DISCLAIMER: In Tarzan talk, they say it like this: Me no own Fruits-ee Basket-ee!

Yes. There you have it. The horrible, awful truth. lol! Well, I'm terribly sorry for not updating! So much going on! BLAH. . Never fear, I updated again! Heeheehee...Oh hey I think my writing style actually CHANGED, so bear with me.. I've started adding more detail, which means longer chapters! YAY!

The Possible Doom of Shigure's Misguided Crab Cake Reference

Sohma House, The Dining Hall

Ah. The moment we have all been waiting for, eh? The peice-de-resistance, the MOMENT OF TRUTH! Well. Maybe...

The dining hall: Where everything, good and bad, has happened. Where many people have had their lives ruined, where many people have laughed at those who have had their lives ruined. Where those people who had their lives ruined and got laughed at got back at the ones who laughed at them. Hahaha...take THAT Akito!

The walls hummed with joyous(and drunken)activities and conversations.("Watch out, Haru! Oh no...that won't come out anytime soon..."). Akito stood at the punch table, watching everyone avidly. Like a hawk, picking out his prey. Actually, no he wasn't. He was drunk, too. He made the nasty mistake of drinking the cup of "water" (-KOFF-) that was annonimously labled for him... Yea, seeing him do his impression of a dolphin(possibly on drugs) is a very funny thing. Especially when you realize he doesn't like raw fish being thrown at his face.

Shigure walked into the dining room, late as usual, with Hatori at his heels. I think he took the "act natural" comment Hatori gave him way too seriously... So, about five minutes later, with his clothes back on, Shigure waltzed back into the room, taking a seat next to his friend, who was currently in a drunken stupor. With bloodshot eyes, Hatori looked up at him. "Dude. I LOVE YOU." 'Oh god. Please don't let us re-live the Reno experience...' Shigure thought to himself, shivering. Now, THAT was an interesting story to explain to the police!

They sat in one of the front tables, not only to have an up-close view, but because no one sat up there anymore. Not since Kagura lept off the stage to join Kyo outside. She's not the brightest(nor graceful) girl... Two broken noses and one bleeding lip is enough to get you to stay in the back!(Oh, and Kyo was fine, thanks for ASKING. Just some minor head trauma! )

Akito walked towards the front of the large, empty table. His gaze never left that of Shigure's, and he seemed to have something on his mind. 'Oh crap.'

"Shigure? Where are Hiro and Kisa? I seem to believe I saw them with you, last." he asked.

Shigure blinked. Several times.

-Blink-

-BlinkBlink-

-BlinkBlinkBlink-

(Wait how many is several?)...Anyway:

After being hit in his side by Hatori(who magically became sober), Shigure answered, "Uh... you did? Well, Akito you must be seeing things, because I haven't seen them since... not... today?" (Don't you hate it when someone answers a question with a question? Gosh.)

The Head of the House sighed. "I talked to Kisa before we entered..." his gaze slid to Hatori,"the house." No one talked. 'I wonder if he suspects anything?' Shigure questioned himself. With an eyebrow raised in contemplation, Akito said, "Well, perhaps I just mistook them for someone else. No, I don't believe I have seen them since then either."

"Wait." he lowered his eyes. "That HAD to have been you with them in Hatori's office! I know those voices anywhere!" Shigure freaked.'Did he overhear...?'

"Shigure, am I right?"

'No use hiding the truth, I guess.' "Why, you are! I forgot about that! So sorry..." he bowed to Akito, breathing in finally when he saw that the younger man believed him. "So, where exactly are they now?" he asked Shigure.

Uh-oh. Shigure swallowed hard. "Bad crab cakes, I believe... hehe...had them running off to the bathroom!" he looked around nervously. "Of course, why didn't I think of that?" Akito replied softly. A smile curved upon his lips.He turned around and walked away, slowly. "We did not get crab cakes this year..." he said to himself, holding his stomach.(BEWARE: Akito is allergic to fish of all kinds apparently, but he did not learn that until last year when he tried the crab cakes... it's not fun having a pissy, evil, man in the emergency room. More so when you are the nurse who needs to clean his bedpan .)

Sohma House, Hatori's Office.

At the same moment...

"Oh, Hiro! You look so pretty! Like a princess..." Kisa exclaimed, dreamily, swooning over his outfit.

"UGH. I am not pretty. I am a boy. Boys do not wear dresses. That is why we wear pants. This goes against...me!" he said roughly, changing his voice to prove his "manliness".

He pulled at his outfit, smoothing out creases and picking off pieces of lint. 'You know, I could get used to this!' he thought. 'I love the way this dress feels against my skin! Mmmm... silk...'

"Hiro?" Kisa got his attention.

"Huh? What...?"

"Oh, nothing..." she could have sworn she saw a rabbit climb underneath his outfit. 'No... It isn't...right? She mentally asked herself. Her mind responded, 'No, you silly girl! It was just a hallucination! Too much sugar! SUGAR BAD!'

"Huh. Let's get this thing OVER WITH." Hiro started to walk out of the door, "I want out of this frilly dress thing, and I want outta here!" (Poor thing...if only he could see the future... high hopes go -POOF-!)

--So. How did you like the chapter? It was longer, which I thought was better! . Mwahaha...No, Hiro won't be a cross-dresser! I'm just poking fun! Heeheehee...