DISCLAIMER: I. Do. Not. Own. Fruits. Basket. If I ever do, I will be sure to let you kno...but, then again, if I DO own it, it's probably the end of the world. lol!
So...HI! I've started to update more yay! Go me... This is the last chapter...-tear- I kno, I kno! But, I've begun another story...not giving any hints...mwahaha!(maybe ill actually update that one once in awhile, too lol!)
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The Moment of Truth!
Sohma House, Dining Hall
The true moment you all have been waiting for! Haha tricked you, last time! -WINK-
AHHHH. Ok, here we go!
Hiro(-AHEM-), Oh, sorry! I mean..."Momiji"...entered into the room. He walked very gracefully... Until he tripped. There he was, walking down the rows of tables almost regally, and PHOOM! He falls. Gosh, he just ruins EVERYTHING.
After getting up with the most bunny-looking smile he could muster, Hiro made it to the stage. A small bow, a small wave to the crowd. He got sparse applause(and one cough...and...is that a baby crying? Who the hell let them in!) The music began, and Shigure and Hatori almost fell out of their seats trying to hide their faces, like they were on and episode of Cops.(Well, they have been on one, actually...)(Damn Reno incident! Shigure told Hatori not to order that last drink...but noooooo...). But, deciding they were being idiots,(Actually, they couldn't really decide that... it's not their fault they were born that way!)(No. It's not Shigure's fault he was born that way!), they tried acting normal, moving their heads and clapping their hands to the beat. If one was looking at them from a distance, they would decide that the one with the black hair seemed to be break-dancing in his own seat. 'Idiot.', Hatori thought, glancing at his friend.
As "Momiji" began to turn and spin(awkwardly, like a newborn...umm...something), Shigure spotted a rabbit hopping towards his table. "Oh, no..." he mumbled. "Pardon?" Hatori asked, his eyes narrowed now, suspecting something. It's not like he would do anything about Shigure, anyway. He just liked to pretend he cared. Like that time they set Aya on fire by acci- erm. Nevermind.
"Oh, um. Nothing. I...ah...my stomach hurts, is all. I'm going to go. Right now. As in...um. Bye! Hehe," Shigure squeaked out quickly, giving his friend a very scary-looking grin. The truth is, almost any smile he could have given at that moment, no matter how "tender" he would have tried to make it, would have even scared the bejeesus out of little children. Great way to get free candy, though. Go freakishly-creepy smiles! w00t.
He got up from the table, and pretended to trip at the same time.(Well, actually...he really did trip. I just said that for his poor sake. Hahaha too late now!) While "falling"(-cough, cough-), he grabbed the real Momiji, and ran into the hall, covering the sad, watery-eyed rabbit with his robes. It just so happened that he just did not have as much fabric on those robes that you'd think he would... Let's just say he had a very awkward moment with covering up what was left of him, if you catch my drift...
"Whew," he whispered, smoothing out what now looked like his skirt. Um. No, wait. That is a skirt! It doesn't just look like it! It's-
Shutup, brain. Alright. Back to the story.
It worked, it really worked! he thought to himself, giving Momiji a slightly uncomfortable pat on the head. The poor boy had always been terrified of the man since he tried to soak his hair in lighter fluid and- wow this guy has a lot of problems with arsen, huh? (-cough-Ayame put him up to it!-cough-) Alright. Well. Ayame has some issues that need to be sorted out. But we all knew that, right? Riiight.
After the Dance
Shigure stayed out in the hall until he heard clapping, signifying that either the dance was done or someone caught Hiro- I mean, "Momiji"- before he fell off of the stage in a drunken stupor. Damn punch. As he turned around to make his way to Hatori's office, his face hit a familiar chest. He looked up. The complexion. The hair. The face. The voice. The...you get it!
