The Secret Juunishi
Or
How to Mary Sue Yourself and Your Friend into Fruits Basket
by secretjuunishi
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Fandom: Fruits Basket
Spoilers: for the anime only, although I do mention the name of a Juunishi that is mentioned in the manga
Rating: R
Pairing: Mary x Hatori, Sue x Shigure
Genre: Humor/Romance/Angst/Drama
Disclaimer: I don't own them...I'm just borrowing them. Hail to Takaya Natsuki.
Summary: Mary Smith and Sue Jones end up in the Fruits Basket universe and they have *secrets.* *spooky music* Mary/Hatori, Sue/Shigure.
Author's Note: I'm attempting to catch up in the sense that I actually have quite a bit written just not posted. I know, I know, I'm bad.
Things start heating up between our heroines and certain Soumas. If you don't like that, here's your warning to flee! Flee! Flee!
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Chapter 9 of ?
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Mary and Sue fell into a busy routine over the next several days. Everything seemed to move in fast-forward. Mary was surprisingly productive at work, determined to get all her tasks done so she could thoroughly enjoy the evening and weekends. Sue's Japanese improved at a record pace now that she had several people to whom she could talk and ask grammar questions.
And, of course, they met more Souma Juunishi.
At the main house, they met Hiro and Kisa. Sue immediately fell in love with Kisa, as did Mary. Hiro was distant, however, and made a poor impression on the women. If anything, Sue and Mary felt sorry for the boy. But Kisa liked him enough to be around him, so the women figured the boy just wasn't good around strangers.
"He's a bit of a prick, isn't he?" Sue murmured one night on their way back to Mary's apartment.
"I hate to say it, especially for someone so young," Mary mused, "but, yeah, he is. Kisa likes him, though, so..."
"Kisa's so cute," Sue grinned. "Between her and Momiji I might die of cuteness."
Mary giggled. "I know what you mean. This family is so diverse...I can't wait to meet more of them."
Kagura was a trip. She was about Sue's age and the two girls hit it off, talking animatedly about everything and nothing. Mary stood back and smiled, letting Sue have some time with a peer. She knew Sue didn't have many friends her own age, even at school. Mary believed that would change once the regular school session started, though. No one could resist Sue.
"You should go to Shigure-san's place and meet Yuki-kun, Touru-san, and my Kyo-kun," Kagura mentioned.
Mary noted the broad smile that appeared on Sue's face when Shigure's name was mentioned. That particular Souma hadn't been seen in the few days since the incident with the underwear.
"Ah, you should," a voice said behind the group of girls.
"Hatori," Mary said, smiling at the doctor. He nodded at her with a small smile.
"We'll go over tomorrow," he offered. "Is that ok?"
"Sure!" Sue exclaimed.
"I wish I could come with you," Kagura pouted. "But I have a million things to do. Be sure to give all my love to Kyo-kun!" With a final wave, Kagura left the group.
"Speaking of errands, I need to run some today if we're going to go to Shigure-san's place tomorrow," Sue said, thoughtfully. "I'll be back before dark, ok, Nee-chan?"
"Uhn," Mary replied. "Call me if you need anything."
"I will!" Sue said as she made her way out of the Souma establishment. "See you later, Hatori-san!"
Hatori watched the girl go. "Why does it always feel like she's setting us up?"
"Because she is," Mary remarked, hugging Hatori close.
"Ah," he replied. "Good."
Mary giggled and Hatori wrapped his arms around her. "Let's go sit down," he suggested.
Mary nodded and the pair walked toward the little landing just outside Hatori's office.
"I think I'll always have good memories of this spot," Mary murmured, remembering their first meeting and the infamous foot massage.
"Me, too," Hatori agreed. He sat on the edge of the landing, but Mary remained standing. She twirled around a few times in the grass before Hatori reached out and pulled her closer.
"It all seems so unreal," Mary whispered, leaning forward onto Hatori's chest. "Who knew our lives would change so much after one moment?"
Hatori said nothing, preferring to run his fingers through Mary's long, silky black hair. She looked up at him and he cupped her cheek. Smiling, Mary stood on tiptoe and closed the distance between them.
Their kisses had always been long and sweet, each savoring the sensation of being close to each other. But this time there was something different, something a little more urgent. Mary found herself wrapping her arms tighter around Hatori's neck, wanting to be closer to him. Hatori leaned back, lifting Mary off the ground. When he fell onto the landing, she went with him and ended up straddling him, her hands pressed against his chest.
