Chapter Title: Sunset
Pairings: Implied Hatori/OC
Warnings: Mild language
Disclaimer: Hapi is a real brand of drink. I do not own Hapi or Fruits Basket. I only own Miku, but I don't really care about her, so, ne...
Author's Notes: Happy Valentines day, everybody! This story will have several more chapters, and I've got almost the whole thing written out, so sit tight and enjoy the ride!

The skyline of Kaibara City looked like it was on fire. The sunset blazed over tall steel buildings, making them glow and reflect the flaming lights of the sun. Pink and red danced erotically across the sky, licking each other as they melted to purple and bled into gray-gold rain clouds.

Miku watched the spectacle in awe, sitting beside Hatori on a picnic blanket. She took a sip from a Hapi soda, and glanced over at him.

He was smiling, softly, his skin glowing bronze in the sunset. Miku's heart skipped a beat. He was gorgeous.

Miku wasn't quite aware how long, but when Hatori turned to meet her eyes, the twilight was all ready fading. And even more to her surprise, his peaceful smile became a contented, happy one.

"Enjoying the view?" He teased, thick brown hair falling into his face. It was getting long again. She loved his hair when he grew it out.

Miku smirked. "Can I get a picture?"

Hatori chuckled. "I don't like pictures."

Miku laughed as well. "And I do."

They were silent as they packed up the picnic, packing away the food. As they began to fold the patchwork quilt, the last of their supplies, Hatori broke the silence.

"So who's the boy?"

Miku was so startled, she dropped her half of the quilt, and they had to start over. "Sorry; but where did that come from?"

"You said a boy was why you didn't want to leave."

"Oh." Shit.

"You know the rules, Miku."

"I know, I know. But he's special. He's someone you know, even." She said, unable to meet his eyes as she put the quilt on top of the basket.

"Ayame?" No, dumbass, you. You.

"No," she said, laughing bitterly.

Hatori sighed, realizing she would tell him nothing.

It was silent again as he picked up the basket, and the pair walked away from the Sohma gardens and back to his office. Hatori opened the door, and she followed him to the kitchen, where they began to put things away. As they did, Hatori spoke again.

"Would you like to go to dinner with me on Friday?"

Oh, God yes! YES!! "Where?"

"A new indie restaurant opened downtown last week."

"I'd love to." It's a date.