Sorry for updating two months later. I was doing a buncha stuff. Guess what? I MADE THE STEP TEAM AT MY SCHOOL! Guess what? I HAVE A BOYFRIEND! Guess what? I STARTED AN ANIME AND MANGA CLUB AT MY SCHOOL! Guess what? WE'RE LOOKING FOR MY OLDER BROTHER! In any case, it's no reason to neglect my aging stories. I promised I'd finish them, and I will. I am. It will happen. I swear. Oh yeah, did I forget to mention the fact that I was grounded for two months? Lol. I don't even remember WHAT FOR!

Legal Crap: Blah, blah, blah, yah, yah, yah, la, la LA! DUN DUN DUN! I do not own Fruits basket or any anime for that matter so if you decide to sue me, it'd better be for something I did, like total your truck or something. By the way, that wasn't me either o.o.

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So Dirty

Chapter 10:

Pictures for a thought?

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Hatori shifted his position in his spinning computer chair as he listened to a colleague of his speak to him over the phone.

"Are you sure?" he asked. He paused, listening as his friend and colleague spoke. Then he sighed.

"Thank you for your help. Goodbye." he said, and then he hung up the phone. Hatori leaned back in his chair, stretching. He'd been at his desk for about three hours, moving little more than an inch. It had been about two weeks since that phone call from Shigure and since then, Hatori had been hard at work. It was true, that he a lot of up in the high society, mostly because of the Sohma name and such, but other than that, his contacts and colleagues couldn't really do anything for him.

It was true that he could do a lot for Tohru, but not as much that was needed to be done. Hatori sighed, feeling as though he should give up. But he knew he couldn't. He couldn't let Tohru down. After everything that that girl had done for him and the rest of the Sohma's, he could NOT let her down.

It was unacceptable.

The sound of a knock resinated throughout the room, snapping Hatori out of his thoughts. He blinked dully, and then ran his hand down his face.

He was so tired.

"Come in." he said, and reached for a file. The door opened and in popped the blonde head of Momiji. He smiled at Hatori.

"Haa-san, it's getting late. I was wondering if you'd eaten yet." Momiji said. Hatori smiled at his cousin. He thought Momiji more of a nephew than a cousin. It seemed closer.

"I'm fine, but thanks for wondering." he said. Momiji swung the door open and entered the room.

"So, what are you doing in here that has made you so unsocial? Haa-san, it's not a good thing to be unsocial because then you'll never get any lady friends, and you need lady friends so you can fall in love and get married." Momiji said in a cute seriousness. Hatori stared at him.

A nephew, indeed. If Momiji were his nephew, undoubtably he'd be Shigure's son.

Or Ayame's son, given their taste in clothes, but moving on...

"I've been busy trying to help Tohru. Shigure asked me to help find some people for her case." he said. "I'm a doctor, not a lawyer." he added.

"Tohru's case? You mean...what happened to her?" Momiji said, averting his eyes to stare out the sliding glass doors. Hatori nodded.

"Yes."

They were silent. Hatori went back to work, thinking about who else he could call, and momiji continued to stare out the glass into the outside world. His expression was so serious and hard that Hatori had to stop a couple of times to wonder what was going on through the young rabbits mind.

"I'm gonna go take a walk." he finally announced after an hour of silence. Hatori only nodded.

"I'll be back soon." Momiji said, and then he exited to room.

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Momiji trailed through the park, hugging his coat tighter to him as the wind seemed to blow right through him. He shivered and tried to get his teeth to stop chattering.

"I d-didn't th-think it was th-this c-cold!" he said to himself.

"Excuse me, young man." said someone from behind him. Momiji whirled around to see a tall man in a business suit wearing a long, leather coat that trailed behind him as he approached the confused bunny.

"Sir?" Momiji asked with uncertainty in his voice. The man smiled.

"I was wondering if you were Sohma Momiji?" said the man. Momiji hesitated before nodding.

"Yes I am. Who are you?"

The man smiled. "My name is Takefumi. I work with your father."

Oh." Momiji said simply. "Can I help you, Takefumi-san?"

"Well, yes. Yujiro has some files at his home that I need right away. It's very urgent." Takefumi said. Momiji cocked his head to the side.

"Why...can't you go get them?" Momiji said. He knew he sounded a bit rude, but hell! He didn't even LIVE with his father, but oh, Takefumi doesn't know that.

Nor does he need to.

"Well, I was just on my way to meet up with him when I got a call from my wife. An emergency struck at home involving...my..daughter, and I need to be there. I was wondering if you could retrieve the files for me?"

"I could try," Momiji said, even though as soon as takefumi walked away, he was going to go back to his own home. There was a very unsafe feeling emitting from this...Takefumi and Momiji was starting to shiver for a different reason. Takefumi smiled, sending an icy cold chill up Momiji's spine.

"Thank you." he said, and then he began to walk away. Momiji said nothing, but watched as he retreated.

"I should be getting home." he said, and then he too, retreated.

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Q turned the corner and watched as the Sohma boy exited the park. He smiled, thoroughly satisfied.

Then he frowned.

"It's rather pathetic when I have to do what I hire people for, but...it's amusing." he said to himself, and then he made his way to his car parked down the street.

"Those files," he said, as he sat down in the drivers seat, "Will be mine."

