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~~~~~~~~~ (The present)
"You're staying home from school today. And that's final," Hatori Sohma ordered with a stern look to his young cousin, holding up the thermometer that seemed to raise every second. It was one hundred and one point seven temp. which wasn't good. Momiji blinked with a sigh. "Don't worry about the others. You're staying home. You don't want to argue with me either Momiji."
"I know that," said Momiji.
Hatsuharu and Kisa had joined in a second after Momiji had said that. Haru looked his usual self but Kisa looked strenuously worried.
"A-Are you okay?" asked the young tiger.
"Yes, Kisa. I'll be fine. I think I just having got much sleep lately so that's what's gotten me this sick. Though, Hari, does it come with hallucination also?"
"Ummm....well, sometimes. Why? What did you see?" the doctor replied.
Momiji looked down to the floor in front of him as he was sitting on the edge of his bed. "Oh, nothing important," he lied to his friends.
"I'll just tell everyone that you got sick so you had to stay home. Okay Momiji? You want them to come visit you after school or what?" Haru suggested. It might do him some good, since he seemed to be so glad when Tohru, Kyo, Shigure, or Yuki was around. When the bunny started to have tears in his eyes he raised an eyebrow. "Hey, what's wrong? You really don't feel good do you?"
Momiji nodded. He was ever so sad because of Mama. And seeing her, her shaking her head when he said that she hated him. It was so confusing. Mama never liked him. The bunnies grip tightened on Hatori's hand as he held it firmly next to his leg. He sighed. Momiji didn't know what to do from this point on. He just wanted to cry so badly.
"Haru, Kisa, you should get along to school now. I'll stay here with him to make sure that he'll be okay. Nothing to worry about if I'm with him."
"You sure?" Haru asked with a chuckle.
"Just go to school," ordered Hatori. Kisa gave Momiji and Hatori a small hug before she left, holding onto Haru's shirt the whole way.
Momiji asked, snuggling into his blankets when he laid down, "But what about Akito? Isn't he really sick too? I remember you saying something like you had to look after him twenty four hours until he got better."
"You mis-heard. He'll be fine. Now to the important stuff."
"Hm?"
"Why have you been so restless lately? I know that you haven't been feeling good and you've been barely walking to school on I don't know what strength. You haven't been yourself. Tohru called last night to know if you were alright, even Kyo wanted to know if you were okay," Hatori informed. Momiji's eyes grew wide. Tohru? Kyo? Yuki? Shigure? "If you just tell me what's wrong then maybe getting it off of you chest will help you feel better."
Tears swelled up in his eyes, choking back major tears, but unable to stop them. Just like last time, Hatori had been there.
~~~~~~~ (Back to when Momiji was three, right after Papa had ordered him outside. If you're wondering this is at the House of Sohma)
Young Momiji began to cry roughly on the small resting spot where he could lay. He bundled up in a soft, fuzzy blanket as he cried to himself. There was noyone that understood him. Atleast, not at this moment. He didn't want to be a crybaby it's just that Papa was mad at him too now! It wasn't his fault. His purple bruise that Mama had planted on his face was still stinging every time that he tried to touch it. Even if his tongue rolled to his right cheek a sudden small pain went through. But to a three year old it hurt like your limb was ripped off.
A shadow cast over him, it was someone, but he scrumpled up, squinting his eyes. Laying on his right side so the bruise wasn't visible. Please don't let it be Papa. Please don't let it be Papa! It wasn't. He heard a familiar fifteen year old voice.
Hatori asked as he bent down (Momiji. You okay there?)
It was a fifteen year old Hatori, his hair still the same, eyes cold but soft at the same time. He was still in his black school outfit after just getting out of school. It was hot out with the sun blasting on them and all but he had heard sobbing from over the fence and decided to see what was going on.
(Momiji? What's the matter? You can tell me) Hatori said.
The bunny shook his head. He didn't want to say what Mama did. She could get in trouble. Hatori would yell at her and even though she had hit him, Momiji still loved his mother, even if he knew she would never return the feeling.
