Disclaimer: I don't own Furuba. Nope... if I did, most of the cast would be gay, and Tohru would be an idiot n.n

Good news for all you people waiting for more chapters of Suspension, by PurpleAjah! (And, if you're not, you should read it. It's hilarious - seriously. It makes my stuff look dorky oO;.) PurpleAjah's coming over tomorrow, so - thanks to my miracle Laptop, Lappy - we should be able to get at least one chapter up for your reading pleasure. (And, believe me, they're hilarious, and a gazillion more Kyo and Haru moments, yep. I find it funny that she wrote it at the back of her religion book though xDD). She's been threatening me with it lately... -Mutter-

Anywho, this is chapter three - horray for my infamous day or two day, in other words quick, updates! I was going to get this uploaded about two hours ago, but I had to be social at a family gathering, which I suppose is really a good thing oO;. The topics of conversation were less... er... well, let's just say I tuned out half way through it. Tuning out in instances of parents talking about teenage girls is probably a good thing.

Anyways, none of those things matter, so, enjoy! (and don't forget to review xDD)

Chapter Three; Washing Machine Madness

Haru was purring. There was no other way to describe the sound of content that made his vocal cords rattle. What made him so happy? Snuggling up as close as humanly possible to – his – Yuki. Yes, he has his arms wrapped around Yuki's shoulders, and was rubbing his face against the soft purple hair of his beloved.

Yuki was less than happy. Although he'd admit that the noise coming from Haru's throat was slightly soothing, the fact that Black Haru had tried to strip him in the middle of the dinner table... well... that was a whole other story of 'Haru Hurt' that was coming the moment Tohru left for bed... if he could stay angry at the cow for that long. He imagined that Kyo would have been able to hold the grudge, but then again, he had almost started crying when Black Haru had almost drowned him by sticking him in the washing machine – in cat form of course. Black Haru had taken him out about 50 seconds later, and had then stuck the cat into the drier, creating a fluff ball of pure irritation. Luckily for Kyo, he'd wriggled free, and had locked himself in his cupboard. Shigure, of course, had found this hilarious, and had followed Hatori to try and convince poor terrified – and by now crying – Kyo to come out of the cupboard before he forever creased his school uniform. (A/n: You'd cry too if you were almost drowned ..;. It's not a good experience, let me tell you.)

So, that left Yuki and Tohru with what was first a Black Haru in the dining room. Black Haru hadn't wasted any time, and had attempted to rip off Yuki's clothes, with Tohru looking on mentally disturbed. Luckily, when Black Haru had just started on Yuki's pants – having managed to pin Yuki against the wall and ridded him of his shirt – Black Haru turned white, and forgot his 'world dominating – for him anyway – plan', and glomped the older teen instead. Nobody noticed Tohru's nose bleed over the whole incident.

So, now, Yuki was still being glomped – half an hour later – by the dumb cow, while Tohru was talking animatedly about something, pausing now and then to clean her nose bleed, which had of course not stopped seeing as Yuki was still shirtless. There was something vaguely appealing about a gay Yuki. Of course, she'd told them straight off that it was nothing serious, so they'd dismissed the issue. She'd then hastily changed the subject.

Still, Yuki wasn't paying any attention. How long was it going to take before Haru got the message that Yuki did not under any circumstances feel the same way that he did? Well, considering Haru was thick headed, it would probably take him a long, long, long, long time for that to happen, and he most definitely did not want Tohru to think of him in that light. All was clear – he had to get Haru as far away from him as he could.

But, who was he going to 'pass' Haru off too? Momiji was his first choice, but the stupid rabbit was far too immature for a relationship. Rin and Haru were over, Kagura only had eyes for Kyo, Hatori Shigure and Aya were too old, Kureno and Akito were out of the question, he wasn't even considering Hiro or Kisa, and Ritsu would break down with the emotional burden that a relationship with Haru – or, to be more specific – Black Haru could cause. As much as he didn't want to admit it, the only two who could handle Haru would probably be himself or Kyo. Wait... Kyo! That was it! He would find a way to pass Haru off to Kyo.

The fact that Haru seemed to hate Kyo didn't pass his mind.

"Kyo, come out." Hatori said, attempting to pull open the doors to Kyo's cupboard, failing when Kyo snapped them shut again.

"NOT ON YOUR LIFE!" A naked Kyo screamed from the inclosed space, curling up on top of his many casual wear shirts.

"Kyo..." Hatori sighed, turning to look at Shigure, who was looking extremely amused. "I'm sure Haru's sorry, so you should –"

"You don't forgive somebody for sticking you into a washing machine!" Kyo spat through the wood, and Hatori gave Shigure an impossible stare. Shigure simply collapsed into more laughter, managing to splutter;

"Kyo'll come out when he's ready, don't fret, Ha'ri."

"Um... Kyo?" Haru asked, knocking his fist gently against Kyo's wooden cupboard. Kyo of which, had fallen asleep, and was jerked awake.

"I'M NOT COMING OUT YOU FAT DRAGON, GIVE IT UP!" He screamed glaring daggers through the wood to what he thought was Hatori.

"I'm not Hatori..." Haru said, sitting down at the foot of the cupboard. "And why won't you come out? Aren't you hungry?"

"Why won't I come out, isn't that the question of the year?" Kyo said sarcastically, physically moving around so that his back was facing Haru, even if Haru couldn't see him. Of course, he'd recognised Haru's stoically calm and soft voice.

"I'm sorry for sticking you in the washing machine..." Haru said, genially apologising for his actions.

"You'd better be!" Kyo spat, bringing his knee's up to his chest.

"And for putting you in the drier." Haru finished. "But, if you won't come out, I won't move." Stubbornly, Haru sat cross legged, staring blankly at the cupboard.

"You'll be sitting for... a... a..." What Kyo had meant to say was; 'You'll be sitting for a while, you dumb cow!', but he had had a sudden tickling sensation inside his right nostril, and let's not forget that he still had a horrible cold, and being dunked in soapy water hadn't helped much either. "ACHOOO!"

POOF!

The cupboard doors were blown open by the sheer force of the explosion from Kyo's transformation, the newly formed cat being blown out as well from sheer dizziness... landing in the lap of Haru, who blinked, looking down at Kyo, who looked back up at him.

A look past through Haru's eyes.

"Now then, I've wanted to try and experiment." Black Haru said through gritted teeth, grabbing Kyo by the scruff of the neck. "How much of a cat can I force down the kitchen sink?" Standing, he carried Kyo in the direction of the kitchen, now wanting to stick his head down the sink hole. Struggling with all his might, Kyo screamed;

"WHAT EVER HAPPENED TO BEING SORRY?"