I don't own Fruits Basket or its characters. SORRY it's taken so long for an update! I've been busy with school and a collaboration story! It's called A Match Made In Heaven, you should check it out!
Chapter Nine: Jealousy and Wisdom
Hatori stood in front of the full length mirror in his closet, staring at the base of his neck. A deep purple circle had blossomed over night, and he knew it wasn't going to go away for a week or more. Shigure had marked him, like the possessive bastard dog he was. Now not only did he have to live with the memories of what happened, he had the evidence on his skin. Swearing under his breath, he turned away and grabbed his clothes. Akito would be pissed if he was late.
A week passed by excruciatingly for the cat and rat. It was hard for the two of them to be apart, and remain normal so that no one found out about their relationship. Kyo had been sleeping in Yuki's room with him since it was normal for Kyo to be on the roof in the morning and not in his room; no one would suspect anything. Kyo especially was having a hard time with this. He was having issues with one thing in particular: jealousy.
The fan girls that followed Yuki around incessantly really annoyed him. They were every where Yuki was at all times, hell, he wondered why they weren't in the bathroom holding Yuki's dick while he pissed. Because of those stupid girls, Kyo couldn't even steal a quick kiss or anything in the hallways because their eyes were always watching. Oh, how he would love to tell them that Yuki belonged to him and the things they did behind closed doors, but Yuki would kill him, dig him up and kill him again. But as much as those girls were a pain in his ass, he had an even bigger one.
Hatsuharu.
Yuki sat in the shade up against the trunk a tree, reading a book and eating an apple at lunch. Haru lay with his head in Yuki's lap eating grapes, and every so often he'd hold one up to Yuki's mouth. Yuki would obediently open his mouth and eat the grape from Haru's fingers, eyes never leaving his book. It didn't occur to Yuki that this was weird, he and Haru had this sort of interaction just about every day at lunch.
Kyo saw this from where he sat on the school roof where he usually took his lunch. He angrily crushed his empty milk carton in his hand, seething as he watched the scene before him. He knew Yuki did not return the feelings that Haru had for him, nonetheless, it pissed him off that Haru was taking advantage of Yuki's kindness and the fact he was sucked into the abyss of whatever he was reading. He chucked the milk carton across the roof, he was going down there and putting an end to this right now.
Had either boy been paying attention they would have seen Kyo coming, his red eyes burning and narrowed, stalking across the school yard to the trees with cat-like agility. Only when Kyo's shadow fell over him did Haru look up confused at Kyo's angry expression. Before anyone had any clue as to what was happening, Kyo grabbed the front of Haru's shirt with both hands and yanked the younger boy upright.
"What the hell do you think you are doing, you stupid bovine?"
"What are you doing, Kyo?" Yuki asked, his eyes wide.
A dark smirk stretched across Haru's face as the light went out of his eyes. He tilted his head to one side and grinned evilly up into Kyo's face.
"Is someone jealous, kitty?"
"Fuck you, Haru. I just want to eat my lunch without having to watch you drool all over Yuki's lap."
Haru raised his eyebrow.
"Yuki? Since when are you two on a first name basis? I am infringing on your territory, pussy cat?"
Kyo sneered and shoved Haru roughly to the ground.
"Just keep your filthy hands to yourself," he spat angrily and stormed away.
Haru chuckled, the cat was going to run from a fight? No way. He sprang up from the ground to go after him, but a pair of arms encircled his waist, pulling him back.
"Don't Haru, stop! Fight it, come back!" Yuki pleaded, tightening his arms around Haru's tense body and burying his face into the younger boy's back.
Yuki felt the tension slowly give way and he let go when the body completely relaxed. Haru turned around, his expression confused.
"What happened?"
"Kyo set you off."
Haru studied his face.
"And I went black, didn't I?" he said sadly.
Yuki nodded.
Haru spotted Momiji across the yard and left without a word to Yuki, too disgusted with himself. Yuki watched him trudge away and sighed, bending down and picking up his book. He and Kyo were going to have a little talk later for sure.
Kyo sank to the ground outside the classroom were student council was held and dug his English book out of his bag. He was going to wait for Yuki and walk him home today so he could get some of the attention he was so desperately seeking. He had told Tohru he had to stay behind for detention, which was not uncommon for Kyo so she didn't question it. She left for home with Momiji as an escort.
