disregard for Haru's well-being.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Haru managed a mumble, sitting in his seat and starting to copy the notes on the board.
"If you keep disrespecting me and my class, you might as well get out." The teacher said, no longer wearing the sarcastic smirk.
Haru raised his eyes to look at the teacher. "Who ever said I was disrespecting you?"
"You keep up with that attitude and you'll never get into a good college."
"Excuse me, sir, but what attitude have I got?" Haru didn't even blink.
The teacher looked a bit flustered, Haru having won this fight, since he obviously didn't have any sort of emotion going on. "Well!-... Um... You just... don't seem serious about this class!" The other students knew that they were forgotten about, so they just started whispering to each other and passing notes.
"Neither do any of the other students here." He hitched a thumb back to a person who was giggling with her friend, who immediately shut up and straightened herself and pretended to write in her notebook.
"Y-You just..." The teacher sighed and gave up, giving a brief apology to his students and started his lecture once more.
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Haru worked on his homework in silence at the kitchen table, listening to Hatori and Ayame talking. Well, more Ayame than Hatori.
"Hari, did you heeear about my new clothing line at my store?" He said with an overly-enthusiastic voice, eyes sparkling.
"No, I haven't. How raunchy is it?" He replied, sipping his coffee
"It is not raunchy! It's art!" And he went on to explain his new super hero/heroine line with all sorts of outfits for those with geeky fetishes.
"So if you want to do it with Obiwan Kanobi, we have all sorts of different outfits just for that one character. Everything is custom-made for all our customers!" Ayame giggled at the end of his sentence, as if he were imagining the weirdo fantasies some people had for nerd-movie characters.
"You're getting more insane by the minute." Hatori said in his usual bland, bored tone of voice.
"And you're a party pooper~~~" Ayame said with a pout, sitting back down and playing with his long, braided silver hair.
Haru mumbled a bit of profanity as he tried to concentrate on his chem homework, failing in doing so. He picked up his books and left the room, settling into the living room and trying to get his work done once more.
Clap your hands all ye children; there's a clamor in your whispering! Clap your hands tonight. Hear the silence screams. Claa~aap yooo~ooour haaa~aands~~
With a reluctant, annoyed sigh, he opened the flap of his phone and pressed it to his ear, not bothering to look at the caller ID.
"What." Haru said, clenching his teeth in annoyance.
"O-Oh... I'm sorry if I disturbed you, Haru-kun." Tohru's voice murmured into the phone. "Shigure wanted you to join us for dinner tonight, if you... you know... wanted to come."
"No, no, it's okay, Tohru. I'll come over. It's not like I have anything better to do." He gave a short glance to his neglected homework and stood up, holding the phone with his shoulder against his ear as he packed up his school bag. I'll just do it tomorrow morning, he thought, his mind picturing Yuki, eating to his heart's content while talking with Tohru and Shigure and Kyo...
There was a hum against his ear that he could barely hear. What was it? Why was it trying to shake away his thoughts of Yuki?
"Haru? Haru, are you still there?" Oh, he thought, it was Tohru.
"Ye-Yeah, Tohru, I'm here. I'll be there in a jiffy." He hung up and closed his eyes, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
Down the hall he went with his bag dragging behind him into his room. Haru scurried around, trying to decide on what to wear. What does Yuki like? Would skinnies be too over the top? N-No, he thought, I don't want him to think I'm... that I'm a flaming fag... He winced a bit as he thought of this and shook his head.
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After what seemed like hours he pulled on a pair of pail gray jeans, a black H.I.M. T-shirt and red chucks, shimmying out the door when no one was paying attention.
Finally he was able to catch a bus to another Sohma residence and got off about four blocks away from Shigure's house.
Naturally, he ran all the way there, using up the pinned up energy and nervousness in himself as he sprinted to his love's home. I'm coming, Yuki...
End of Chapter 2! Of course, I thought this was going to be a long chapter, and it turned out to be shorter than the first. Go figure. And I've been working on this for, like, five days. I fail so hard... well, I hope you enjoyed anyway. R&Rz be appreciated!~~
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