Cracked Webbing
Disclaimer This is a Fruits Basket fanfic, I own the FIC not the actual SERIES. If I did it would have been much darker with HaruxKyo sex in it.
Mild Warning I might have lime or lemon chapters in this, it has yet to be decided. If I do the rating might be changed or I'll just put up a warning for that particular chapter. I'll also be as kind as to make it so that if you don't read that particular chapter you wouldn't be missing much plot.
-...- are memories.
Chapter 6
Kyou was actually a very good teacher, he was patient and was able to demonstrate a few techniques through description alone. He was soft spoken when he made a mistake and made him feel accomplished when he did things right. Haru had never seen this side of the redhead. He offered to try and cook the next meal and Kyou had agreed to help him with that as well. When they all sat down to eat, Kazuma commented on a job well done, it seemed that Haru also had a natural knack for gourmet display and table sets. The cat had only commented that he never did such things because they were time consuming and pointless, but soon as they had finished eating their teacher quickly took the dishes and busied himself in the kitchen to give them some time alone.
"It was nice."
"Huh?" Haru looked up from the spot of the table he found interesting.
"I said, 'it was nice'... your table set and culinary display..."
The ox smiled brightly.
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A few weeks had passed and Kazuma was currently on the phone. He reached up and scratched the back of his short hair, kind of missing his pony-tail when he did the nervous reaction. Red eyes were watching him from the other room as Hatsuharu was still sleeping in their shared room. The cat looked to the clock taking in the time, it had been over two hours since Shishou had first taken the call, he still wasn't sure who was on the other line but the twisting feeling in his gut told him he would be alone soon. The hairs on the back of his neck starting to stand on end as if heckling. He didn't like this, not at all.
"Kyou..." the phone was finally returned to its cradle.
"Yeah?"
"Could you get Hatsuharu for me? I'll be getting ready."
The cat hefted himself up, glad that he was getting stronger and mending faster each day, "Sure, but... where are you going?"
"We're going to be gone for a bit, in the mean time Hatori is going to take you the hospital to get your casts removed," he turned and smiled at his son, the one he knew he couldn't lie to, "We have to explain a few things."
He knew what his father was saying, Akito was in another rage, most likely just found out that Haru had snuck away to be with the 'monster'. He made his way to his room, that coiling snake in his belly hissing with laughter. With a phone call two hours long this whole 'explanation' to the head of the family was most likely going to last a few days. Hatsuharu wouldn't be around, Shishou would be gone. He took a breath, he was now in the house he grew up in. He had to remind himself that there was nothing bad here. Besides, he'll finally be able to move around freely.
Opening up the door he spotted Haru fast asleep, blankets kicked around covering him in spots in a desperate attempt to keep doing its job. Soon as Kyou's crutch made a sound on the wooden floor the ox opened one eye just a hair. He closed his eye and rolled over, he was /not/ a morning person. He fully woke up at the small sounds the cat as making in order to get down to the floor. He rolled over again so this time he was facing the redhead.
"Why do you do that?" he asked in a sleepy voice.
"Do what?"
Haru pushed himself up on one arm, reaching up with the other to gently touch a tanned cheek. They were used to this, the casual touch and deep gazes.
"You could have just poked me with your crutch until I woke, but instead you opted to sit, to struggle. Why do you do that?"
"Who said I was going to wake you up, maybe I wanted to go back to sleep."
"Nice try, but I know you, you're practically an insomniac until it rains." The ox leaned forward and up so that their faces were very close, "So... why do try so hard?"
"I just..." Kyou couldn't turn his eyes away from the gray gaze that was so close, he felt his cheeks flush when warm breath petted his face in a soothing way, "Well... you're always so gentle with me I just thought..."
Haru smiled, his bed head hair shifting to the side as he attempted to lean farther up wanting nothing more than to drink from those lips but stopped. Kyou had never woken him up before and his body was stiff, he backed away his features serious. "Is there something wrong?"
The cat looked to the side trying to kill the pink hue on his cheeks from nearly being kissed, but it quickly died when the conversation changed, "Shishou wanted me to wake you up... it seems Akito finally learned how to add."
"Sssh-" he took a deep breath keeping the curse from leaving his mouth. He sat up, "Guess I should get going then."
"Shishou's going with you."
"What!" the ox was on his feet looking down at the garnet eyes wide from his reaction. "NO! No, no NO!"
"Is something the matter?" their teacher came in a hurry after hearing the shout from one of his students.
"He," Haru pointed at Kyou who was currently struggling to get up, the ox quickly lent him a hand while still talking, "is /not/ going to be here by himself. There is no way in HELL!"
"I'm getting my cast off today and I've got physical therapy," Kyou interjected with a snap. "I'm not going to be alone."
"Haru, he's right, if he hurry this up then we can probably meet him at the hospital."
"But with Akito-"
"Then hurry your ass up!" The cat swiped at him, "The more time you spend here the more time that little bastard gets to fume. So hurry it up, keep to the point, and get back!"
The two toned youth glared at his year older cousin before leaning forward and giving him a quick peck on the cheek, "You better be fucking okay when I get back, asshole!" Then he stormed out.
"What... WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!" The cat hissed looking at his father for an explanation.
The man only offered him a smile, "We'll try to hurry." And scampered off leaving a confused redhead behind.
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When Hatori pulled up he had been late. The traffic was murder for such a short distance and his car had broken down twice. He sent the damn thing to a shop and rented an other one in record time. The car door opened, the gravel of the driveway crunching under his fancy black shoes. Stepping out of the vehicle, he looked around, all of the doors and windows were open. He gave a frown, as the hairs on his forearms started to stand up. Something... was wrong.
"Kyou?" he called out taking his shoes off as he stepped up onto the porch. It seemed unusually dark inside for everything being open on such a bright day.
The doctor's careful steps creaked on the wooden floor beneath him as he entered the house. His throat felt dry as he took in what was around. Everything was perfect, normal as could be but what was setting him on edge was the fact that every picture, painting, and clock on the walls were upside down.
"Kyou?" he tried again, cursing mentally that his voice sounded a little shaky. It felt as if something in the shadows would reach out at any moment, reestablishing that you were, in fact, right to fear things that went bump in the night when you were a child.
"Out in back!"
The reply set a breath of relief as the dragon headed toward the sound. He passed the pantry and laundry room to see the small hallway lit up by the sunlight. The familiar back of his younger cousin in the warm sun right in his sight as the cat sat on the back porch. An odd scraping sound caught his attention. Looking over his shoulder he caught sight of a single picture, of Kyou holding up a new karate belt, slowly rotating in a complete circle, returning to its upside down position. The doctor shook his head trying to keep logic in his firm grasp. In favor for his sanity he just hurried himself out where he found a small first aid kit next to the younger, cotton and gauze speckled with red placed in a bowl.
He hurried off of the porch so he could see the boy. Several red gashes grinned over his eyebrow and tailed down, skipping his eyelid, to his cheek.
"What happened?" Hatori asked as he tilted the boy's head back to get a better look at the deep wounds that had already been treated with disinfectant and butterfly bandages.
"When I figure that out I'll tell you."
The doctor would have scolded the boy for his sharp tongue but there had been no sarcasm. Kyou was just as confused as he was as to what could have happened and spoke honestly.
"Let's... take you to get those casts off."
He helped the boy up to his feet, he looked back into the house but decided to go around. He rather have dirty socks than feel that prickling that made his skin crawl.
To Be Continued...
More creepy stuff to happen in the next chapter, now that I've got me some research material -holds up True Ghost Stories book-
Thank you for reading and wishing me good health.