Hey guys! So I'm back to school soon! YAY! Yes, I am one of those freaks who enjoy school Thanks so much to all of you who read and reviewed the last chapter!

Thank You List:

StoryKitten: I love Haru! Well really I love the majority of the boys in Furuba but Haru definitely gets the spot of the sexiest! Thanks so much for your wonderful reviews!

DaisukiMomijiKakeruHaru: Aw Thankies! Yeah I would definitely react to Haru the same way! Thanks so much for all your fantastic reviews!

Neko-chiidesu: Actually there won't be any Rin in this story. Unfortunately I've only ever seen the anime so I'm sticking with the characters in that! I will be reading the manga soon and will be writing another Furuba story, kind of like a sequel to this, which will involve the other Zodiac Members! Sorry if this is disappointing! Thankies for the review!

DISCLAIMER: I so don't own The Script or McFly

APOV

The bell that ended my day of torture finally rang. I sighed in gratitude and tidied my stuff away. I shoved my earphones in and began humming along to the McFly song that began playing. Leaving the classroom I began texting on my phone. Hibiki had detention yet again. I growled and picked up my pace until I was storming down the corridor. A hand catching my shoulder caused me to jump, spin around and throw a weak punch at the person.

My fist was caught and I opened my eyes to see Sparky smirking at me in amusement. I hissed and jerked my hand out of his grasp. I mashed the pause button and pulled out my earphones, my irritation with the orange topped boy reaching new unthinkable heights.

"What do you want Sparky?" I asked, my hands slamming onto my hips.

"Is that the best punch you've got? You're pretty weak Shortie." He chuckled, oblivious to my ever growing anger.

"Shut up. Now unless you have something important to say I suggest you fuck off and leave me alone."

"Actually Yuki asked me to get you. Something about a tutoring session?" he asked, his hands burying themselves into his pockets.

"Shit." I mumbled. "Yeah he invited me over to his house today for our first little tutoring adventure."

"He what?" Sparky's eyes bugged out so they looked like dinner plates. Well, not dinner plates exactly but you get the picture.

"Got a problem Sparky?" I asked, smirking. "Are you jealous?"

"No! I just don't want you in my house!" he snarled, totally invading my personal space.

"Your house? You're telling me you live with the Prince?" I asked incredulously. Damn, I feel sorry for whoever else lived in that house. Those two did get not along well.

"Yes, unfortunately he does." The Prince's soft voice sounded from behind Sparky.

"I feel sorry for you." I looked around Sparky to stare at the navy haired boy.

"Hey!" Sparky complained, grabbing my wrist and pulled me to face him again. "You're not exactly a bundle of joys yourself Shortie."

"Let me go!" I complained, trying to tug my wrist from his grip which he tightened. "That hurts!"

Soon Sparky was gone, the God standing in his place. I stared blinkingly at the God. His eyes were no longer indifferent. Instead they were murderous.

"What was that for?" I turned my gaze to Sparky who was picking himself up from the floor where he had been thrown. A red mark was beginning to appear along his jaw. "Jesus Haru! Do you have to turn black in the middle of the corridor?"

"You guys are weird." I stated getting over my initial shock.

"And you are incredibly sexy." The God added, his voice husky and so very sexy. He took my chin and held it between his index finger and thumb and titled my head back so my face was turned towards him. "And so very tempting."

"Haru, that's enough." The Prince's voice remained quiet yet it took a harder tone. "Just calm down."

Immediately after the Prince spoke I noticed the change in the God's eyes. They returned to their normal uninterested stare. Even the colour returned from the ominous black it had been moments before to the lighter charcoal that I remembered it being.

I stared up at him as he kept his hold on my chin, his eyes scrutinising my face. I couldn't speak, his closeness and his previous words having rendered me speechless. I tried to unstick my tongue from the roof of my mouth in order to speak but my body didn't seem to be listening to what I had to say.

"Hello." The God greeted, his eyes lazily scanning my face. "Is there something you wanted?"