Hatori said, knowing the answer already,("Momiji....did you go back in the house? Did she yell at you again?)
That much Momiji would admit to. He nodded.
(Hmm...well...you want to come over to my house? Ayame, Shigure, and I were going to study for the test on Monday but we wouldn't mind having you there. Maybe-) Hatori stopped in awe as he had sat Momiji up, then noticing the huge bruise on his face (-Maybe I'll have to talk to your father. Where in the hell did you get this kiddo?!)
Hatori had anger in his voice, Momiji couldn't hold back the tears, they started flowing down his face. He hugged Hatori. Finally. Someone that would hold him. And meant it.
*I was so happy when you smiled~
(Ha-Hawi! It's not fair! I'm sowwy dat I went into the howse! It was wong of me but I know dat now! Don't be angry at me! Pwease?!) pleaded the small child through sob. He wouldn't let go of Hatori so the teen was forced to sit down on the ground. (I'm sowwy!)
~Your smile breaks through the clouds of grey,
Far from the sunny days that lie in sleep~
Hatori rubbed Momiji's back. So this is what has been happening. His mother didn't do that to him...did she?
(Momiji, your mom didn't slap you, did she?) asked Hatori, making the blonde look up at him. He wouldn't answer, just sobs came through persed lips. (Answer me dammit!) He swore shaking the child.
(Mmmm! Stop it!) Momiji said. He hugged Hatori once more. (I just want to be held...)
(I understand)
(I'm sowwy! I'm rewy, rewy, rewy, sowwy!)
~Awaiting with patience for the spring,
When the flowers will bloom renewed again,
Knowing theres more beyond the pain of today~
(Okay, okay! It's alright!) Hatori replied, letting Momiji cry on his chest with mixed emotions.
Poor kid. Momiji went through this to much. And he was only three. The Zodiac curse was getting at members that were younger and younger now- adays. It was just one of the things that a Zodiac members had to go through. And Momiji had to learn to be strong. But...but...at three he shouldn't be hit. He should be loved by a family. Though, that was to much for anyone cursed by the Zodiac to ever hope for.
(S-she hitted me! I'm sowwy! I didn't mean too! And Papa h-h-he yelled at me, pushed me down on da gwond. I-I said I hated him b-but I didn't (sniffle) mean dat! I weawy didn't!) Momiji sobbed out. He cried what seemed to be endlessly.
~Although the scars of yesterday remain,
You can go on living as much as your heart believes,
You can't be born again although you can change~
(That...) hissed Hatori. This wouldn't be allowed. Rejecting Momiji was one thing but then hitting him...Hatori was ready to give her a piece of her mind.
Right now, though, it was just important to get him out of her. Out of this hurtful situation. Without anyone knowing it he took Momiji too his house. Momiji was forever grateful and still was to this day for doing that. Papa had calmed down and had realized his anger was directed wrongly. He apologized to Momiji, much to Mama's dismay, but never yelled at Mama for slapping him. There was only one thing Momiji had to say:
(Hatori...thank you)
Let's stay together always*
~~~~~~~~~ (The present)
Momiji let it happen again. He just bounced off the bed and into Hatori's chest, crying, sobbing, hysterically. Mumbling his words. The doctor couldn't understand all of it but he heard the word 'Mama' in there. It had to be dreams, more or less nightmares, of the past. Of his mother. That was the only explanation Hatori could think of at the moment. Momiji hugged Hatori tight around the waist, his cheeks turning rosy. Remembering that day hurt him so much more than anyone could imagine.
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I know that my chapters are short but go E-Z on me. Plz? Read MalletWielderofDoom's fics. She's in my review section and her stories are really good. This is, after all, who I'm doing this for. And Aura Black Chan....you rule too! ^_~
*And about Momiji's speaking abilities...umm...three years old and speaking like that is normal. If you don't know what he's saying just ask me in your review, which word/words and I will answer it/them. Okay.
MalletWeilderofDoom=read her fics now or I will shove walnuts down your pants and make you dance to polka music with Jerry Springer Guests joining you.
