Ayame, Hatori and Shigure looking through chapters of fanfic.
Shigure: Ahh, reading this really makes me all nostalgic. We were really cute and innocent then, weren't we?
Ayame nods enthusiastically.
Hatori: (thinking to himself) Innocent??
Ayame: Yes, now, we have grown up to be exceedingly handsome and intelligent men.
Hatori: (thinking to himself) Intelligent??... (reads parts of SBAFC) SBAFC...thinking about that gives me...
Ayame: Fluffy clouds? Butterflies in your stomach?
Hatori: Nightmares.
Ayame flings his arms around Shigure and cries waterfalls of tears.
Shigure: Now, now....Aya, you know Hatori's never serious...
Chapter 5
Night finally came. Hatori gratefully climbed into his soft comfy bed, plonking his head onto the pillows with his eyes looking towards the ceiling. Today was possibly...no...it was the craziest day of his life. He had no idea what maniacs those two Sohmas were. Was it even possible they shared the same bloodline?
Ayame... Ayame was undoubtedly the number one maniac in the entire world, maybe even in the galaxy. Hatori had no idea where all his energy and creativity came from. No wonder some people thought he was from another planet.
His mind drifted back to the day's events. After loudly declaring that he was going to set up the Sexy Buttocks Ayame Fan Club, Ayame dragged both Shigure and himself to the boys toilet and insisted that they take a picture of the fan club president's infamous asset right there and then in order to paste the image on flags, t-shirts, mugs...Hatori shuddered at the thought. Persistent as he was, Ayame would have gotten his way if Shigure had not sweet-talked him and said that an air of mystery would excite his fans more...something about how a covered butt would tease his fans more and make them go crazy...thank God, Ayame followed Shigure's advice and decided to forgo the whole butt photo-taking idea...for now.
But Hatori could not help but laugh quietly to himself at Ayame's silliness, although Hatori suspected that he was seriously being silly. Everyone else in his family was so serious and laughter was never heard in his house, only bitter words and silent tears. Ayame was like a breeze that was able to lift up his spirits.
And Shigure...well, he was not as crazy as Ayame, but he felt that somehow, beneath that sheepish grin was someone that was deep and someone that he could trust. Hatori couldn't quite explain it but he felt a bond between them.
I wonder if he feels it also?
Well, he probably should get some sleep. That afternoon, before they parted ways, the SBAFC's president gave very clear instructions to his two 'secretaries'.
"Now, I would like you both to bring a big basket from your home tomorrow. The bigger, the better. Remember," He placed his hands on each of their shoulders, "The happiness of our fellow school mates rests on these delicate shoulders," he looked down and sighed, "I know, both of you want to weep at this beautiful privilege that has been bestowed upon you, but you must be brave," He clasped his hands together, "We must always give a strong smile for the future of SBAFC!!"
Hatori could have sworn he heard trumpets blaring in the background. He knitted his eyebrows together and bit his lip. He caught sight of Shigure who winked back at him and gave him the thumbs-up. Hatori nodded. At least he was not alone in the midst of all this madness.
Hatori turned in his bed and shut his eyes, drifting off to sleep...now...where could he find a big basket?