Kyo tried to focus on his homework for the next forty five minutes. It was creepy to him how empty and quiet the school was. He stuffed his book in his bag when the door finally swung open, spilling out the handful of student council members. Yuki followed, putting folders into his bag and was surprised to see Kyo waiting there.
"What are you still doing here?"
Kyo grinned. "I figured the President of the student body could use an escort home."
Yuki smiled and slipped his messenger bag over his head.
"That was really thoughtful of you, Kyo." he said, falling into step with Kyo.
They walked in silence from the school, and once it was out of sight, Kyo reached over and took Yuki's hand in his own. Yuki squeezed the warm hand lightly.
"So, you want to explain to me what happened at lunch?"
He could feel Kyo's aura darken.
"I just don't like him hanging all over you, ok? And he does it constantly! Why do you let him do that? He's going to get the wrong idea."
Yuki stopped walking and tugged Kyo's hand from his own.
"Jealousy is not attractive, Kyo. You need to get that under control. As for Haru, did you know that Hatori has been trying to treat his bi-polar disorder with medications for the past year now? None of them work, and every time Haru goes black he gets upset and disappointed. He doesn't like what happens to him and he didn't ask for it to happen. He knows I don't like him like that, and it's just his nature to be affectionate to me. I'm the only one he confides in. So if it makes him happy to be so near to me, I don't mind. I know when to draw the line. You need to learn to deal with that."
Kyo's face tinted in embarrassment to being scolded by Yuki. Any other time before they got together this probably would have been a physical fight. He didn't know that Haru had been trying meds to help keep him white. He felt bad for what he did, but he still couldn't let go of the image that was now burned his brain. Maybe because Yuki would be better off if he loved Haru instead. For one, Akito might be more easy on him if he found out, and for two, Yuki could do anything he wanted with Haru. He wouldn't necessarily have to hide his relationship like they did.
Yuki stood there, waiting for Kyo to speak. He finally met Yuki's eyes and grinned, reaching out for Yuki's hand.
"I'll do my best to work on it, ok?"
"Alright," Yuki said, appeased, taking Kyo's hand and they continued their journey home.
Hatori was not pleased that he had to go back to Shigure's tonight to check on Kyo's progress. As much as he wanted to have Kyo come to his office at the main house, he knew better than to put the boy in the close clutches of Akito, who would surely want to have a "visit" with the cat. Kyo's emotional fragility didn't need Akito's assistance.
Hatori drove over to Shigure's about twenty minutes after he knew school let out. Kyo should be home by the time he got there. When he pulled up, he saw no sign of anyone. Maybe he should of called first, but then surely Shigure would be waiting for him. This way he could get in, do what he had to and get out. Fortifying himself, he marched up the porch and knocked on the door.
The door swung open and Tohru smiled up at him, Momiji right behind her.
"Good afternoon, Hatori! Are you here to visit Shigure? I didn't know you were coming over."
He nodded to her and Momiji as he stepped inside.
"Actually, I'm here to see Kyo."
"Oh, he had to stay behind at school today and Yuki has council, so no one else is home yet."
Hatori raised his eyebrow. "Detention?"
Tohru's face turned pink and she looked at the floor, not wanting to get Kyo in trouble but unable to lie.
"Yup," answered Momiji, grabbing her hand and swinging their arms. "So I'm going to walk Tohru to work! I'll see you later, ok?"
Hatori harrumphed as Momiji pulled Tohru out of the house, the door snapping shut ominously. Great, so he was alone here in the house with Shigure. Maybe he could just go wait in the car. He was about to act on that idea when he heard footsteps coming down the hall.
"Who's at the door, my little flower petal?" sang Shigure. He came to a halt upon seeing his visitor. His eyes flashed, and Hatori didn't miss it. It had been a week, a whole week and Shigure hadn't heard a word from Hatori about what happened between them. He tried to do like Aya said and give him his space, let him figure things out. Maybe now he'd get some answers?
"Hey Ha-san. I suppose you are here to see our little carrot top. Would you like some tea while we wait?"
"Yes, please." Hatori answered in his normal monotone.
Hatori sat alone in the main room while Shigure made the tea, calm and collected on the outside but paranoid on the inside. His fingers absentmindedly traced the now yellowing bruise that lay hidden beneath the cotton of his shirt. He had a good forty five minutes to wait, how the hell was he suppose to avoid something happening between them? He didn't know for sure he had the will to pull himself away if it happened again. Could he really break Shigure's heart to save him?
