OMG!! People!! I'm sooooo sorry. I just realised my story is totally messed up because I forgot this part! And not it's just messed up even more cos i added a part that was not supposed to be in here IN HERE!! I don't know what's wrong with me? I have too many stories going on to be sane. Anyways. Due to the slight change of plans in this chapter, I've got to take back the previous ones to update them. Sigh


Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket and its characters.


"What do you want, Kuso Nezumi?" came the harsh voice of his cousin, Souma Kyo.

"Nothing, Baka Neko." drifted the softer, gentler and more sly voice of Souma Yuki a moment later with the smooth reply.

"Then don't come any closer.." Kyo was clearly agitated, by what, Momiji most probably knew.

"Ahhhh!!! Momiji!" Two pairs of eyes shot to him as he walked into the living room of Shigure's house calmly, like he didn't just overhear what his two cousins were saying. Yuki quickly but casually pulled himself away from a blushing-mad Kyo who was lying on the floor, mouth half-open but with no words coming out to try and explain what just happen.

"Hi, Yuki! Hi, Kyo! Hi, Tohru!" He threw in the greeting for the brown-haired girl as she walked into the living room with a tray full of cookies. By then, Yuki and Kyo had amazingly repelled away from each other to take their positions at one end of the table and the dark corner of the room respectively. Momiji wondered why they tried at all. But then, he always felt it'd make his job easier like that, then. He felt the tugging at his heart, from either the guilt or sadness, he didn't know. It was too confusing. He bounced into the room, settling down opposite Yuki, blonde hair fluttering all over his face but he just pushed it aside. He wasted no time in attacking a cookie in the tray that Tohru had just set down.

"Hi Momiji," Tohru said in a more subdued tone, but not lacking in cheer. "I was waiting for you and thought you'd like these. I made them just yesterday. I hope you like them!" But it was obvious that Momiji did, already on his third serving as Tohru kneeled down at the small end of the table between Momiji and Yuki.

"I wasn't expecting you." said Yuki, reaching out for a cookie too and giving Momiji a curious glance. Yuki was smart and he knew Momiji was not only able to give him a run for his money, but he was just as cunning too. Yuki had a feeling he had been spending too much time with the older jyuunishis. They were starting to rub off on the young boy. And that was not necessarily a good thing. If Momiji was here for apparently no reason at all, he most probably had something up his sleeve.

Immediately, Tohru looked at Yuki worriedly, afraid she'd offended him. "Oh! I'm sorry, Yuki. I forgot to tell you! Momiji called today and said he was coming over. You didn't have any plans, did you?"

"No, no, Tohru. I was just wondering why Momiji is here today."

"Yeah, where's the dumb cow that's always with you?" Kyo finally added his two cents as he joined the table and took one of the chocolate biscuits, brushing past Yuki's arm as he did so. The seemingly unintentional move was not missed by brown eyes and Momiji looked up innocently. He stared at the three before him as they waited for his answer expectantly, his mouth full of half-chewed cookies. He made a show of looking up at the ceiling as he thought; disguising the sudden darkening of his eyes he knew was there whenever he heard someone insult his long-time friend. He had enough experience with Akito to know that, despite his mask, his flashes of negative feelings to whoever spoke ill of Haru was written boldly and largely all over his face.

Finally he looked back down and swallowed and grinned mischievously at the red-head. "Why? Miss him already, Kyo?"

The cat was surprised and he failed to come back with a quick suitable response. Momiji chuckled and Yuki gave him another more curious and darkened glance. Finally finding his voice, a little too late, Kyo shouted a "No!" as his retort, glancing at the purple-eyed boy beside him but Yuki had just ignored him and proceeded to nibble on his second piece of the sugar-filled snack.

Tohru, apparently oblivious, or as good as ignoring as Yuki was, turned towards Momiji and asked, "Oh yes, Momiji. Why isn't Haru-san with you?"

Momiji sighed mentally. Couldn't blame them. He smiled and answered.

"He's still sleeping and wouldn't wake up. Hattori-nii's working too and wouldn't accompany me." he pouted to accentuate his point perfectly.

"Oh. That's… sad." She said, eyes downcast for a moment before perking up almost immediately and beginning small talk with the blonde bunny as all four of them continued to munch of the snacks. But Momiji couldn't help another mental sigh.

It was so obvious, this dance between Tohru and Hattori. You'd have to be blind not to see it. They were avoiding yet trying to find every available chance with each other. Everybody'll be thankful once this was over and the two of them just get together already. Momiji already convinced Akito to leave them be. Now it was up to Shigure-nii to push Hattori-nii enough. Then it was up the doctor to get up his own nerve to ask Tohru out. Momiji realized it may not be that soon enough and held back another mental sigh. It was bad for his brain.

His big eyes then fell on the two boys in front of him and Momiji suddenly felt it hard to smile. If you were blind to see what was going on between Tohru and Hattori-nii, you'd have to be dead to not realize the thing Kyo and Yuki had going on. Don't get him wrong. Momiji was glad that the both of them had found each other. They needed each other. At least that much was obvious during the past few months. If only… If only their relationship didn't make him so upset.

And suddenly Momiji was having a hard time trying to quell an anger. An anger he would like to be directed at his perfect cousin. The one everyone falls in love with, with his beautiful grey, almost glowing-white hair and his lovely amethyst eyes. But he found that he could not, because it was not Yuki's fault, and he loved his cousin too much to hate him. No. He was angry with himself. Angry at himself for not being able to match up to him. Angry at himself for not being able to catch the eye of his love like Yuki so easily did but dismissed. He hated himself for….

"Momiji?" Tohru's voice broke into his reverie and Momiji was brought back down to earth to notice all three people at the table looking at him. "Huh?" He leaned back a bit, feeling very self-conscious.

"Are you alright? Momiji? Y...You..." Tohru tried to find a word but she didn't have to as something wet slid down the smooth cheek of the little bunny-boy and he jumped. Oh shit.

"I'm sorry. I gotta go." He stood up hurriedly, his knee hitting the table and a few cookies dropped onto the table but he took no notice as he stuffed his feet into his shoes and ran down the stone path away from the house where three very confused/shocked people and a dirty table sat.


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