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Instead of going directly home, Momiji went to Haru's house to see what he was doing.

"Harrrrrrrrrrrru!" he sang as he flounced around the living. "Where arrrrrrrrrrre you! Hey that rhymed!" he said.

"Momiji, stop that." Haru said, walking into the room. He tossed something onto his bed and then took of his coat. Momiji peered at the object that landed near his pillow.

"A camera? You were taking pictures?"

"Yes."

"Of what?"

"Things that caught my eye. I'll show you." Haru said. He pictured up the camera, which happened to be digital, and pressed a button. Then he pressed another button and a picture came onto the tiny screen. Haru sat down on the floor, with his back against the bed. Momiji, who was on his bed, peered over his shoulder to geta good look.

"This is the first one. Just press this button to go on to the next picture." Haru said, and then reached under his bed for something.

Th picture Momiji was looking at was the picture of a yellow flower. It's surroundings were in black and white. He pressed the button three times to skip the next three pictures.

"Who's this?" Momiji asked. Haru looked up, and Momiji handed him the camera. Haru looked at the tiny screen, shrugged and then handed it back to him.

"I don't know. Just some woman who was walking with her children. She was smiling a lot and I thought it was a nice smile I wanted to capture it. The closest thing I could do to capturing it was take a picture. I asked her permission first. She gave me a weird look, but I told her it was for a school project and she agreed."

"Is it?"

"Is it what?"

"For school?"

"Nope."

"Oh..." Momiji said. He stared at the picture for a few moments. The woman really was very beautiful. This picture was in all black and white.

"What subject did you tell her it was for?"

"I said it was for Life Science."

"Good one."

"I know."

Momiji pressed the button again, and a picture of dog running down an alley appeared. It was blurred, but still very nice. It too, was also in black and white.

"Why is everything in black and white?" Momiji asked Haru.

"It's a setting on the camera."

"Oh. I wish I had a camera like this. If I did, I'd take pictures of Tohru, and Kisa, and Hiro, and You and everyone else and make a scrapbook!" Momiji said enthusiastically. Haru smiled.

"That really is something you'd do." He said. Momiji nodded, and then pressed the button again. A picture of takefumi appeared. Momiji's breath caught.

"Do you know this guy?" he asked. Haru looked up at the tiny screen. His eyes narrowed and then he shrugged.

"No. I saw him coming out of the park. It's a really cool picture." he said. Although Takefumi gave Momiji a bad feeling, he nodded in agreement. The picture was nice. It was at a 3/4 angle of him coming out of the park. His hands were in his coat pockets, and the wind was blowing at the time, making his coat kind of waving as it trailed behind him. Leaves were blowing everywhere. Takefumi looked quite deviously handsome with his glasses on and his hair blowing. Momiji frowned.

"What's wrong?" haru asked.

"I met this guy today. He asked me to get some files from my dad. But he gave me a bad feeling. I don't like it."

"It's probably nothing."

"Maybe, but maybe not."

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After looking at the rest of the pictures and watching a movie, Momiji went home.

"I'm BACK!" he yelled and then immediately slammed the door behind him, rattling the wall. He took off his coat and threw it across the room, not even bothering to look at it as it fell to the floor.

He was answered with silence.

"I SAID I'M BACK! I'M BACK! I'M BACK! I'M BACK! I'M BACK! I'M BACK! I'M-"

"MOMIJI! Why are you yelling?" Hatori said as he walked into the kitchen. He opened up the refrigerator door, reached inside, and grabbed a bottle of water, when he closed the door, he caught a glance at the clock.

It was nearly ten.

Hatori shook his head.

In all the hours that he had spent in his office, he had come up with so little.

"Where did you go? That was a pretty long walk." he said, and then took a swig of the water. Momiji shrugged.

"Yeah. I went to Haru's house after I left the park.

"That's nice." Hatori said. He sat down at the kitchen table and rubbed his eyes slowly. Hatori was very tired and needed sleep, Momiji noted.

"What have you been doing all day? Today was your day off and you worked right through it! That's not good Haa-san. You should've rested."

"I know. I was rather surprised that Akito didn't call for me," Hatori said, "but thankful. I was doing something VERY important."

Momiji cocked his head to the side. "What were you doing, though?"

"I was trying to find information on a Man named Takefumi Yoshi." Hatori explained. Momiji's eyes widened.

"Takefumi? Really? I met a man named Takefumi today at the park." Momiji said. Hatori looked at him.

"Really? I doubt it's the same man."

"Maybe. Maybe not. He asked me to get some files from my father. They work together, I assumed." he said. Hatori raised an eyebrow.

"What are you thinking Momiji? This has nothing to do with you." Hatori said, and then exited the kitchen to go back to his office. Momiji sat in the chair Hatori was just in.

"We'll see. It looks like I really should've gotten those files after all..."

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(just so you know, I was trying to Give the description of Q to look like the Bad guy from

Yami no Matsuei / Decendants of Dakrness)

BUM bum BUUUUUUUUUUUUUU! Thus ends another suspenseful chapter. LOL What files you asked? LOL iono. I was just making it up as I go along. ANYWA! Until next time (who knows when that will be? Lol JOKE!)

SAYONARA!

L.A.S...or F.D.

Whichever.

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