Mary smiled down at Hatori, a little surprised but ultimately pleased at their new position. Slowly, she leaned forward, smoothing her hands over Hatori's chest, and resumed kissing him. Hatori groaned softly and ran his hands up Mary's arms before pulling her closer. He shifted sideways slightly and moved his hand down her back, over her rear, and across her thigh, hooking behind her knee and tugging it over his hip. Mary mewled at the feel of Hatori pressing into her and she squirmed.
With a burst of movement, Hatori growled and flipped them over. The breath whooshed out of Mary's lungs as she suddenly found herself flat on her back staring up at Hatori who was propped up over her with his hands flat on the flooring by her head.
"This," Hatori said, voice tense, "is very dangerous."
"Oh?" Mary teased. She pushed up against him, grinning at the pained expression on his face. She could feel Hatori's reaction to her acutely and it sent flutters through her stomach.
"Stop," he gasped. But he was unwilling to move off of her. "I'm sorry."
"For what?" Mary asked softly. "For this?" She moved against him again and he barely suppressed a groan.
"Hatori."
Hatori had his eyes closed and was breathing deeply, trying to calm himself.
"Hatori, please look at me," Mary pleaded.
Reluctantly, Hatori opened his eyes and stared down at the woman who was slowly but surely driving him crazy.
"Don't feel sorry," Mary said. She tried to keep her expression neutral. "It's only natural."
After what seemed an eternity, Hatori nodded.
"And please," she continued, raising a hand to stroke his cheek. "Please don't feel sorry for the way you feel about me."
Hatori grimaced. "I don't," he said. "I am sorry if I made you feel that way."
Mary nodded.
"Ha'ri-san!" Momiji's voice floated from the courtyard. "Are you home?!"
Hatori hung his head and sighed.
"Now, that's a mood killer," Mary murmured.
"Uhn," Hatori agreed before pulling himself to his feet. He offered his hand to Mary and pulled her up, too.
Mary and Hatori made their way around the building to meet Momiji. Neither of them noticed the shadow of a person that had watched them nor the person's form as they left, kimono dragging slowly across the floor.
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End Chapter 9
Or
How to Mary Sue Yourself and Your Friend into Fruits Basket
by secretjuunishi
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Fandom: Fruits Basket
Spoilers: for the anime only, although I do mention the name of a Juunishi that is mentioned in the manga
Rating: R
Pairing: Mary x Hatori, Sue x Shigure
Genre: Humor/Romance/Angst/Drama
Disclaimer: I don't own them...I'm just borrowing them. Hail to Takaya Natsuki.
Summary: Mary Smith and Sue Jones end up in the Fruits Basket universe and they have *secrets.* *spooky music* Mary/Hatori, Sue/Shigure.
Author's Note: I'm attempting to catch up in the sense that I actually have quite a bit written just not posted. I know, I know, I'm bad.
Things start heating up between our heroines and certain Soumas. If you don't like that, here's your warning to flee! Flee! Flee!
-
Chapter 9 of ?
-
Mary and Sue fell into a busy routine over the next several days. Everything seemed to move in fast-forward. Mary was surprisingly productive at work, determined to get all her tasks done so she could thoroughly enjoy the evening and weekends. Sue's Japanese improved at a record pace now that she had several people to whom she could talk and ask grammar questions.
And, of course, they met more Souma Juunishi.
At the main house, they met Hiro and Kisa. Sue immediately fell in love with Kisa, as did Mary. Hiro was distant, however, and made a poor impression on the women. If anything, Sue and Mary felt sorry for the boy. But Kisa liked him enough to be around him, so the women figured the boy just wasn't good around strangers.
"He's a bit of a prick, isn't he?" Sue murmured one night on their way back to Mary's apartment.
"I hate to say it, especially for someone so young," Mary mused, "but, yeah, he is. Kisa likes him, though, so..."
"Kisa's so cute," Sue grinned. "Between her and Momiji I might die of cuteness."
Mary giggled. "I know what you mean. This family is so diverse...I can't wait to meet more of them."
Kagura was a trip. She was about Sue's age and the two girls hit it off, talking animatedly about everything and nothing. Mary stood back and smiled, letting Sue have some time with a peer. She knew Sue didn't have many friends her own age, even at school. Mary believed that would change once the regular school session started, though. No one could resist Sue.
