Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket and I never said that I did.
After being left out of the hospital, Shigure had to were a body cast. The doctor told Shigure, "You won't be able to use your legs or arms for awhile, so try to get some help with some things that may be to hard to do." What Shigure heard was, "You have the right to have everybody do everything for you. Have fun having nothing to do."
And Shigure completely obeyed the doctor's orders.
It was the next day, the sun was starting to rise, and Shigure had already made himself a pest. "Kyo! Where's my breakfast! Remember, I wanted toast and eggs today!" Then he would say, "Yuki! I need you to help me type out the next few chapters of my book! And don't forget to tell Ayame to come visit me today!" While they were doing that, Hetoni walked into the room and Shigure noticed him. "Oh, Hetoni. Glad that you could make it! Since you saved my life, you get the painless task of cleaning the toilet." Compared to what Kyo and Yuki had to do, this job really was painless.
This all ended when it was time to go to school. They all burst out of the door and sprinted to school (Hetoni had to hold Tohru so she wouldn't get left behind). When they got there, the boys had to stop to catch their breath. "Why did… huff… n't you just… puff… leave him t… wheeze… o die?" Kyo had to wheeze the question out since he had ran so fast.
"I couldn't just leave him. That would be mean." Hetoni didn't have to catch his breath because he was used to sprinting.
"Well," Said Yuki, starting to breathe better, "At least we're at school." So the gang of four walked into the halls of the school and headed for their first class. Unfortunately, Hetoni's day was just going to get worse.
During math class, some of the people from the Yuki Fan club started to spit paper wads at him. When he turned around to yell at them, one of the wads landed in his mouth. He was soon washing his mouth out with soap to get the fan club girls spit out of his mouth. When he was done, he ran up to the teacher. "Will you please tell those girls," He then pointed to the Yuki fan club girls, "To stop bugging me?"
After that was said, one of the girls got up to go to the bathroom. While she walked to the door, she slipped something into the teacher's hand. Hetoni looked and saw that it was a gift certificate to a free day at the spa. And a note saying, "There's plenty more where that came from if you let us bug Hetoni." The teacher hadn't had a vacation in a long time, so when she looked up from the paper, she said, "I have no idea what you're talking about."
At lunch he was so mad that he was yelling at people who said hi. When he pulled his apple out of his lunch bag, he bit it so hard that it snapped in half. Momiji and Haru saw him upset and asked what was wrong. Hetoni explained how Shigure and the fan club girls were constantly torturing him. Momiji thought this over. "Haru, can you come over here?" Haru walked over to Momiji.
They soon formed a little whispering circle, like when football players huddle together. When they were done, Momiji called for Hetoni. "Hetoni. Meet us at the park on Friday, ok?" Curious by what Momiji had asked him, he agreed. After that was said, Momiji ran away to get things started.
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That Friday after school. Tohru and Yuki were getting something at the school ready, so Kyo walked with Hetoni in case the fan girls attacked again. Tohru and Yuki would meet up with them later.
"So what do you think Momiji has planned?" Kyo asked, kicking a can to Hetoni. Right now they were playing a game where they could only talk if the can was passed to them. The can was now in front of Hetoni.
"I don't know. Maybe he got his friends together for some weird little candy fest. What do you think he's doing?" He passed the can Kyo.
"I just hope that it's something good. I was hoping to catch the fight tonight (a karate fight). I hope Shisho tells me about it." Kyo looked to see if Hetoni was looking at the ground. He wasn't. Kyo kicked the can, but quickly brought it back with his foot so it sounded like it was passed to Hetoni.
"Yeah, I heard that fight was supposed to be good too."
"You lose."
"What do you mean? I've got the can!" Kyo looked and saw a spare can fall out of Hetoni's pants.
"You little cheat! We were playing with one can!"
"Who are you calling a cheat! You can't pretend to pass the can!"
"Of coarse I can! We never agreed that we couldn't! We did agree that there was only one can!" The two were grabbing each others shirts and raising there fists to fight when they heard a voice.
"Hello! Over here!" The two looked and saw Momiji waving at them. He was standing with Haru in a picnic spot with a banner that said, "PARTY!"
The two ran down to the spot as fast as they could. "Whoa! What is this?" Asked Hetoni, looking around the spot. There was candy on every table and chips and a couple of hamburgers and hotdogs.
"Well, me and Haru felt sad for Hetoni, so we decided to throw him a big party!"
"Who's cooking the hamburgers and hotdogs?" Asked Kyo.
"It's a tie between Kyo and Haru." Said Momiji. "There will be a race from this spot to that tree," He then pointed to a tree about one hundred yards away, "And back. The loser has to cook."
"I'm not racing Haru, I'd total…"
Momiji wasn't listening. He just yelled, "GO!" Haru started as soon as Momiji started the race. Realizing that Momiji was serious, Kyo started sprint. But Haru was already half way there when Kyo started. Kyo caught up with Haru and it was almost a tie, but Haru's foot crossed the tree first. "Haru wins!" Yelled Momiji, jumping up with joy. Kyo ended up cooking the hotdogs and hamburgers. After about half an hour later, Yuki and Tohru came.
After having Hot dogs and stuff, they had all sorts of games and things to play. And since Momiji brought a lot of candy and things like that, they had as much energy as Momiji. At the end, everybody was tired. "I'm going home guys." Said Hetoni weakly. He had so much sugar and played so much that it was hard to concentrate. His walk home was a blur and he didn't really pay attention to where he was. He just walked aimlessly, thinking he was going home.
All he could really remember about the walk home was lying down on a bed like thing, and pulling something that felt like a blanket over him and going to sleep.