GTA – Great Teacher Ayame
By AnimeNutsy
Disclaimers: I do not own anyone from Fruits Baskets. They all belong to Natsuki Takaya. Except for Yumi. She's mine. And Harumi Hanzaki.
Warnings: Shounen Ai, Mild Language, Slight Violence
A/N: How does it go? It won't happen overnight…but it will happen? I think that line comes from a shampoo commercial. It applies to my chapter updates. For in order for me to bring forth good chapters which the audience will laugh their lil asses off, I need time. I suffer from that dreaded disease, called writer's block. That, and my incredible genius needs precious time and consideration! XD –preens like Ayame- JK. Well, onto the fic!
Rating: PG
Part 4 – A Little Romance
Saturday
Outside The Cinemas
10:45 am
Hanajima had been waiting by the cinemas for ages. There was no sign of Haru anywhere. "Did he stand me up? Hmmm. Maybe I should BEEEEP him with Electro-magnetic shocks." Hana mumbled.
Some passersby stared at her as if she was a freak. "Do you want something?" Hana asked, staring at one couple. Hana made her hair stand up, and glared at them. The couple screamed and ran for their lives.
Sighing, Hana relaxed her hair, and she sat down on a bench. "One hour. I can wait one more hour. If he's not here by then, I'll see the movie by myself. I'm not missing out on a re-mastered edition of the crow--no way!" Hana laughed.
10:55 am
Other Side of Town
"Where is that damn cinema? Graaaaah! I knew I should have asked Hatori to drive me!" Black Haru shouted, and kicked over a trash can in his anger. Yes, Haru had turned Black while he had stormed from street to street, looking for the cinemas.
Just then, something wearing a pink floral dress caught his eye. Scratch that—someone. Someone he knew.
"Hey! You! Girl! Do you know where the cinemas are?" He asked the girl. She faced him, and blanched. She went to hurry away. "Hey! I asked you a question, dammit! Come here!" Haru snarled, and bolted for the girl.
10:56 am
The side of town where Haru is
Harumi turned around as someone called out to her. She nearly choked on the soda she was drinking, when she found out it was Hatsuharu Sohma. 'Damn those Sohmas! They're like the plague--they never leave you alone!' Harumi blanched, and went to hurry away.
"Hey! I asked you a question, dammit!" Haru shouted out from behind her. She started running. "Come here!" Haru's angry voice shouted. She heard the pounding of feet, and then she nearly jumped out of her skin when Haru's hand grabbed her arm.
"What? What do you want?" Harumi shouted, and faced Haru. The look in Haru's eyes made her squeak.
"Where is the cinemas?" Haru asked, or more like growled at her. 'The cinemas? Wha…?' Harumi thought, and was brought out of her thoughts by Haru shaking her. Harumi pulled away from him. "Are you trying to rip my arm off?" She shouted, and rubbed her arm.
"The cinemas? Where the hell are they? I need to meet someone there! Tell me, or I really will rip your arm off!" Haru shouted, breathing like a demon. Harumi sighed. "Fine…whatever. We're in the business part of town, so from here, you take that street over there, then you take the first left, then…." Harumi continued to explain to him.
Haru scowled. 'How the hell will I be able to remember all this shit?' He thought. He grabbed hold of her arm, once again. "N…Now what?" Harumi shouted. 'My day couldn't get any worse than this!' She thought, sadly.
"You're gonna direct me to the cinemas. Tally-Ho!" Haru grinned evilly, and shoved her in front of him, as an indication to start walking.
'I STAND CORRECTED!' Harumi's thinking voice screamed out.
11:20
Outside The Cinemas
Hanajima raised her head, as she heard someone call her name. She smiled, as she saw Haru walking towards her, prodding a sour-looking Harumi Hanzaki in the back with a stick. "Is this really the cinemas?" Haru, still black, asked Harumi. Harumi, furious at having been prodded with a stick all the way to the cinemas, whirled on him.
"Are you blind, or what? Take a look at the sign above your head! It says, in big capital letters, so even a dumbass like you could read it……CINEMAS!" Harumi snarled. "I don't like your tone, bitch!" Haru glared at Harumi, waving the stick threateningly.
"Well, I don't much care! Ooh, big man with a stick! Let me see how you like it!" Harumi shouted, and snatched the stick from him. She then proceeded to belt him around the head with it.
After she was done dishing out some payback, Harumi threw the stick to the ground. Harumi faced Hanajima. "You have your work cut out for you. This guy is a nut case! He should be locked up!" Harumi said, pointing an accusing finger at Haru.
"Uh…sorry about that." Haru said, making an attempt at an apology. Black had apparently retreated…for now. "Yeah…whatever. You mind if I go on my merry way now?" Harumi asked sarcastically.
