Disclaimers:  I don't own Fruits Basket, only Tanaka Sey the reporter.

Warning: It contains my twisted humor and the characters being MAJOR MAJOR MAJOR OOC.

Interview III - Sohma Hiro aka Fichuzaki Yiruko

Tanaka Sey's eyes glistered with pure joy.

While waiting for her interview with Fichuzaki Yiruko who played Sohma Hiro she had been given the opportunity to watch Sohma Kyo being photographed. A fan was blowing in front of him making his hair blow around his face; he truly looked like an angel especially when he smiled.

A foolish smile was plastered on her face as she watched.

"Miss, excuse me?" a man said behind her.

She turned around. "Yes?"

"Fichuzaki san is ready, you may go there now."

"All right, thanks."

She knocked on his door. 'Fichuzaki Yiruko' said the simple black letters in the middle.

"Come in," he said.

In the show Sohma Hiro was portrayed as a brat, the only person he was loving to was Sohma Kisa, however she loved that cute little lamb!

She entered.

In the middle of the room was a round table and two chairs was placed there as well. Candles shone brightly and two plates with sushi were placed in front of the two seats. Two glass filled with some sort of red liquid was there also.

What the hell was this? It looked like a romantic dinner for two.

She yelled when someone jumped in front of her.

"For you," Yiruko said. He was holding a bouquet with red roses, she took them carefully and smiled uncertain, what was the meaning of this?

NOTE: A sweetheart, or?

He guided her to one of the chairs and pulled it out for her, she sat down and watched him go to his seat. She saw he was dressed in a black handsome tuxedo that fitted his little body perfect.

"Umm, may I ask what you are doing?"

He smiled. "Can't you see? This is a romantic dinner for two..." he gave her a mysterious smile. "I've been watching you from the moment you came. I hope I am not to blunt, but you are very pretty."

NOTE: @_@

"Eh... Thanks." Too bad he wasn't about fifteen years older, he was quite the lovely gentleman.

"So why don't we dig in? I hope you like sushi."

"Sushi is fine, is it all right if I ask you questions at the same time?"

He grimaced. "If you must, I prefer not to, but  I understand it is your job. Too bad we don't have more time together," he winked.

She laughed nervously while taking out her pad and pen. "So....what is your true age?"

"Fifteen... but remember my dear that age is not important."

She blinked. "Then what is?"

He laughed. "The answer is not that hard! It is what we feel in our heart..." he looked at her longing, she shifted at his stare. That gaze made her feel uncomfortable.

"Uhm, well if the age different is WAY too big it wouldn't work..."

He rested his chin in his hands and looked into her eyes. "Don't say such things... If both partners want it to work it will, have faith woman!"

NOTE: Obviously has an interest for older women.

"Uh, yes, so now to the next question, how is your relationship with the main character Honda Tohru in real life?"

He waved with his hand. "Fine, fine I guess, a tad too young for me though," he winked again.

TOO YOUNG?! She must be about six years older than him.

"How is your relationship with Kisa? You two are very close in the show."

He finished chewing before he answered. "Fine, just fine, she feels like a younger sister to me, but that is all, don't worry."

DON'T WORRY?! What should she be worried about?!

"...Anyhow..." She gulped, should she really ask this question?

"Wait a minute, don't ask yet, come let us sit on this couch together." He was now standing up in front of it, gesturing her to sit.

The couch was really small, could the both of them really fit in there?

NOTE: A horny teenager (but that isn't so weird, is it?)

He's flirting with you, girl! That little boy is actually hitting on you. What should she do?

"Uh, OK."

She went there and sat down, he to sat down and she felt him slipping his arm around her shoulders.

NOTE: Has quite the confidence.

"Isn't this comfortable?" he said and gave her a mischievous smile.

"Hah hah hah..." Should she tell him to remove his arm from her? Perhaps he would be mad with her and throw her out, she couldn't deal with that. Her boss would kill her.

She was sweating cold sweat, how could she ask this? He would probably think she was interested in him as well.

She took a deep breath and yelled, "areyouinarelationship?!" There, done.

He chuckled and leaned closer in, she could feel his breath on her throat. "Don't worry, we are not together anymore... that idiot left me for an older man, stupid! Aw well, her loss, right?"

NOTE: MAD! ABSOLUTELY MAD!

She jumped up, she couldn't take this!

He looked at her surprised. "Is something wrong?"

"Eh, no. Hah hah hah, I'll just sit down on this chair..." she said and got seated, she sighed, ah, much better.

He looked gloomy down on the floor.

"You don't like me, right? Just say it..." he sobbed. "I- I- I don't know what I'm doing wrong! Nobody likes me," he burst out into tears.

NOTE: Perhaps he's just a sensitive soft kid?

Aw, poor dear, she had been too harsh. She couldn't believe she had acted this way to a person who played in Fruits Basket, the best show in the world.

"I'm sorry... I do like you, but you're just too young for me, I like older men..."

He stopped crying. "Why? What's wrong with younger men, eh, boys? What's wrong with me?"

Well, first you are a head shorter and thirteen years younger than me, well that summed it up perfectly, she thought.

"Well, I'm already in a relationship," she lied.

"Oh, I had no idea... Lucky bastard!"

NOTE: Uhm, never mind... I'm in loss of words.

"Heh heh heh... Yes, well now to our last question, what are your hobbies?"

"Women," he said with a sight, "beautiful older women, by the way how old are you? WAIT! Don't answer, let me guess...thirty-five?"

"Thi- thirty-five?! WHAT?!?!" She flushed, she didn't look that old!! "I'm twenty-eight..." she almost hissed at him.

NOTE: In desperate need of glasses!

"Oh... Sorry, anyway, I've written a poem about you, want to hear?"

"A poem?" How sweet, how could she stay mad with him. "Sure."

He cleared his throat. "Oh Tanaka Sey such lovely name, taste like honey on my tongue. Oh Tanaka Sey, such beautiful dark hair, shimmers like a raven's wing. Oh Tanaka Sey, such long smooth silky legs. Oh Tanka Sey, such perky round breas-"

NOTE: Should learn when he needs to shut up.

"Eh, that is quite enough," she interrupted with a nervous laugh.

"Really? I had a lot more of that to go," he said disappointed.

"Oh, I think I heard enough. Really. I should be going now, thanks for lending me some of your free time."

He smiled sadly. "Must this end so quickly?" he sighed. "Would you at least give me a goodbye kiss?"

She sighed, "fine," she gave him a peck on the cheek and he smiled.

"Farewell, may I always have a place in your heart."

"Bye."

Too bad he had been so young otherwise it would had been rather nice. She closed her eyes for a minute and a flashback of the interview struck her. That had not at all been what she had thought it would! Well, neither had the interview with Yuki and Momiji been... Perhaps she had expected too much.

Ah well, now it was time for her interview with Sohma Ritsu.

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Sohma Hiro's voice actor is Fuchizaki Yuriko, all I did was switching a couple of letters and there you have Fichuzaki Yiruko.

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