Fandom: Fruits Basket
Title: music without words.
Pairing: Hatsuharu x Yuki
Rating: PG
Description: (Au-ish) Yuki has finally told Tohru how he feels about her, but how is Hatsuharu going to handle it?
Disclaimer: FruBa isn't mine and the song mentioned is by Crowded House called 'Don't Dream It's Over."
music without words.
by miyamoto yui
Chapter 5 – don't ever let them win
And so, when I came to school two days later, Yuki came up to the rooftop and plopped himself right next to me. I was lying down and gazing at the sky as usual.
"How are you?" was all he could manage to say to me.
"I'm fine. You?" Yuki split his disposable chopsticks and nodded.
"Doing fine."
The cold breeze blew at that moment and I looked up to Yuki's face.
I wanted to etch his face into my head.
Yes, very beautiful indeed.
"Akito had a talk with me," he sighed while eating.
"I heard from Momiji you came to the main house yesterday," I said while looking away and watching the clouds pass above us.
"He didn't do anything to me," he finally said while gulping. His hands began to shake, but then he breathed in slowly. "That's worse than him shouting at me…or worse things."
My eyes focused on his hands. They were still trembling.
Of course, years of torture can't be erased in a few days. It would take twice as much to heal, wouldn't it?
I sighed inwardly. Unable to watch him in pain, I reached out to gently place mine over them. "Stop shaking. Don't think about Akito."
But then, I grabbed onto his hands a little tighter, pushing my thumb into them. "He shouldn't hurt you anymore."
"Haru, what are you saying?" I could feel him beginning to stop quivering. "I'm confused."
His face became even more worried, yet suspicious. "I know you won't lie to me. But I can't help but feel…Is there something you're not telling me, Haru?"
I didn't say anything.
I wouldn't let up.
Shaking his head, he became a bit angry. "Akito will do anything to keep me scared of him. And the funny thing is, whenever I think of certain things, I'll always fear him for them."
"Learn to think beyond that Yuki." I clenched onto his hand warmly. "You're the only one who should choose to live as you want."
Laughing, I asked, "Aren't you the prince of this damned school?"
The tension broke as his concerned and frustrated face broke into one of relief. He giggled with his hand covering his mouth.
Yes…
That's it. That's all I wanted from you…
And I will protect you.
Because I believe in what you see.
Because I believe in that…
…there is happiness, little as it may be for us.
And you are mine, Yuki.
Even though I wasn't the best with singing and all that, I tried my best to ease his mind. Looking up to the sky, I began to blush a little while singing,
"There is freedom within, there is freedom without.
Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup.
There's a battle ahead, many battles are lost
but you'll never see the end of the road
while you're traveling with me.
Hey now, hey now,
Don't dream it's over.
Hey now, hey now,
when the world comes in.
They come, they come
To build a wall between us.
We know they won't win.
Now I'm towing my car, there's a hole in the roof.
My possessions are causing me suspicion but there's no proof.
In the paper today, tales of war and of waste,
but you turn right over to the T.V. page.
Hey now, hey now,
Don't dream it's over.
Hey now, hey now,
when the world comes in.
They come, they come
To build a wall between us.
We know they won't win.
Now I'm walking again to the beat of a drum
and I'm counting the steps to the door of your heart.
Only shadows ahead, barely clearing the roof,
get to know the feeling of liberation and relief.
Hey now, hey now,
Don't dream it's over.
Hey now, hey now,
when the world comes in.
They come, they come
To build a wall between us.
We know they won't win.
Don't let the win…"
"Thanks, Haru," he told me while smiling beautifully at me.
I squeezed his hand harder before letting go.
When the bell rang, we both got up.
"Yuki?"
"Yeah?"
Shaking my head and grinning with one of my hands in my pockets, I poked his forehead with the hand holding my lunch bag. "I always hate it when you frown."
With that, I left for class with even more confidence inside of me. I repeated to myself in the hallway softly,
"Don't ever let them win."
Tsuzuku…
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Author's note: Now, the descent from grace…