~~~~~~~~~ (The present)
"You're staying home from school today. And that's final," Hatori Sohma ordered with a stern look to his young cousin, holding up the thermometer that seemed to raise every second. It was one hundred and one point seven temp. which wasn't good. Momiji blinked with a sigh. "Don't worry about the others. You're staying home. You don't want to argue with me either Momiji."
"I know that," said Momiji.
Hatsuharu and Kisa had joined in a second after Momiji had said that. Haru looked his usual self but Kisa looked strenuously worried.
"A-Are you okay?" asked the young tiger.
"Yes, Kisa. I'll be fine. I think I just having got much sleep lately so that's what's gotten me this sick. Though, Hari, does it come with hallucination also?"
"Ummm....well, sometimes. Why? What did you see?" the doctor replied.
Momiji looked down to the floor in front of him as he was sitting on the edge of his bed. "Oh, nothing important," he lied to his friends.
"I'll just tell everyone that you got sick so you had to stay home. Okay Momiji? You want them to come visit you after school or what?" Haru suggested. It might do him some good, since he seemed to be so glad when Tohru, Kyo, Shigure, or Yuki was around. When the bunny started to have tears in his eyes he raised an eyebrow. "Hey, what's wrong? You really don't feel good do you?"
Momiji nodded. He was ever so sad because of Mama. And seeing her, her shaking her head when he said that she hated him. It was so confusing. Mama never liked him. The bunnies grip tightened on Hatori's hand as he held it firmly next to his leg. He sighed. Momiji didn't know what to do from this point on. He just wanted to cry so badly.
"Haru, Kisa, you should get along to school now. I'll stay here with him to make sure that he'll be okay. Nothing to worry about if I'm with him."
"You sure?" Haru asked with a chuckle.
"Just go to school," ordered Hatori. Kisa gave Momiji and Hatori a small hug before she left, holding onto Haru's shirt the whole way.
Momiji asked, snuggling into his blankets when he laid down, "But what about Akito? Isn't he really sick too? I remember you saying something like you had to look after him twenty four hours until he got better."
"You mis-heard. He'll be fine. Now to the important stuff."
"Hm?"
"Why have you been so restless lately? I know that you haven't been feeling good and you've been barely walking to school on I don't know what strength. You haven't been yourself. Tohru called last night to know if you were alright, even Kyo wanted to know if you were okay," Hatori informed. Momiji's eyes grew wide. Tohru? Kyo? Yuki? Shigure? "If you just tell me what's wrong then maybe getting it off of you chest will help you feel better."
Tears swelled up in his eyes, choking back major tears, but unable to stop them. Just like last time, Hatori had been there.
~~~~~~~ (Back to when Momiji was three, right after Papa had ordered him outside. If you're wondering this is at the House of Sohma)
Young Momiji began to cry roughly on the small resting spot where he could lay. He bundled up in a soft, fuzzy blanket as he cried to himself. There was noyone that understood him. Atleast, not at this moment. He didn't want to be a crybaby it's just that Papa was mad at him too now! It wasn't his fault. His purple bruise that Mama had planted on his face was still stinging every time that he tried to touch it. Even if his tongue rolled to his right cheek a sudden small pain went through. But to a three year old it hurt like your limb was ripped off.
A shadow cast over him, it was someone, but he scrumpled up, squinting his eyes. Laying on his right side so the bruise wasn't visible. Please don't let it be Papa. Please don't let it be Papa! It wasn't. He heard a familiar fifteen year old voice.
Hatori asked as he bent down (Momiji. You okay there?)
It was a fifteen year old Hatori, his hair still the same, eyes cold but soft at the same time. He was still in his black school outfit after just getting out of school. It was hot out with the sun blasting on them and all but he had heard sobbing from over the fence and decided to see what was going on.
(Momiji? What's the matter? You can tell me) Hatori said.
The bunny shook his head. He didn't want to say what Mama did. She could get in trouble. Hatori would yell at her and even though she had hit him, Momiji still loved his mother, even if he knew she would never return the feeling.
