Yuki sighed as he walked home. His hair moved gently to the welcoming late Autumn breeze as he walked down the streets of Tokyo. His violet eyes scanned the streets, to make sure no one was around. He felt a presence watching him, like stalking. Maybe Hatsuharu was following Yuki and just teasing him? Eh, Hatsuharu wasn't like that. But, Yuki's senses forewarned him that someone was watching him.
He shrugged off the worries, and put it in the back of his mind, as he put something more important in the front of his mind: Akito. How was he and Kyou going to pull off ignoring the biggest law of all, isolation? Akito was Yuki's phobia; just hearing his name sent Yuki into shock of memories. Kyou got mad at the thought of Akito. Both had great issues with the head of the house. So... Why couldn't they fight back, like they usually do with other things? Yuki fought back his fears of the student council, and he managed to somehow stay in the same room as them. But... Why was Akito different? He was always ill, too. He was always weak, yet, Yuki couldn't stand up to him. Why?
He'll hurt Tohru.
That was it. Tohru was so naive to everything. She knew nothing. If she only knew what horrific things Akito did to Yuki and Kyou, and others, would she speak to Akito the same way? Would she even glance at him with kindness again? It was a thought to really ponder on, Yuki noted.
Soon, his senses forewarned him again, this time a presence was even closer. Who was stalking him? Maybe Yuki Sohma fan girls, they always got so weird on majour events, like Valentine's Day, or Christmas. Even though most people in Tokyo were Buddhist, it was a time to be with the ones you loved -- or in Yuki's case, hated. Yuki stopped walking, and glanced around again. A few girls were across the street fawning over his looks, but, there was an other male across the street. White hair, black roots. Same school uniform as Yuki, as well. 'Twas Hatsuharu Sohma after all.
"Yo, Yuki." Hatsuharu waved slightly, as he crossed the street, walking towards Yuki. Yuki smiled faintly, nothing wrong now. It was Haru following me. Yuki thought, relieved. But why was he following me?
"Haru." Yuki nodded in acknowledgement. "Were you following me?" Yuki asked, cocking his head to the side, showing he was curious for an answer.
Haru's white hair shimmered in the light, as he smiled towards Yuki. Honestly, Haru had seen the spaced-out look that was plaguing Yuki's face, and decided not to disturb his thoughts. Even though this was the truth, Haru couldn't let Yuki know... For a strange reason, too. "Eh, didn't want to get lost."
"So you stalked me?" Yuki smiled. Haru nodded. Then he rose his hand and beckoned Yuki to follow him to the park which was a few blocks away from Yuki's house. Yuki sighed, and did so, curious on why Haru wanted to be alone with him. Maybe it'll turn out to be "dangerous"! Yuki thought in a panic, knowing Haru loved him. (A/N: A "dangerous" relationship means yaoi guy on guy)
Why am I concerned over that? Yuki pondered. Not like I'm gay. "...I have Honda-san..." He murmured.
"Something about Tohru Honda-san, correct." Haru sat down on a bench, which had bushes around it. "This looks isolated. Sit." Haru pointed to the space next to him, and Yuki sighed as he obeyed like the obedient mouse he was. "Now... How long have you known Honda-san?"
"..." Yuki thought for a minute. He still remembered the day he told her to live with Shigure and him so vividly; it was a pleasing memory. "Three years this year."
"And what do you call her?" Haru urged on.
"...Honda-san." Yuki sighed. He knew where this was going. It was about what he calls her, it should be something a little less formal, he knew that. But the thought of calling her Tohru-kun was enough to make him transform into his zodiac form.
"How do you feel about her?"
"...This isn't your business..." Yuki grumbled.
"I want you to be happy -- now tell me." Haru sighed.
"..." Yuki thought over the times Tohru and Yuki spent together. Their first cultural fest (when he was wearing a dress), the visit to Kyouko-san's grave, going to Sohma summer houses, the onsen... All of them were pleasant memories which Yuki never wanted to forget.
I love Tohru Honda...!
Yuki inhaled, and released it slowly, trying to make up time before having to tell Haru. But he had to, because Haru only wanted to help Yuki. "I love her."
Haru glared at Yuki, his eyes digging deep into Yuki's eyes. But all for Yuki's happiness. "You're an idiot. Kyon-kyon is getting her all to himself, and you're standing behind as she falls for him...!"
"Kyou is so different from me. She's so happy with him--"
"She's happy with you two, get it through your head!" Haru snapped.
Later, Yuki walked into the house, sighing. Clouds had beat him home, as sprinkles dropped onto the earth. He stood at the paper door, watching the rain fall harder and harder. It made him happy... Somehow. The cool air entered the house, which didn't bother anyone strangely. Shigure was sitting there, watching Yuki's weird behavior. Haa-kun must've spoken to him already... Shigure thought, grinning to himself.
Yuki turned to face Shigure, who was still watching Yuki with an odd look upon his face. "Are you going "dangerous"?"
Shigure snapped to reality, and looked appalled. "How dare you! You know I live for vivacious, young high school girls!"
"... Either way it's dangerous..." Yuki glowered as he walked into the kitchen to read more into gardening. He had to learn how to teach Tohru how to tend to leeks and tomatoes. His hair covered his eyes as he scanned the pages, nothing sticking. His mind was stuck on Tohru, and her reaction if he were to call her by her real name.