Blame-Qui - Gregory and the Hawk
Yuki was his first love.
The one he had hated. The rat who had tricked the ox.
The one who had told him, that he wasn't a fool.
It wasn't hard for Hatsuharu to love him after that.
His delicate features attracted Haru, and he heard Yuki's gentle voice over the exasperated words of rejection. It was an endlessly amusing game Haru had started to play.
To confess to Yuki whenever he saw him.
But Haru knew Yuki wasn't as strong as he wanted to be. None of the zodiac were. Not while Akito still had his godly grip on their hearts.
So he had to ask, why was Yuki visiting him in the main house?
But Yuki didn't have to answer.
"I should just be happy. Yuki is back in the main house after so long, and just for me."
But Yuki did anyway.
"You weren't in school today. I thought you were sick. Never mind."
"Don't I look sick?"
"No. Not at all," Yuki glared at him.
But Yuki had already set his bag down, and Haru, his book.
He couldn't bring himself to tease Yuki then.
His beautiful face was wearing an expression Hatsuharu could only recognize as one in an unnerving mix of hopelessness and determination.
Yuki set himself down in his most graceful movement in front of Haru, who suddenly felt immensely awkward.
Yuki stared straight at him, eyes suddenly so bold, and Haru discovered the strength he needed but didn't have.