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Chapter 12: Dark Picture
Momiji glanced at his cousin, recognizing that smirk, those black eyes. It was Black Haru, obviously. But what Momiji couldn't understand was why Black Haru had emerged. Had something happened during lunch? Was that why he had been gone? Unlike most people, the Rabbit didn't really fear this darker, more violent version of his cousin. After all, Black Haru had defended him and Tohru once, and anyone who was willing to help them out, couldn't be all bad, right? The blonde nodded to himself and smiled, hoping Black Haru would behave in class this time, as he started copying his notes down in German, since he still knew that language better than Japanese.
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Black Haru ignored the teacher, not really caring what he had to say. He knew Momiji could tell he was in full control, and he could hear White Haru in the back of his mind, quietly requesting that, if Black Haru was going to go on a rampage again, not to kill anyone. The darker side rolled his eyes. He hadn't killed anyone yet, and wasn't about to now. Of course, fighting with someone hadn't been forbidden, but that wasn't really what he wanted to do. Usually he'd be glad to challenge Kyo or flirt with Yuki, but right now, the only person Black Haru wanted to talk to was his White half's little girlfriend.
After all, he may be the darker half, but he was still Hatsuharu Sohma. He grinned and leaned back in his seat, even as he remembered what had happened during lunch.
--flashback--
Tohru's two friends were waiting for him as he headed up to the roof, where they had begun eating their lunch together ever since Momiji had offered it as a meeting place for them.
"Hey Sohma, we need to talk to you for a second." The blonde woman had stated, her arms crossed as she looked directly at him. He knew Tohru had told him their names before, but he couldn't remember them.
"Yes, we must speak to you about Tohru-kun for a moment. Don't worry, it won't take long." Those blank eyes, looking oddly like his own, were studying him, and Haru had the feeling she knew more than she appeared to. He followed them to an empty classroom, where the leader of the two sat on one of the desks, legs crossed and leaning back, supporting herself with one hand as she looked out at the Ox though her bangs.
"You and Tohru've been getting pretty close lately. She's even starting to spend less time with Orangey and the Prince, and we thought it'd take a miracle for that to happen. So, what's the deal? You two an item now, or what?" Haru blinked. Apparently, they were both used to getting to the point, though the black-haired girl sat in one of the seats, simply watching them.
"Not really, no." Hatsuharu looked back at the blonde, since she seemed to be the one asking all of the questions.
"But you like her, right?" Now the blonde was leaning forward, one arm moving to rest on her knees. "You wanna go out with her, right?" Had he been the easily embarrassed type, he was sure he might have blushed there. But since he wasn't, obviously, then he just looked blankly back at the girl. No one who had calmly walked around naked in front of Tohru Honda could be considered the easily embarrassed type.
"Your waves are so unique." The quiet voice broke into his thoughts, and he turned to look at the raven-haired girl, slightly confused. "Everyone has waves coming from them, even the dead, though they are often drowned out by the voices of the living. All of the Sohma's have unusual waves, almost inhuman... But you, yours are more chaotic than theirs. Your waves feel as though you have two people inside of you, fighting for supremacy."
The other two in the room just stared at her. After all, Haru was guessing from the way she spoke that she wasn't used to being talkative.
"Jeez, Hana. That's the most I've heard you say all day." The Ox noted that the dark-haired girl was called "Hana", though he knew he'd probably forget it by that afternoon. The blonde turned back to him. "But I suppose you've got a point. Hey, Sohma, you're famous in the school for being as violent as Orangey is. What's to keep you from turning on Tohru? Besides me coming after you and kicking your ass?"
"Ah." Haru said quietly. Now he understood what this was about. They were concerned for Tohru, having heard of his rampages as Black Haru. He wasn't about to try explaining his dark side to these two girls, though. "I haven't hurt her. I only challenged that idiot who yelled at her, and Kyo. I don't fight girls."
The blonde grinned and nodded, getting off the desk.
"Good. And if you ever even think of hurting Tohru, I'll kick your ass. Got it?" The other girl, Hana, stood and looked at them both calmly.
"We wish no pain on Tohru-kun." She looked at the clock on the wall, then slid her eyes over to her friend. "Lunch is almost over. We had best return to class." As quietly as ever, she went to the door and waited until the blonde joined her before walking back to class, leaving Haru with no more than a wave and a "later" from the leader of the pair.
The bell rang before he was able to get to the roof, and so he was left to simply meet up with them before they went to class, and hope Tohru wouldn't mind making something for him to eat after school with Momiji's usual snack.
--end flashback--
Black Haru grinned when the bell rang, glad he had been able to take control after that little conversation. After all, his White side got to talk to her all the time. It was about time he did, too. He had only really spoken with her like this about 3 times.
He gathered his books to put into his locker, seeing as how he never took anything home, and waited for Momiji. He would've ditched the bunny, but he knew that they all had to walk home together, especially since it lessened the chance of transforming.
A frown pulled at his lips as he thought about that. He hated keeping his transformations a secret. Sometimes it just pissed him off. Why should they have to hide, just because they were different? Haru thought back to the last time he had considered the argument, when he had torn apart the classroom. He remembered asking Tohru if she agreed, but she had never answered him.
"Damn it," he muttered as he recalled how his elder cousins had tried to help her by separating them. It was one of the few times where Yuki and Kyo were in agreement with each other.
When Momiji walked over to him, smiling brightly and offering him one of his many lollipops, Black Haru just smirked at him and headed out to the lockers, changing shoes and putting his bag in the locker on top of the school shoes. He personally didn't care about his homework, and he knew White Haru didn't care much, either. Why should they care? It wasn't like his parents were the strict type.
When Tohru and his cousins entered, he smirked at the guys and tried not to laugh when they stared back at him in shock and recognition. Instead, he walked over to the reason for his temporary freedom who was currently changing her shoes and humming happily, unaware of his presence until he spoke.
"Hey Tohru-kun. Miss me at lunch today?" Her wide eyes turned up to him, not used to him acting and talking the way he was. But she seemed to notice his changed features, because she let out a soft gasp and watched him nervously.
"B-Black Haru-kun?" He grinned at her, letting her know that she was right in her assumption. "Black Haru-kun, did something happen? Are you okay?" So she was smarter than she let on, or was her natural optimism,naive innocence,and occasional clumsiness that made her seem so simple sometimes? Then again, he liked that simpleness. So many girls were two-timing, conniving little airheads. Tohru was just... herself.
"Nah, I just wanted to say hi. I don't get to talk to you enough." He reached out and grasped her chin, not caring that he had the attention of everyone there, even his cousins. "I hate how the others get to keep you all to themselves. Maybe you should come live with me, be my housekeeper for a while-" He was cut off by the double blows to the back of his head.
"Dammit..." he muttered as White Haru was forced to the front and he was pushed back into his little corner of his own mind. But he couldn't stay in a bad mood long. After all, Tohru hadn't run from him or been really afraid of him, just concerned as to why he had changed. Black Haru relaxed and allowed his gentler side to have control, content to merely think about the girl for now.
White Haru merely stood up, looking blankly off into space.
"My head hurts."
"Really? You don't say?" Kyo and Yuki sighed and relaxed. It was going to be a long evening.
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Yay! I know, Black Haru didn't get to talk much, but hey! Who said he's not coming back? Black Haru's one of my favorite characters! He'll be back later! But did you honestly think Kyo and Yuki would sit back and LET him talk that way to THEIR Tohru?