"Sure, and thanks." Haru waved as Harumi stormed away, her blonde hair swishing in the wind. Haru faced Hanajima. "Hi. Has the movie started?" He asked her.
"Hi, yourself. You're late!" Hana frowned at him. "Yeah, about that…my sense of direction is terrible. I'm sorry. Forgive me?" Haru asked her, pleading.
"I forgive you. But in order to win me over, you have to treat me to popcorn, for the movie. And lunch afterwards. Oh, and a drink. Popcorn makes me thirsty." Hana told him.
"Anything for my gothic goddess." Haru smiled, and kissed her on the cheek, before they both walked into the cinemas.
Back in the business district
Harumi flipped through a magazine, as she waited to be interviewed. Why she was here? She was trying to get a job as an editor. Someone was fired from this publication place, and they needed someone else. She had nothing better to do today, so here she was.
She blinked as someone sat on the chair next to her. From the corner of her eye, she could tell that it was a man…possibly late twenties. He had silky black/brown hair. He had on a pair of glasses. And he stared at her…constantly.
"Forgive me, but you have such a lovely face." The man suddenly told her. She coughed, blushing. "Excuse me?" Harumi faced him properly. He was handsome, no doubt about it. And sophisticated. Sophistication went a long way Harumi.
"Uh…thank you." Harumi spoke, smiling. "Are you here for the job?" He asked. "Yes, though I don't know how I'll do." Harumi replied. "I think you'll do great." He told her, his smile broadening.
"Really? Thanks!" Harumi smiled, proudly. Her bad day might be getting a little better, after all. "Say…when you're done here, do you want to have lunch with me? There's this cute little restaurant up the road from here." He asked her.
'Is he…asking me out? I think he is! Oh my god!' Harumi thought, as her heart started to pound. Harumi managed to find her voice. "Um…that would be lovely." She spoke, her face flushed.
"Great! I'll wait until you're done. OK?" The man grinned. Harumi nodded, not trusting her voice at this moment in time. Just then, her name was called out. She stood up, and walked towards the interviewing room.
"Oh, um…I'm Harumi Hanzaki. What's your name?" She asked him. "Sohma…Shigure Sohma." He replied, with a dashing grin. Harumi nearly crumbled right then and there.
'Soh…ma…?' Was her only thought, before the interviewer called her into the room.
The waiting room
Shigure watched as the blonde girl disappeared into the room. On the outside, he was calm. But on the inside, he was jumping for joy. His inner child…meaning his inner, lecherous child…was singing his perverted little heart out.
'HIGH SCHOOL GIRLS, HIGH SCHOOL GIRLS…GIRLS ALL FOR MEEEE!' The song was mocking the traditional 'Jingle Bells' Christmas song. While waiting, Shigure flipped through an old edition of 'THE OLD AND THE DUTIFUL'.
Anyone who read the title would think that this type of book was a nice, quaint story about Amish farming, or something. The truth was, it was anything but. It was a story of passion, lust, deceit, betrayal, and murder. Good reading, in Shigure's opinion.
As he skimmed through its pages, he noticed a piece of paper fall out of the book. He picked it up. Opening it, he read it. "Akito Sohma…age 14…If found, return to this address…….WHAT?" Shigure screeched, earning him a few glares from other people in the waiting room.
"Sorry, sorry." Shigure apologized, before he let his thoughts do all the speaking for him. 'My, my. Who knew that our little Akito had such a smutty mind?' Shigure laughed softly.
Just then, Harumi walked out of the room, looking confident. "Are you ready?" Shigure asked, and grabbed hold of her arm, smiling. "Uhh…did you say your name was Sohma?" Harumi asked.
"I sure did! I'm an author. Mainly of romance novels. Maybe you've heard of me. I wrote 'Saints are fun, Sinners are better'." Shigure told her, as he helped her out of the building and into his black Mercedes, which was parked outside.
"Isn't that the book that was blacklisted for the smut content?" Harumi asked, as Shigure got behind the driver's seat, closed the door and put his seatbelt on. "Yes, some people just don't see the beauty of my works. It was classy, and elegant. A fine piece of work." He smiled, as he gunned the engine.
'You're a fine piece of work.' She thought. "Yeah, well…elegant, or not…smut is still smut." She told him, as she fastened her own seatbelt. "Haha. True, True." He laughed, as he drove away from the building, and to a restaurant called Fetish. They both got out of the car, locked it, and stepped up to the front doors.
"Do you wish to eat outside, or inside?" Shigure asked, indicating to the tables that were set up outside. "Um…outside would be nice." She spoke. "Great! I'll grab some menus! You go and sit!" Shigure smiled at her, and he disappeared into the restaurant.
