Disclaimer: Fruits Basket or any of its characters are not mine.

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The last bell sounded followed by the loud, jarring sound of chairs scrapping across the floor. Souma Momiji stood up along with the rest of his classmate and greeted his teacher. He looked up diagonally behind him and sure enough his classmate and cousin, Souma Hatsuharu sat there, his head on the table, most probably asleep, without even bothering to greet the teacher. The teacher doesn't even care that much anymore.

Momiji stared at the head that he had come to recognise at any instance. Observing how the black strands from the roots faded into a pure white at the tips, he gazed dreamily at the one he loved. Yep, there was no use denying it. Souma Momiji was in, love with his cousin, Souma Hatsuharu. Not only that, of the same sex too. The rabbit of the cursed Souma Family had always been 'girly', dressing in girls clothes, crying like a school girl at any small thing, more like a child, actually, then anything. He had always felt an unexplainable attraction to his more matured and quiet cousin. He always thought it as brotherly-love, then as puppy love, expecting it to fade as he grew older, maybe away from that girly side of his.

But dear ole' little Goddess of Fate decided to play a little trick on him. When Momiji found himself anticipating meetings and small greetings or acknowledgements, longing for swift touches, finding excuses to talk to him, for him to talk back, just to hear his voice, dreaming of him at night, of that bi-coloured hair, of running his hand through those spiky strands, of him lying right there beside him, of his soft, pink lips touching his.....Yep, Souma Momiji was in love.

The blond tried everything to rid himself of that thought...thoughts of his cousin. His MALE cousin. He tried avoiding him, getting closer to the girls in hopes of feeling attraction their, in vain. He tried hitting his head against a rock, dunking his head in water for a whole 3 minutes and 47 seconds without coming up for a breath, reading porn magazines (stolen from Shigure) till he had to go to the toilet to puke and hide his head under the pillows for the whole day, almost suffocating himself but NOTHING WORKED!!! Finally, after a whole month of self-denial and attempted suicides, Momiji collapsed onto his bed, defeated and still totally in love with Hatsuharu.

That was more than a year ago, when he was still the 'kid'. Now, though only a year later, Momiji was more grown up. He was still the cute baby of the house and class though. Nobody can miss his loud, boisterous voice that seemed to sing along to a sweet, soft melody every time he spoke. However, the blond rabbit seemed to have picked up a habit short moments of spacing out, thinking deeply about something, almost frowning. The girls thought he was growing up, but prefer it when he was happier and didn't have such moments, no matter how short. The guys thought he was growing up, and thought he finally found a girlfriend. And, boy, were they relieved. They even came up to him once to ask him who was the 'lucky gal'. Well, very sorry guys, no gal, only quiet, drool-worthy, GUY cousin. No. Of course he didn't say that. Momiji may seem idiotic at times but he isn't dumb.

Oh yeah, and he started wearing guys clothes. Now that's one thing the girls don't ever wanna change. You never knew a guy's clothes could be sexier than a girl's till you see Momiji before and after. Momiji was like a walking sex-god. Yuki-senpai was turning into second favourite. Thing is, the blond boy still seemed as innocent as ever. He walks around school oblivious to all the lust-filled stared from hormone-raging girls (and some guys, yes.) and fan-girls have tripled after he actually SANG ALONG with them to the song that they have composed for him. Could've sworn more than half of the choir of girls fainted right there and then due to a combination of shock, disbelief and pure bliss at hearing Momiji sing. Yuki would have pummelled him.

Back to Momiji himself. He actually half-expected himself to put on those briefs and long pants to be thrown back down to earth and hit his head and find out that he was actually NOT in love with his black/white cousin. But, unfortunately, he missed earth and fell pass hell, deeper in love with the slow punk-boy. He found something unexplainably sexy in being in sexy clothes liking another sexy guy. Maybe he fell from the roof that time when he was chasing after Kyo and messed up his brain a bit.

During this time, amazingly in about 5 seconds, Momiji seemed to have drifted over to where his sleeping cousin was, hand out-stretched, as if to arouse him, or to just touch those white spikes upon that beautiful head when...

"Momiji!" the boy jumped and quickly withdrew his hand as if it had been burnt from getting to close to white flames. He snapped his head around, his seemingly innocent eyes quickly replacing his love-long ones. Three girls stared back at him sweetly, oblivious to what had just happened or what had almost happened. Momiji could have very well molested his dear cousin while he was sleeping in class.

Akane, Hiromi and Jun walked towards him hands on their hips. Momiji knew something was up. The stopped in front of him you could see them switch to 'pout-mode'.

"Momiji-kuuun....." God, even Momiji couldn't whine like that. "Momiji-kun, you haven't answered us." Akane practically whined out. Momiji almost winced. It took a while for him to process the question. Answer them. Answer them. Oh yeah. Er...what was the question again?

"Huh?" he blurted out, to add to the effect, he made the curious 3-year-old face. The three girls immediately melted and forgot their annoyance.

"Er...Er...M..Momiji-kun," Akane stumbled upon her words, suddenly very shy. The two beside her blushed to the end of their hairs too. 'It always works' thought Momiji. "Do you want t..to go for karaoke with us? J..Just a round of karaoke." Momiji could immediately feel the eyes of the rest of the girls in the class on them. Damn. And he always found it hard to reject girls when they ask him out for some fun. Oh man, this was gonna be hard.

Suddenly Momiji felt an arm slip around his neck and pull him back a little protectively. "He's not free today." A voice breathed out next to his left ear which sent shivers down his spine and Momiji had to swallow a gasp. Turning his head to his left Momiji came face to face with his very handsome, very smooth, and very close cousin's face. Momiji tried hard not to lean into that strong arm and chest when he almost fainted due to the close proximity of his long-time crush. He just kept staring.

"Momiji not free today. He has to help me with something. Goodbye." And with that, Haru started walking, pulling Momiji along who only had the time to stretch and grab his bag before Haru literally dragged him out of the class.

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Ok. I think I shall end here. Fine! I admit! I didn't know how to end! and it was geeting too long. Next time.