"Well, well, well...as I suspected. What were you trying to hide from me?" Akito asked. He flashed a menacing smile, full of evil thoughts and all sorts of things you just don't want to encounter in a dark alley. Well, that's not entirely true. He was also smiling because he was thinking about his teddy bear. Ah, yes. Wesley. He was dark brown and missing one eye, but, oh, he couldn't sleep without him! What would he do on those cold nights when it was snowing and those bad things in his closet could hurt him? Yes. What would he do without widdle Wesley? He was his only friend, his-
-Ahem. Alright, sorry, sorry. But admit it. You didn't know about Akito's secret stuffed animal/love, did you? His only furry pal. It's so sad, really. I remember when- Damn. OK. Back to the story!-
You get my point. He definitely had a much scarier smile than any...erm...interesting grin Shigure could come up with. Oh, shiver with fear. Shiver. Shigure did. He gave a feeble cry. "Akito!" he said, his voice becoming high-pitched and sounding like so many school girls who had swooned over him. Boy, he needed to visit Tohru's school more often. "It...It's not what it seems, I..."
Akito laughed. "Give me Momiji. Come on," he said, holding out his palm.
Shigure sighed like a child(not really surprising), reached into his robes, (I'm being flashed! Help me, help me! No...um. No, nevermind. Who said Shigure wasn't hot...?) and handed him the rabbit. Akito began to stroke its fur. "Shigure," he began calmly. That was not a good sign. "You went against my wishes. You lied to me when I asked you if there was anything wrong. Now everyone thinks they just saw Momiji dance! It is treason!" Shigure cowered, mostly out of fear from being hit than anything else. He could have cared less about morals at that moment. He had been hit enough by Hatori, thank you very much. At least he could hit him back, unlike this guy. Who voted for him as head anyway? Oh, wait. That's right. Family curse and all that. Forgot for a second!
Akito gave a sly smile. Now Shigure started to feel actual fear rising into the pit of his stomach. Or maybe he really was sick. Either one works. Except...well, one is obviously messier.
The head of the household dragged Shigure to him by his robes and pulled him just a bit lower, to his level. "You are lucky I feel so good today," he said daringly. Then he moved his head towards Shigure's ear, and gave a little chuckle. "You will pay," he whispered, his voice chilling.
Akito pulled away quickly, assessing the people filing out of the Banquet Hall. No one seemed to want to look him in the eyes. He began to turn around, but stopped himself, instead staring right into Shigure. Well. Metaphorically he did that, of course. In reality, that would just plain hurt, and- blast it, there's still more story!
"...I would rather like to meet this Tohru Honda I hear so much about," Akito said, his eyes an icy grey, then made his way back into the depths of the hallways. Shigure, his mouth wide open in shock and what he hoped was fear and not...um...puke, mumbled only to himself. "Of course, I'll see right to that, Akito. Of course I will." But his face said otherwise.
All he could think of was going home with Kyo and Yuki, and keeping quiet. And highschool girls, of course. Always gotta include them!
This is mostly the point that I got to. The spy I hired- oh, crap. I mean, my "witness" told me that was all they saw because at that point they needed to...ah..."go to the bathroom". Sure, we'll say that.
Hmmm. End of this story, anyway!
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So, how did you like it? Can you believe I haven't updated for almost two whole years now? I feel so bad! Gomen nasai! bows imploringly hahaha. You like my Japanese? I'm finally taking that class and...
stops and thinks for a secondstares at the wall with a blank look on face um. What was I saying, again? Oh, yeah! I AM SO SORRY I HAVE NOT UPDATED! I really want to thank everyone for reading this! It was my first fanfiction ever, and it went so well! I especially want to thank my loyal reader(s) (oh, you know who you are and I loved your comments!)
but I also want to say thanks to serinity's angel! Thank you so much for your comment! You made me get off of my butt and finish! Ah, thank you! I needed to finish the story about my lo- cough. Um. Shigure, I mean. Same thing! lol
omg i feel like this is like an oscar speech. ill stop now becuz the little red light is blinking and ppl are starting to throw rotten fruit and...oooh, a quarter! Ow...rubs head
anyway, thank you! I hoped you loved the story as much as I did!
Jazzy