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Happy Days

Chapter I

Shigure sat back in a lavish armchair, sipping brandy.

I'm hungry-- where is everyone? Yuki thought, wandering through the house. Maybe Shigure and Ayame fell off a cliff somewhere…

"Hello Yuki!" Shigure screamed, leaping up to greet Yuki, "Ah! Light headed! I stood up too fast…"

¬ ¬…dammit, no such luck…

"Shigure, why the hell are you sitting in the flowerbed, drinking- " he squinted at the tin his cousin clutched in one hand, "- banana schnapps?"

"Its brandy and…I don't know…" Shigure stood studying the large dent in the flowerbed.

Yuki frowned, eyes closed, counting back from ten.

"…1…Right. Now where're Tohru and that damn cat?"

"Aaya took them out…" Shigure muttered before passing out.

"Shigure?...Shiiigurrre?" the rat held his cousin up by the collar, promptly dropping him back in the flowerbed when he replied with a loud snore.

"God dammit; I'm stuck in a house with a drunk…by myself!"

He suddenly stopped, horrified. Aaya- oh no, he can't have--

"I need to find them!"

"Well, you can't do that if you don't know where they are, can you?"

Yuki spun round ungracefully towards the voice, catching his foot on a rogue bucket and falling back to accompany Shigure in the flowerbed; consequently, having the bucket drop on his head.

"And I thought you were a black belt…"

Yuki felt a smirk accompany the voice as the bucket was tipped up from his eyes.

"Haru!"

"Yes! It is I! The amazing Hatsuharu!"

The prince raised a cynical brow, straightening up and shoving the bucket into Haru's chest.

"Give it a rest, Haru."

"Hmph!" The offended Haru stormed into the house after Yuki.

"Anyway," Yuki began, "I have to go find Aaya, etc., before they end up…well, you know him…"

"They're upstairs." Haru's tone was blunt.

"What?"

Haru leant absent-mindedly on a doorframe, biting into an apple.

Hang on, when'd he get that?

"Found him and Kyo in a drunken stupor, and Tohru's staying with that Hana person."

"Okay…"

"So that means its just you and me…"

A loud snore emitted from outside, briefly catching their attention.

"Sleeping beauty out there doesn't count."

"…Soo…just you and me…" Yuki repeated awkwardly.

"Yes, just you and-" Haru was interrupted by an abnormally loud snore from Shigure. Looking rather irritated, he slammed the window shut. "-me." He finished, grinning and tossing the apple coolly over his shoulder. A moment later, of course, it rebounded off the closed window and ricocheted off Haru's head.

"God dammit! That WAS NOT supposed to happen."

Yuki bit his tongue in an attempt not to laugh at him. Haru, however, noticed the small smile flick over his face. He blushed rose and stuck his tongue out immaturely, making the boy giggle even more. Haru pouted and leapt at Yuki, pinning him against the wall.

"When I'm finished with you, you won't be laughing."

"Is that a threat?" Yuki replied calmly.

"Just a friendly warning."

Yuki leant his face close.

"Oh…good."

He breathed, startling Haru by blowing at the hair that fell across his face-- before poking him in the ribs, making him recoil.

"That's it, you asked for it!" Again Haru pinned Yuki against the wall. "Try to get out now." He breathed. Haru had the wrist of Yuki's left arm clenched in an iron grip. His thighs held Yuki in place.

"Just watch me." Yuki whispered, their faces millimetres apart.

At that very moment Shigure burst into the room--

"WOAH! DID YOU GUYS SEE THAT PIGEONhey what's going on?"

He asked, puzzled, flicking his bottom lip sceptically with a nail.

"I know! You guys had a party without me!"

The pair were dumbstruck.

"What?"

"Just getting some milk, Sugar." Aaya said casually as he drifted across the room.

Haru and Yuki stared at him incredulously as Shigure waved frantically. Haru detached himself from Yuki and walked over to Shigure, speaking slowly as if to a child.

"This is just a figment of your imagination. Your rooms upstairs, go visit it."

"Okay imaginary Haru. Night night." Shigure waved and wandered towards the door – leading outside, and collapsed back in the flowerbed.

Haru seemed to regain himself. He turned to Yuki, smirking.

"Now…where were we?" Haru approached Yuki, a seductive glare in his eyes. He propped one hand against the wall beside Yuki, who was staring at him with wide eyes. Haru leaned further in towards Yuki. Fuelled by fear Yuki ducked under Haru's arm and escaped to the middle of the room.

Haru exclaimed irritably as his forehead made contact with the wall. He turned to glare at Yuki, who stood catching his breath. Haru closed his eyes a moment, trying to control his temper. Now he locked eyes with the rat.

"What's your problem?"

"Nothing. I'm going upstairs. You can stay in the living room." The words tumbled out of Yuki's mouth before he botted for the door.

He ran upstairs and sat on his bed, silent to hear whether Haru was coming after him. Minutes passed and the rat heard no one coming up the stairs, nothing in fact bar Shigure's faint snoring leeching from the window.

He felt disappointed, then confused shortly after realising this. He grimaced. I'm not dealing with this now. He collapsed back into sweet ignorant sleep.

Downstairs Haru stood with his head against a wall, desperately trying to understand. The frustration that he had kept bottled up for the past few minutes erupted. In a fit of anger he kicked the table through the paper door. He stared in shock. What am I doing? He's brushed me off before, so what's wrong? Haru collapsed onto his knees, his head in his hands.

"Haru-kun?"

The boy looked up to see a girl with chestnut hair and eyes, clad in a dark blue sailor suit standing in the torn doorway. She jumped in renewed surprise before running over and exclaiming-

"Oh my god what happened, is Kyo-kun here? Were you fighting again?"

"No, the table was pissing me off." Haru's voice was muffled by his arms.

"Ok then." Tohru lowered herself down next to Haru and asked in a hushed tone. "So, what did the table do?"

"Nothing. Look, I'm really tired so I'm going to sleep, ok?" Haru snapped.

"Uh, yeah. Do you want a blanket?" Tohru asked, looking puzzled by the boy's outburst.

Haru lay on the floor, facing the wall stubbornly.

"No, I'm fine as I am."

Tohru stood silently, finally taking her leave when it became apparent that the conversation had ended. She trudged up the stairs, removing her plaits. Wonder what's wrong with him? She peered into Yuki's room. The rat was sleeping face down. Tohru frowned, worried as she walked to her own room. Half way there she stopped decisively and struck a pose.

"That's it! – tomorrow's gonna be a happy day!"

With her mind made up she carried on her journey down the corridor to her room.

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