Class let out and Haru found Yuki waiting with Tooru, Kyou was standing some distance away.
"Hi Haru!"
"Hello Miss Takahashi."
"Hi Tooru, hello Souma-san" Why am I blushing? It's not like he's good looking or anything...
Haru stared at Kyou, he looked extremely depressed. Maybe he feels bad for being a jerk? Kyou looked up at her as if reading her thoughts, a look that seemed to say "You're unimportant to me."
"Thank you so much for the umbrella, Yuki."
"What? Yuki! You can't go without an umbrella!" Tooru seemed very concerned about Yuki, but Kyou turned his face in the opposite direction.
"Neither can Miss Takahashi. I'm sure I can share an umbrella with you, Miss Honda." Kyou's muscles tensed.
At least his creepy smile isn't reserved for just me.
"Thanks again. I'm so glad they cancelled lacrosse practice at least."
"Goodbye!"
"Bye!."
"Muta, I've decided to give you a bath, mom's busy with a quilting project right now, so if you're quiet I can get away with it."
"Are you kidding? I came here to keep from getting wet."
"You'll be clean."
"Don't care."
"Too bad, you reek. Of course, if you cooperate there could be a can of tuna or ten involved if you let me clean you up."
"Make it fifteen."
"Fine, fifteen it is. Now follow me."
Haru drew a warm bath about a third of the way full and told Muta to get in. Instead he stuck a paw in and stated "It's too cold."
Haru put in some more hot water and tossed him in.
"Hey, that wasn't very nice." His gruff voice carried down the stairs, although all that Haru's mother heard was a faint yowl. It was a good thing that she was so absorbed in her work that it didn't register as a sound.
"You don't want my mom to hear you, she'll freak out and then toss you out of the house."
Muta was silent from then on. Haru used some mild soap and cleaned him up. She grabbed an old towel and wrapped up the gigantic cat.
"Ugh, I hate wet fur."
"You know, most cats look underweight when they get wet, but you don't look any smaller." Before Muta could complain, she quickly said "I'm going to get the tuna."
Haru disappeared downstairs for a brief moment before returning with seventeen cans of tuna and a can opener. Muta slipped out of the towel, slightly dried off but his fur was still clinging together. Haru could hardly open the cans fast enough for Muta to eat them.
Kyou was fuming inside, but on the outside he hardly seemed lucid. He just stared at Yuki and Tooru sharing her pink umbrella. He snorted Two girls sharing an umbrella is hardly something to be jealous of.
But he was jealous.
As soon as the three got home Kyou went upstairs to try and sleep.
He really just went to avoid Yuki and to mope about for a bit.
God how he hated the rain!