Here's chappies 22. Things are starting to pick up pretty fast, huh?
Sohma Memi: I'm get back to Haru and Rin in this chappie, though you won't find out about Rin and Hana for a few more chappies.
beautifulhate: I really can't say how many chappies, how ever many it takes to finish it, how's that? LOL.
Chapter 22
"Oh, Hatori," Mayu breathed, lips breaking apart from his. He wouldn't allow her to draw away, stretching his neck out further to touch her lips again. He brushed his against hers lightly as she returned the action.
"Mayu," he whispered, brushing the back of his hand across her cheek as he pulled away. She thrust her head against his strong chest but only felt it for a moment; then he was gone. He hadn't had time to react, to prevent her from drawing too close; he had been caught up in the moment, in her love flowing through him. She drew back instantly, tears drying immediately, hand on her heart as she gasped.
Hiro was so consumed with jealousy that he could barely see straight. He hadn't been this jealous of Tohru and there was definitely more of a relationship with Tohru and Kisa than Megumi and Kisa, but he was too blind to realize that. He had planned his move for the next day he saw them walking home together. It was merely the anxiety in his heart that drove him to his insanity. He was currently leaning against the school building simply waiting for the two. They walked out as silent as the grave, but not for long.
"Hanajima!" Hiro shouted, causing the two to both turn around.
"What is it?" Megumi asked dully.
"I've heard from a reliable source that you've been toying with Kisa's emotions," he said accusingly. Kisa just looked upon Hiro confusedly, as did Megumi. He could barely look at the boy. His accusation was a pure lie, nothing more, and he knew it. He turned around to leave wordlessly when he felt the heel of a foot sinking into his back and found himself falling to the ground.
"Megumi!" Kisa cried, eyes widening as she looked from Hiro to Megumi. The boy was on his feet again, glaring at Hiro.
"You'll regret that, Hiro Sohma," he said softly. To curse another Megumi had to repeat the person's name in his head for five minutes and as he did so to Hiro something strange happened. He didn't even last a minute.
Hiro Sohma. Hiro Sohma. Hiro Sohma. Hiro Sohma. As the name consumed his thoughts he grew extremely dizzy. This had never happened before. The two just watched Megumi swaying, attempting to steady himself, until he fell to the ground. He had obvious fainted.
"Hiro!" Kisa gasped, giving the boy the most horrible hurt look he had ever seen. She knelt to the ground but didn't really know what she could do. Evidently, Hiro didn't either. "G-go get a teacher, Hiro; hurry!" Hiro nodded and took off in a jog, too startled by what had just happened to have any other thoughts but those of getting help.
Haru was sitting in his favorite spot, under a tall shady tree at the top of a tall, grassy hill. It was one of those scenes you would see in the movies with a sunset behind it. Behind the tree the hill turned into a dense wood but in front of it, where Haru was looking now, the hill sloped on into a grassy meadow filled with golden sunshine. It really was the ultimate spot and Haru loved to go there to just think. Currently his thoughts were on Rin, but then again she was all he ever thought about. His thoughts now, however, centered around what Hana had told him nearly a week ago. He couldn't get the words "she loves you" out of his mind. Suddenly he saw a shadow against the sun as it streaked past him and he leapt up from the grass and began running down the hill after it.
"Rin!" he cried as he finally caught up to her, grabbing her by the wrist. She whipped her head around to look at him, hair scraping across his face as she did so. She ripped her wrist out of his hand and drew away still further.
"What the hell do you want?" she demanded, hate in every word. Haru was still panting; amazed by the mere thought that he had caught her.
"We need to talk, Rin," he said firmly, looking her straight in the eyes.
"I have nothing to say to you," she spat. "Just stay the hell away from me!" She threw her leg out, prepared to handicap him the exact same way she had Hana. She forgot, however, that Haru had taken martial arts for more than ten years. He caught her foot in his hand as if it was nothing, causing her to fall into the grass on her back. He released her foot from his grip and knelt beside her gently. He then bent over her, arms on either side of her. She was trapped, his face inches from hers.