Chapter 4
"Umm…" Momiji cut the onions.
"Mmm?" Hatori poured the oil into the pot.
"Why is Kyou like this? He isn't a quiet person. He's noisy and… it's weird for him to be… hugging you." Momiji put the onions into the heated pot.
"He's… he wanted to get away from all of you."
"All of who?"
"You, Yuki, Haru, Akito, the whole juunishi." Hatori poured the rest of the ingredients into the pot.
"Why?" Momiji put the knife and used bowls into the sink.
"Because he is getting withdrawn. He doesn't want to interact with people anymore. He is going into a world of his own." Hatori stirred the ingredients.
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Ayame held my hand as we walked through the forest. He talked a lot, and I hated it. It was so noisy. I preferred my time with Hatori, the quiet and soothing time we always have.
I followed him to wherever he took me to.
A slow and steady stroll. I like it, but I prefer it with Hatori.
I feel his grip getting looser. This is a good time.
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"What about Kazuma?" Momiji washed the plates and bowls.
"I don't know." Hatori poured the soup into the clean bowl.
"…"
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I thought of Haru as I walked away from the still talking Ayame. Stupid Ayame, he didn't even realized that he had let go of my hand, how idiotic. Hahaha…
I ran.
I ran to Shigure's house.
I want my things back. Some of them.
I ran out of the forest and stopped in front of Shigure's house and gasped for air as my wounds hurt again. I touched them. Good, they didn't open.
Now, to go into my room.
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Ayame talked as he walked.
"And Kyou-kun you are the cutest person on earth! Don't you agree Kyou-kun!" Ayame turned around and frozed.
"HATORI!" Ayame screamed as he ran as fast as he could back to the Sohma main house.
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Great.
I avoided Tohru five minutes ago.
And now, Shigure pretended not to see me when I'm right in front of him. I hope he doesn't tell Hatori. I don't want to lose Hatori.
I ran up to my room and closed the door behind me.
I took out a bag and stuffed it with all of my clothes in the closet. There isn't much clothes to pack in the first place so I can take more personal belongings.
After I have packed the things I wanted to take with me, I looked around and see if I have missed out anything.
My eyes landed on a photo. I picked it up from the table and stared at it. I was in there, and so was Haru. I was smiling and Haru was kissing my cheek. We were lovers then. We were always together, just like the both of them now.
I sighed. It's no use keeping this anymore. He doesn't even belong to me anymore. He doesn't like me anymore. He hates me now, for injuring Yuki.
I sat on the bed as I continued to stare at the photo, battling in my mind whether I should take it with me.