Shigure returned minutes later with a tray containing tea and Yan Yan. He quietly poured for Hatori and then Hatori poured for him. Silently, Hatori sipped, waiting for Shigure to start in on him. However, it never came. Shigure just happily crunched on the sticks he dunked in chocolate and waited for Hatori to initiate conversation.
"So, how is Kyo doing in your opinion?" Hatori asked finally. The silence was making him feel sick to his stomach, and he desperately wanted a cigarette.
Shigure grinned impishly.
"Well, he definitely followed your orders, doctor."
Hatori's eyebrows raised.
"And what exactly do you mean by that?"
Shigure's grin stretched even wider. "Well, he certainly has his appetite back. Both of those teenagers have been eating me out of house and home, it's terrible!"
"It's not their appetites you are grinning about," Hatori retorted, irritated.
"Let's just say a certain cat has been spending a lot of nights, actually all of them this past week, in a certain silver haired boy's room. Do you think he's just fulfilling your requirements?" Shigure's eyebrows waggled suggestively.
Hatori rolled his eyes and took a sip of tea. He sat his cup down and glared at Shigure.
"I thought I told you not to meddle."
Shigure pretended to look horror struck, his hand flying over his heart.
"Me? Meddle? I wouldn't do something like that Ha-san, I thought you knew me better than that!"
Hatori snorted, "It's because I know you so well, baka inu."
The front door suddenly burst open and in came Kyo and Yuki, squabbling about something. Their voices cut off when they noticed Shigure was with Hatori in the main room. Hatori's good eye instantly caught Kyo's.
"Do not tell me you are skipping out on detention."
"What?" said Kyo confused. "I didn't have detention. That's just what I told Tohru-" he trailed off, realizing he was saying too much and the dog was grinning triumphantly.
"He knows, by the looks of him, Kyo," Yuki said quietly, glaring at Shigure and daring him to make fun of their relationship.
"I DO know!" cried Shigure, jumping up from the table. "I'm so happy for you!" He threw open his arms and ran toward Kyo, who dodged the hug and stuck out his foot, tripping Shigure as he ran past. Shigure hit the floor face first.
"I don't want any of your pervy hugs! You stay away from me."
Shigure sat up and rubbed his sore cheek. "See how mean they are to me, Ha-san?"
Hatori stood up, looked at Shigure and said, "You deserved it." Shigure pouted while Hatori turned to Kyo. "Kyo, I would like to speak with you in your room, please."
Kyo nodded and led the way, followed by Yuki and Hatori. Once they were in the room with just Hatori, Kyo sat on the bed next to Yuki and reached for his hand. Yuki blushed a little, but didn't pull away from him. Kyo sat obediently still while Hatori checked his vitals and flashed a light into his eyes.
"All right, Kyo, I want to be honest with the answers to the questions I'm about to ask. If Yuki being here is going to change your answers, I want him to leave."
"I have nothing to hide from him," Kyo said hotly, upset by Hatori's suggestion. Yuki gave his hand a squeeze and he calmed himself.
"How much sleep have you been getting?"
"About seven to eight hours."
"Have you been eating properly?"
"Yes."
"Any suicidal thoughts or self destructive feelings?"
"None. This has been the best week of my life."
Yuki really blushed now. Kyo didn't have to say that in front of Hatori.
Hatori looked between the two of them and sighed, trying to prepare himself for the next question.
"Are you two sexually active?"
Yuki's face, if it was possible, turned redder and Kyo spat out, "No, we aren't having sex!"
"Well, it's my job as your doctor to remind you that when you do chose to take that step to be safe." He reached in his medical bag and pulled out a white tube. He tossed it to Kyo and left.
Kyo looked down at the tube.
"No fucking way, Hatori just gave us lube!" he laughed.
Yuki fell backwards on the bed, praying for death.
"So, does he get a clean bill of health?" asked Shigure from behind a newspaper when Hatori came back down the stairs.
"He does. I have to say, this certainly is the most docile I've seen him since he returned to us. He's still Kyo, but he seems happier."
"I guess they figured it out," was Shigure's reply.
"Figured what out?"
Shigure lowered his paper, looking in to Hatori's eyes. "That not everyone who is alive is living."
That struck Hatori to the core, as he was sure it was intended to. He merely nodded to Shigure and left without another word. He really needed a cigarette and a stiff drink.
End Chapter. Hmm, I wonder if Hatori will come to his senses soon? Please Review! =)