And with that my mouth fell open. Was he serious? He had just chatted me up (basically) and now he was asking if there was something I wanted.

"You guys really are crazy." I backed away from the God and stared at the other two, my eyes wide.

"Miss Fujioka please excuse our cousin Haru. He suffers from a rare split personality disorder." The Prince explained, stepping around the God and towards me.

"I turned black again didn't I?" the God asked no one in particular.

"Damn right you did!" Sparky shouted, still nursing his injured jaw. Baby.

"Oh shut it Sparky! As much as I'd like to get involved in your family drama I have things to do today. So unless you plan on keeping that study date your highness then I'm afraid I must dash." I was aware of the God's penetrating gaze on the Prince's face.

The Prince just nodded and walked past me down the corridor. I followed and took a small glance behind my shoulder. My eyes locked with the God's and he nodded once, as if apologising for his actions. I daringly winked at him before turning my gaze in front of me once again.

"What about Tohru?" Sparky asked when he caught up with us just as we were leaving the school.

"Miss Honda is working tonight. She made us dinner last night which she put into the refrigerator." The Prince answered.

"Whoa, hold up. Little Miss Sunshine lives with you too? What kind of perverted freaks are you!" I directed my question towards Sparky.

"Hey! We're not the perverted ones!" Sparky growled, his red eyes blazing.

"Miss Honda was in a bit of a sticky situation. We simply offered her living quarters to help her through her difficult times. Although none of us were able to say goodbye to her so she has become a permanent resident at our home." The Prince explained, his gaze on the path ahead instead of my face.

"Does he always talk like that?" I asked Sparky, my tone one of disbelief.

"Yeah, pretty much." Sparky chuckled, much to the Prince's annoyance.

"I still think you're a bunch of odd balls." I muttered under my breath.

Apparently Sparky heard me.

"Coming from you. You're like the oddest person I know." He commented, the trace of smile on his thin lips.

"Be that as it may but you know you love me." I stuck my tongue out at him like the mature adult I am.

"You just keep telling yourself that."

I text my aunt, informing her about my study date like the good little girl I am. Sparky and I continued our banter all the way to the edge of the forest. I stopped at the edge of the trees, watching as the two boys stepped into the shade of trees.

"Nuh uh." I protested, catching their attention. "I am not going in there."

"Why not? Not afraid of the dark are you?" Sparky mocked.

In truth, I was afraid of the dark. But I so wasn't going to let them know that. And so with my head held high and a death grip on the strap of my bag I strode into the forest. It was dark amongst the trees even though the sun flittered through little gaps in the canopy of leaves.

"How much further?" I asked, my voice a little shakier then I had wanted it to sound.

"Not that much. Our house is in a clearing not far from here." The Prince assured me, his voice sounding eerie as it echoed through the trees.

Finally I was able to see the clearing that the Prince had been talking about. Nestled in the clearing was a traditional Japanese house complete with sliding doors. It was cute in way and I had never been inside one before. I bet you they had one of those tables that you had to kneel down beside. My poor knees were never going to get over this.

"Shigure, the man who owns this house, is gone to visit one of his friends and won't be back to later. Hopefully you'll have left before his arrival." The prince explained, before walking on ahead, his long legs carrying him across the clearing and into the house.

"He makes it sound like this Shigure guy is bad news." I commented, falling into step beside Sparky

"Well, yeah. He has his perverted moments." Sparky explained, scratching the back of his head.

"So you two get along then?" I asked, trying to stifle my laughter.

"Hey!"

Sparky lunged for me but I took off running towards the house, a bubble of laughter slipping from between my lips. I stopped when I got to the door, slightly out of breath. The house was pretty up close. I could imagine a little old man with a walking stick living here.

An image of what Shigure looked like popped into my head. A small, frail old man bent over double with a walking stick adding his steps. He would have to tilt his head back to look at me. He would smile, his face covered in wrinkles and his silver hair long and thin. The image caused me to smile as I stepped towards the front door. I took a deep breath.

Well, here goes nothing.

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