Raine: Yosh, to help me continue writing my fic about you three, do you mind if I asked some questions?
Aya: No problem!
Shigure: Okie
Hatori nods.
Raine: Did you guys have any high school crushes?
Hatori: no comment
Shigure starts giggling to himself.
Ayame: Ahh, there was this mysterious person that I met in the bathroom once. He was the most beautiful person I ever saw. His eyes were like the sun and there were this breathtaking aura around him. I tried searching for him ever since...but I never found him.
Hatori: That person was your own reflection you idiot!
Chapter 6
Pant Pant...why is a teenager bringing a basket to school? Hatori had no doubt that anyone who saw him was probably wondering the same thing he was.
Hatori was dragging a gigantic wicker basket that he somehow found in his grandmother's house. Maybe it was because he was not an athletic person to begin with, but beads of sweat were starting to trickle down his forehead. He had no idea what the basket was previously used for, although they were some dubious black feathers sticking inside of it.
"Ha-san"
Hatori stopped in his tracks and turned around. Shigure was some distance behind waving cheerfully at him. Shigure had placed his own basket, which was considerably smaller, on top of his head. Hatori was amazed to see it balanced quite Zen-like. Hatori raised his hand to wave back but stopped midway when he realised that he was going to wave to ... something he never had before ... he was going to wave to a friend.
"Hatori?" asked Shigure, looking at Hatori concernedly. He appeared to be in a daze now.
"Arrgh!" yelled Hatori suddenly and stumbled backwards, falling on the ground. He had awoken from his daze to see Shigure's face just a few inches away from him, his doggy brown eyes staring at him.
"You alright?" Shigure stretched out his hand towards Hatori. Hatori looked at him for a moment before holding on to his hand and got pulled up to his feet by Shigure. He lightly brushed the dirt from his uniform and nodded in reply. Both of them continued walking to school.
Seeing that Hatori was alright, Shigure smiled and said, "Hatori, you just got to know Aya, so maybe all this may be kinda strange to you. But don't worry, the last thing Aya and me would want is to get you into trouble."
"The both of you," said Hatori, sweeping his fringe from his eyes, "don't have to worry about me."
He looked at Shigure and smiled. Shigure was rather taken aback, almost causing his basket to lose balance. He wished he had a camera right there and then to capture the moment. He knew how rare it was for Hatori Sohma to smile.
They both finally reached the school gates.
"Hmm, that's strange," said Shigure, looking around, "Aya should be here by now. He said that he needed to do something first before coming to school."
A loud honking noise suddenly pieced through the air. They turned around to see Ayame waving at the both of them from the passenger seat of a huge shocking pink truck. On the truck, the words, "Go Go Taka's Delicious Peaches" flashed across. The truck stopped in front of the school gate, and then Ayame leaped delicately off his seat, standing in front of the both of them.
"Gure-san, Tori-san, please fill your baskets with Taka-sama's delicious peaches. This shall be the first stage of our magnificent service to lift up the spirits of the student body."
Both Hatori and Shigure looked back at the truck, to see Taka-sama, a muscular tanned man in his thirties giving them the thumbs-up.
Obediently, they took their baskets to the back of the truck and started unloading the peaches onto their baskets.
Squeak Squeak...
A strange noise greeted Hatori's eyes. He looked around curiously, wondering where it came from. They finished filling up the baskets and the truck drove off.
"Aya, why are we bringing so many peaches to school?" asked Shigure, carrying his peach-filled basket.
"Ah, my beloved Gure-san, I love the way you are so observant. You see last night I was up thinking about what you said about teasing the fans of my wonderful club..."
"Fans?" wondered Hatori to himself, "And where is that squeaking sound coming from..." he looked around him suspiciously.
"And since we can't take pictures of my wonderfully supple bottom," continued Ayame, "I decided that we should use the peach as a symbol for the Sexy Buttocks Ayame Fan Club."
Ayame picked up a peach from the basket and lifted it up to the sky.
"Yes, the peach, with its baby-smooth succulent skin and the ripening colour of a high school girl's blush, with its seductive curves in the middle...is the perfect symbol for SBAFC. Our fans can rub their palms around the peach to obtain the highest form of inspiration for their high school lives!"
The peach in Ayame's hands seemed to shine like a star.
"Ehh, so you bought all these peaches from Taka-sama?" asked Shigure, impressed.
Ayame suddenly snapped out of his majestic aura and blushed a deep red.
"Taka-sama agreed to give them to me for free...but...he had ... one condition," stammered Ayame.
"What condition?" asked Hatori.
Ayame suddenly leaped towards Hatori holding both his hands into his, staring deep into his eyes.
"Tori-san, would you be willing to sacrifice something for your president?"
"Err...anoo..."said Hatori, the grip that Ayame had, was quite hard.
Ayame let go of Hatori's hands and wiped a tear from his eye.
"Of course you would, Tori-san is so brave and so noble. He is willing to sacrifice himself for the sake of the happiness of this world," Ayame let out a sniff.
"Aya, what was Taka-sama's condition?" asked Shigure.
"Oh, nothing really. He just said that he was happy to give me the peaches for free as long as he can have one date with Tori-san," chirped Ayame.
"WHAT?" shouted Hatori and Shigure.
Ayame waved his hands in front of him, smiling sheepishly.
"It's only one date, me and Gure-san can tag along to make sure he does not try anything funny..."
Hatori stared at Ayame causing an icy wind to blow around them. Ayame started shivering from the cold.
Squeak Squeak.
It was that strange sound again. Hatori looked down and finally discovered where it was coming from. Ayame, instead of wearing his normal school uniform trousers, was donning a pair of black leather pants that clung skin-tight to his butt. The sound came from his pants whenever Ayame moved. Hatori had not noticed it before, but there was actually a trail of bodies behind them. The students had fainted from a lack of blood, due to nose bleeds.
"Ehh...I think maybe we should discuss this later..."started Shigure, who was now wearing an Eskimo's fur coat. Both Ayame and Hatori looked at him. Shigure pointed to a direction. A tall man in a brown suit was marching angrily towards them.
"I think that's the vice-principal," said Shigure, scratching his head.
