Title: Perfect Happiness

Haru has gone through severe times. But now they're are over and he's in love. Eventually the others find about everything. What will happen when they do? Rated T: M M relationship, and some other things, please read alot better than summary.

Disclaimer: I don't own fruits basket. Closest to owning it I've ever gotten is owning a copy of volume 8. Of course it'd be 8 (Haru's).

This is chapter 6, Twisted Transistor

Haru rounded the corner and looked up at the eight-story building across the street. His hands shook from nervousness; he'd never done this before. He'd thought about it before, lately much more than usual, but now here he was standing in front of an apartment complex, gun in pocket. Of course his nerves were getting to him. He tried to settle himself saying it was stupid, but it didn't make the butterflies go away.

Having stood there long enough, he crossed the street. He waited for a long while before someone let him in. They actually bought the 'lost key' story, what an idiot. What awaited him was on the fifth floor. Funny, Haru had always liked the number five. It made him feel comfortable in some way. He didn't know why. Room 512 was the very last in the hall. Standing in front of the door, his nerves magnified. He hurried to shake the butterflies from him. There was no time or need for them.

Having decided, he fisted his hand. Three sharp knocks echoed down the hallway "Who is it?" A raspy voice from inside yelled. Haru responded that he was the assistant lawyer, just as planned. Nothing happened for several long seconds, and Haru feared for the worst, but the door creaked open finally. The voice seemed to believe him. More importantly the body attached to the voice.

"Come in," the man said, taking in Haru's appearance. He obliged, hands in his pockets.

Haru wasn't wearing business attire, so what did this young boy want?

"So, you didn't say what you wanted on the phone," the man dangled his question, keeping an eye on Haru while he shut the door. "What was so important it couldn't be discussed over the phone?"

Haru gazed at him and said nothing for several seconds. "Isn't it customary to offer a guest a drink?"

The man stared at Haru for a moment and then nodded, "What would you like?"

"What do you have?" Haru asked casually still trying to quell the butterflies in his stomach.

"Soda, water, beer, some juice, I think," he said thoughtfully, eyeing the boy up and down, "…but you don't look old enough for a beer."

"Water would be fine," Haru nodded, looking around.

The man left the front room, retrieving the drink from the kitchen tap. By the time he got back Haru was waiting, ready to strike. He came back into a seemingly empty living room.

"Hello?" he asked trying to find the placid teen. He felt something cold and hard come in contact with his head. That was the last thing he felt as he heard a loud bang.

Blood and gray/pink mass spattered onto the floor and wall in front of him, an open wound from the back of the head through to the front dripped thick crimson ooze. The body fell to the floor, dead before it hit.

A small smile crossed Haru's lips.

Haru sighed as he awoke from the dream. He glanced over at Knox who was still asleep. They'd had quite a rough night and he was surprised he had even woken up. Did something wake him or did he just wake up for no reason? He listened silently for any sounds in the night. There was no sound, save for Knox's shallow, almost silent, slumber. The boy groaned out of annoyance. Whenever he woke up in the middle of the night, and for no apparent reason, he knew bad luck was headed his way. He just accepted it: Tomorrow just wasn't going to be a good day. Haru adjusted his pillow, known better as Knox, as he tried once again to go back to sleep.

It seemed like he'd barely gotten to sleep before the blaring of the alarm clock woke him up. And he still had to go to school today. If only he called in sick… like he could. He took a shower to try to wake him up. It did help a little, but he still didn't want to go. He slipped on his uniform and headed into the kitchen to find Knox making breakfast.

"You better not burn it again," Haru teased, poking him in the side. Knox only sent an impish grin his way and poked him back.

"Burn it, eh?" Knox teased.

"Yeah, you're good at making tea and all, but leave the cooking to some else," Haru teased as he poked, staring at the food in the frying pan.

"Oh, and here I was trying to be nice," Knox said sarcastically, dishing some of the food onto Haru's plate. He shoved the plate at Haru across the counter. "You'd better eat anyway."

"I'm just teasing. Your cooking's not horrible. Could use improvement…" Haru shrugged, "but overall not horrible," Haru continued on as he sat down with the plate and started to eat.

Knox only nodded, setting a plate down in an empty spot across from Haru and sat down also. They ate quietly, not one of those oppressive I'll-embarrass-myself-if-I-say-anything silences, but one that nothing had to be spoken to understand everything. Having finished, Knox stood up and hung on Haru from behind, wrapping his arms around Haru's chest.

Haru looked up at him and smiled. "I've got to go or I'll be late again," he sighed, getting up and out of his lover's grasp.

"But I don't want you to leave," Knox feigned a pouting face, turning to the cow.

"But I have to," Haru sighed again, wrapping his arms around Knox in an embrace and placing his head on Knox's shoulder. Knox wrapped his arms around Haru likewise.

"But you don't want to either," Knox said, trying to persuade the teen.

"That's not the point," he muttered, unlatching himself from Knox one last time.

"I know." Knox sighed as Haru moved to leave, "…It's just that I'll miss you."

"And you don't think that I'd miss you?" Haru gave a small smile as he opened the door.

"I know," Knox sighed, again, and before Haru could slide out the door, he grabbed hold of the cow, kissing him passionately for several moments.

Haru had half a mind to stay and continue, especially since he knew a bad day was in store for him, but he shook the notion sadly from his head. What would they say at the main house? After all, he didn't want to raise their suspicions of him more than they already had.

Knox whimpered when Haru pulled away from the kiss, "I've really got to go… I'm definitely going to be late today."

"So. If you're going to be late, then be really late," Knox suggested, trailing kisses down Haru's chin.

"Sorry, Koishii," Haru muttered as he finally slid out the door.

Knox leaned up against the door, with his eyes screwed shut, and sighed sadly. "Don't leave me forever, never leave me forever."

End chapter 6-

Darklite added the Koishii when I put Love and I like Koishii so I kept it. It means lover.

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