Harumi went and sat down at a table, and stared at the passersby. 'I didn't know he was a Sohma…' She thought, and sighed. Just then, a crazy looking woman ran over to her.
"That's his car, right? Well, isn't it?" The woman shrieked. "Are you talking about the Mercedes? Yeah, uh…a guy called Shigure owns it." Harumi replied, wondering if she did the right thing or not. The woman looked like she had just escaped from the nearest loony bin.
"SENSEI!" The woman screamed out, and ran into the restaurant, which ended up with Shigure running right back out again. He grabbed Harumi, and hied her into the car, and before Harumi knew it, he was in the driver's seat, and they were zooming away from the restaurant.
Harumi looked back, to see that the woman had ran out of the restaurant, and was actually chasing the car! "Who is she? Your girlfriend?" Harumi asked, as they were stopped at the red lights.
"Worse. She's my editor!" Shigure wailed, as Micchan caught up to them, and banged on Shigure's door. "Sensei! Let me in! Why was I fired?" Micchan sobbed. "I should say, EX-editor. She's a nut." Shigure told Harumi.
"I figured that." Harumi said, sighing. 'Wait a minute. She was the editor that was fired? That editor job…it's to become your editor?" Harumi asked. "Yup. You got the job, Harumi." Shigure replied, and let out a whoop of joy, as the lights changed to green.
He sped off, leaving Micchan choking on his exhaust fumes. "So? Where to?" Shigure asked. "Huh?" Harumi faced him. "We can't go back there now. Micchan would be watching the place like a hawk." Shigure told her.
"Oh. Then, just take me home." She smiled, and gave him directions to her house. He drove to where a large house was situated. It looked like a mansion. "You live here? What a nice house." Shigure said, with admiration.
"Yeah, well…my parents are hardly ever home. It sometimes feels like it's really empty. Well, bye." Harumi gave Shigure a quick smile, before she got out. "Wait! Um…can I get your phone number?" Shigure asked her.
"Yeah, I guess so. But I can only give you my mobile phone number. The home phone number is silent. Plus, it's only used for family business." She told him. "That's fine with me." Shigure replied, with glee.
Harumi wrote the number on a piece of paper from her little black book. She tore out the page, and held it out to him. "Here you go. Call me sometime, okay? For coffee, or something." She smiled, and waved, then walked to her house, and let herself inside, disappearing from Shigure's view.
"YES!" Shigure whooped out. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!" He tucked the phone number into his suit pocket, before he drove away.
Inside the foyer of the Harumi residence
Harumi smiled to herself. Sure, the guy was a Sohma. Sure, he wrote smutty novels, but…he was nice. Harumi decided that she liked him. Just then, Ernie, her pet Labrador, trotted up to her.
"Hey, boy. I just met the best guy! I'll tell you all about him later." She smiled at the dog, then went and fixed herself some lunch.
12:15 pm
Inside The Movies
Hanajima and Haru sat in the theatres, kissing one another. The movie went forgotten. Hana sighed, as Haru kept her at a distance. "What's wrong?" Hana asked, as she smoothed back Haru's hair affectionately.
"I…don't like to hug. It creeps me out." He told her, looking away. Hana started to giggle. "Hanajima? What are you up to…? Hana? Hana, no!" Haru shouted out, as Hana threw her arms around him in a gigantic hug.
Hana blinked, as a POOF noise was made, and the theatre was filled with a strange smoke. 'Is there a fire?' She wondered to herself. She waited until the smoke cleared, and she eeped.
Sitting before her was a huge black and white cow. Some seats were crushed under its weight. "How'd a cow get in here?" She asked, and petted its head. It looked up at her.
"I guess I can't blame this on a skin condition, can I?" The cow spoke. 'Hang on a minute. The cow talked!' Hana thought, her mind reeling. "Hana? Are you okay?" The cow asked. The voice sounded familiar.
"H-Haru?" She whispered. "Uh…yeah. There's a perfectly good explanation. None of which should be uttered here. Should we go to the park?" Haru asked her. Not trusting her voice, Hana nodded, and they both left for the park.
They were too busy with their own little dilemma on how to get the huge cow out of there, that they didn't notice Akito sitting in the very back row, at the darkest corner. Akito had seen everything, and he was not pleased. He was not pleased at all.
To Be Continued
A/N: Harumi is a nosy little bitch, but I figured even nosy little bitches need a chance at romance. Hey, that rhymes! As to Akito reading naughty books…I kind of think that's what an evil 14-year-old Akito would do. Hmmm. He had to get his perverted personality from somewhere, eh? XD Well, please Read and Review. Thankies my lovelies:D