"You should go to Shigure-san's place and meet Yuki-kun, Touru-san, and my Kyo-kun," Kagura mentioned.
Mary noted the broad smile that appeared on Sue's face when Shigure's name was mentioned. That particular Souma hadn't been seen in the few days since the incident with the underwear.
"Ah, you should," a voice said behind the group of girls.
"Hatori," Mary said, smiling at the doctor. He nodded at her with a small smile.
"We'll go over tomorrow," he offered. "Is that ok?"
"Sure!" Sue exclaimed.
"I wish I could come with you," Kagura pouted. "But I have a million things to do. Be sure to give all my love to Kyo-kun!" With a final wave, Kagura left the group.
"Speaking of errands, I need to run some today if we're going to go to Shigure-san's place tomorrow," Sue said, thoughtfully. "I'll be back before dark, ok, Nee-chan?"
"Uhn," Mary replied. "Call me if you need anything."
"I will!" Sue said as she made her way out of the Souma establishment. "See you later, Hatori-san!"
Hatori watched the girl go. "Why does it always feel like she's setting us up?"
"Because she is," Mary remarked, hugging Hatori close.
"Ah," he replied. "Good."
Mary giggled and Hatori wrapped his arms around her. "Let's go sit down," he suggested.
Mary nodded and the pair walked toward the little landing just outside Hatori's office.
"I think I'll always have good memories of this spot," Mary murmured, remembering their first meeting and the infamous foot massage.
"Me, too," Hatori agreed. He sat on the edge of the landing, but Mary remained standing. She twirled around a few times in the grass before Hatori reached out and pulled her closer.
"It all seems so unreal," Mary whispered, leaning forward onto Hatori's chest. "Who knew our lives would change so much after one moment?"
Hatori said nothing, preferring to run his fingers through Mary's long, silky black hair. She looked up at him and he cupped her cheek. Smiling, Mary stood on tiptoe and closed the distance between them.
Their kisses had always been long and sweet, each savoring the sensation of being close to each other. But this time there was something different, something a little more urgent. Mary found herself wrapping her arms tighter around Hatori's neck, wanting to be closer to him. Hatori leaned back, lifting Mary off the ground. When he fell onto the landing, she went with him and ended up straddling him, her hands pressed against his chest.
Mary smiled down at Hatori, a little surprised but ultimately pleased at their new position. Slowly, she leaned forward, smoothing her hands over Hatori's chest, and resumed kissing him. Hatori groaned softly and ran his hands up Mary's arms before pulling her closer. He shifted sideways slightly and moved his hand down her back, over her rear, and across her thigh, hooking behind her knee and tugging it over his hip. Mary mewled at the feel of Hatori pressing into her and she squirmed.
With a burst of movement, Hatori growled and flipped them over. The breath whooshed out of Mary's lungs as she suddenly found herself flat on her back staring up at Hatori who was propped up over her with his hands flat on the flooring by her head.
"This," Hatori said, voice tense, "is very dangerous."
"Oh?" Mary teased. She pushed up against him, grinning at the pained expression on his face. She could feel Hatori's reaction to her acutely and it sent flutters through her stomach.
"Stop," he gasped. But he was unwilling to move off of her. "I'm sorry."
"For what?" Mary asked softly. "For this?" She moved against him again and he barely suppressed a groan.
"Hatori."
Hatori had his eyes closed and was breathing deeply, trying to calm himself.
"Hatori, please look at me," Mary pleaded.
Reluctantly, Hatori opened his eyes and stared down at the woman who was slowly but surely driving him crazy.
"Don't feel sorry," Mary said. She tried to keep her expression neutral. "It's only natural."
After what seemed an eternity, Hatori nodded.
"And please," she continued, raising a hand to stroke his cheek. "Please don't feel sorry for the way you feel about me."
Hatori grimaced. "I don't," he said. "I am sorry if I made you feel that way."
Mary nodded.
"Ha'ri-san!" Momiji's voice floated from the courtyard. "Are you home?!"
Hatori hung his head and sighed.
"Now, that's a mood killer," Mary murmured.
"Uhn," Hatori agreed before pulling himself to his feet. He offered his hand to Mary and pulled her up, too.
Mary and Hatori made their way around the building to meet Momiji. Neither of them noticed the shadow of a person that had watched them nor the person's form as they left, kimono dragging slowly across the floor.
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End Chapter 9