I just realized that Momiji didn't talk at all in the last chapter. So now it's time for him to talk, or well... think. Pevertedly, ahahaha.
Disclaimer: I own Fruits Basket. Err, not really. Don't sue me please, I was kidding.
Momiji skipped through the halls, waving to everyone, humming a happy tune, you know the jist.
He was a hyper little rabbit. Who knew the secret to making babies.
Yes, when Haru had told him he had feigned ignorance. He had pretended he didn't know and stayed to listen to his lecture.
Really he just thought it would be funny to watch Tohru's face change colors, and her horrified expression almost made him laugh out loud.
But yes, he had had the talk already. From Hatori. And he almost died from laughing so hard. He'd never seen Hatori blush.
And like any normal (well, normal enough) teenage boy, he had been curious.
So he went to Shigure, to shed some more light on the subject. And just like that, his childhood innocence was gone.
So what you saw everyday, the happy-happy-joy-joy persona was a lie.
A LIE I TELL YOU!
He was a perverted little 15-year-old rabbit!
He hid it rather well actually, but underneath all that adorable fluffy cuteness, he was a normal enough teenager.
Who looked at porn.
I had to! Don't kill me! I'm serious, there's got to be SOMETHING bad underneath his adorable exterior. R & R please? You can yell at me for ruining Momiji.