Hatori said, knowing the answer already,("Momiji....did you go back in the house? Did she yell at you again?)
That much Momiji would admit to. He nodded.
(Hmm...well...you want to come over to my house? Ayame, Shigure, and I were going to study for the test on Monday but we wouldn't mind having you there. Maybe-) Hatori stopped in awe as he had sat Momiji up, then noticing the huge bruise on his face (-Maybe I'll have to talk to your father. Where in the hell did you get this kiddo?!)
Hatori had anger in his voice, Momiji couldn't hold back the tears, they started flowing down his face. He hugged Hatori. Finally. Someone that would hold him. And meant it.
*I was so happy when you smiled~
(Ha-Hawi! It's not fair! I'm sowwy dat I went into the howse! It was wong of me but I know dat now! Don't be angry at me! Pwease?!) pleaded the small child through sob. He wouldn't let go of Hatori so the teen was forced to sit down on the ground. (I'm sowwy!)
~Your smile breaks through the clouds of grey,
Far from the sunny days that lie in sleep~
Hatori rubbed Momiji's back. So this is what has been happening. His mother didn't do that to him...did she?
(Momiji, your mom didn't slap you, did she?) asked Hatori, making the blonde look up at him. He wouldn't answer, just sobs came through persed lips. (Answer me dammit!) He swore shaking the child.
(Mmmm! Stop it!) Momiji said. He hugged Hatori once more. (I just want to be held...)
(I understand)
(I'm sowwy! I'm rewy, rewy, rewy, sowwy!)
~Awaiting with patience for the spring,
When the flowers will bloom renewed again,
Knowing theres more beyond the pain of today~
(Okay, okay! It's alright!) Hatori replied, letting Momiji cry on his chest with mixed emotions.
Poor kid. Momiji went through this to much. And he was only three. The Zodiac curse was getting at members that were younger and younger now- adays. It was just one of the things that a Zodiac members had to go through. And Momiji had to learn to be strong. But...but...at three he shouldn't be hit. He should be loved by a family. Though, that was to much for anyone cursed by the Zodiac to ever hope for.
(S-she hitted me! I'm sowwy! I didn't mean too! And Papa h-h-he yelled at me, pushed me down on da gwond. I-I said I hated him b-but I didn't (sniffle) mean dat! I weawy didn't!) Momiji sobbed out. He cried what seemed to be endlessly.
~Although the scars of yesterday remain,
You can go on living as much as your heart believes,
You can't be born again although you can change~
(That...) hissed Hatori. This wouldn't be allowed. Rejecting Momiji was one thing but then hitting him...Hatori was ready to give her a piece of her mind.
Right now, though, it was just important to get him out of her. Out of this hurtful situation. Without anyone knowing it he took Momiji too his house. Momiji was forever grateful and still was to this day for doing that. Papa had calmed down and had realized his anger was directed wrongly. He apologized to Momiji, much to Mama's dismay, but never yelled at Mama for slapping him. There was only one thing Momiji had to say:
(Hatori...thank you)
Let's stay together always*
~~~~~~~~~ (The present)
Momiji let it happen again. He just bounced off the bed and into Hatori's chest, crying, sobbing, hysterically. Mumbling his words. The doctor couldn't understand all of it but he heard the word 'Mama' in there. It had to be dreams, more or less nightmares, of the past. Of his mother. That was the only explanation Hatori could think of at the moment. Momiji hugged Hatori tight around the waist, his cheeks turning rosy. Remembering that day hurt him so much more than anyone could imagine.
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I know that my chapters are short but go E-Z on me. Plz? Read MalletWielderofDoom's fics. She's in my review section and her stories are really good. This is, after all, who I'm doing this for. And Aura Black Chan....you rule too! ^_~
*And about Momiji's speaking abilities...umm...three years old and speaking like that is normal. If you don't know what he's saying just ask me in your review, which word/words and I will answer it/them. Okay.
MalletWeilderofDoom=read her fics now or I will shove walnuts down your pants and make you dance to polka music with Jerry Springer Guests joining you.