Hair
Chapter 3: Apple
"Yuki-kun…?" Tohru stood helplessly outside Yuki's door. "Um… We're going to be late…"
"I'm not going." Said Yuki quietly. "You can go without me, Honda-san."
Tohru sighed. "O-OK…" She turned on her heel and sadly began to walk away from the same door she'd stood at for the last five minutes. She spun around quickly when she heard the door creak open.
Yuki hadn't opened it very far. He had his head down and was blusing. "I…Didn't really want you to see." Tohru tilted her head and looked at his shaved head. She started to laugh. Yuki blushed harder. He looked up at Tohru, the hurt in his eyes. She had her eyes closed and her hand over her mouth. "Why are you…?"
"I'm sorry…. It's just…. It looks really cute…!" She opened her eyes and wiped a tear away, smiling. "It really does. It's like on e of those cool hair-cuts celebrities have."
"Really…?" Yuki was confused. "I don't think so."
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Tohru walked slowly to school that morning. She'd just about managed to persuade Yuki to come, but he was still sleepy so she decided they should go slowly. None of this was spoken aloud of course.
It was quiet. He was too embarrassed to say anything, and so was she. Yuki kept getting weird looks from strangers across the street. Especially small children… It was strange, the younger they were, the more obvious it was that they were looking.
Tohru tried to distract Yuki. "Um… Kyo-kun went on ahead, so we'll see him at school."
Yuki made no reply. She tried harder. "And… Hatsuharu-san and Momiji-kun will be there to…"
Yuki smiled sadly. "Yeah."
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Walking through the halls felt like being a convict. Everyone stared, mouths open. Eyes wide. A couple of girls even started crying.
All Yuki could do was keep walking; his head down in shame. Tohru felt a wave of empathy. She could hear people trying to talk to Yuki, but he just ignored them.
"Yuki… What happened?"
"You look so…"
"Yuki-kun! What's wrong with your hair?"
They approached the classroom. Yuki opened the door to stony faces. He was immediately surrounded, Tohru blocked off from him.
Haru and Momiji ran in a few moments later.
Momiji ran up to Tohru. "Is it true? We heard some people talking, something happened to Yuki."
"It's true! Damn… What happened to you?" Haru yelled. Yuki blushed fiercely. "Where'd your hair go? It's hot though…" Several people laughed.
Yuki forced his way through his little crowd and back into the hall. A few girls ran after him.
"Where are you going Yuki-kun?"
"You can't leave!"
He carried on walking. He past a couple of boys in the year above.
"Hey Yuki, where are you going? You're not gonna 'cut' class are you?"
"Yeah Yuki.!"
"Why the rush? You're usually as smooth as a 'razor'."
Tohru sat down unhappily at her desk. This was turning out to be a pretty bad day.
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Ayame flinched as he heard the door slam.
He went up to Yuki's room and knocked on the door.
"Who is it." Came the angry reply.
"Uh… It's your brother."
"Get lost Nii-san."
Ayame opened the door. Yuki sat on his bed scowling. Before he had a chance to speak, Ayame said the first word. "S-sorry."
"Saying that isn't gonna make my hair grow back."
"You are being a little unfair you know…"
Yuki stood up, his grey eyes flashing with anger. "You want to know what's unfair? Life. It is unfair. I hate this!" He pushed his way past Ayame and out of the door. Aaya tailed him.
"Leave me alone!"
"No. I need to talk to you."
Aaya nearly had his face flattened as Yuki slammed the bathroom door behind him.
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"So, have you tried apologising?"
"Yes. He just won't listen to me." Ayame sat on the floor of Hatori's office, cross legged, eating an apple Hatori rolled his eyes.
"How did you say it?"
"I said; 'Sorry'. He ignored me completely."
Hatori once more rolled his eyes. "You have to be more understanding about it. He's never going to warm up to you if you do things like shave his head. He's not a sheep, you're not supposed to shear him."
Aaya laughed. Hatori had found the whole thing very immature. He supposed Tori-san was right… Because he always was. "I guess so."
"And get off the floor…"
Ayame did as he was told, but then proceeded to sitting in the same chair as Hatori. Hatori tried to push him off, but Ayame hugged him instead.
"Oh for Goodness sake…"
"Having a brother is hard… Why do you have to do so much…?"
"Because he's a person." Hatori lit a cigarette and blew a long stream of smoke into the air. Ayame leant his elbows onto Hatori's desk.
"I… I never asked for a little brother."
Hatori casually elbowed Ayame out of his chair and back onto the floor. "That's like being given a pet and not feeding it because you never asked for it. Just because he's unwanted doesn't mean you can neglect him. How would you like it if you were never looked after?"
"…You're right." Ayame said quietly. He smiled. "But… Why is it so hard to make someone like you?"
"That's life." Hatori replied.
"Life…" Aaya mused. "It's… Unfair."
Hatori pulled the apple out of Ayame's hand and took a bite out of it before giving it back. "You can say that. But it's lots of other things too. It doesn't really fall into a category."
"Why'd you bite my apple?"
"Why not?" Said Hatori, smiling. Aaya laughed.
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AN1: OK. I have decided I am going to do a sequel to First Rain. Even though I am also writing this one. It's just that, when I write, I listen to music, and I run out of Hair tracks. Have; Long beautiful hair, the girl with the golden hair, and some random songs, but one runs out. But I am going to continue with this one… As soon as I have finished however, I am gonna write my sequel! I have the soryline and everything! nn
AN2: You know, it's really easy to write scenes between Ayame and Hatori when you act like Ayame and you're tanking to a real life Hatori. nn It's true. Laura is my spirit guide. And that doesn't mean she's a talking coyote or she supplies me with drugs… She's my confidante. –goes all soppy- so people really do have confidantes. I don't think she enjoys it though… -embarasses confidante-
AN3: Haru can be so mean…
AN4: happy Christmas if I don't update before then though I probably will because I have no life…
AN5: The theory behind this chapter title is that fruit is nice to eat.