The Dog's Second Form Chapter 3, a fruits basket fanfic

Helllloooo my lovely readers, I've decided to update this story just for those people who have been reviewing this recently haha, see this is what reviews do to me! Like I said, these chapters will be mostly short for quicker updates but, if you guys give me more reviews, I'll make sure to give you longer chapters hehe but, to be fair, this is the longest chapters I've written for this story so far... Well, I won't spoil the chapter for you, I'll let you get on with it but, if I haven't said so already, it's really important for you to keep in mind that this is set only weeks after the curse has broken. Kureno and Akito are together in the main house and everyone is basically how they were in the anime and manga. Make sure to read my note at the end and review, it doesn't take very long, does it? Rhetorical question. Now, enjoy! Or don't...

Mild violence in this chapter (though, things do get a lot more heated in future chapters...)

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The first thing Hatori, Yuki, Momiji, Haru and Tohru could see was that the man was the same age as Shigure, if not, slightly younger. From what they could see past his plain white shirt shirt covered by a brown leather jacket and the jeans he wore, his body was slender and graceful. Though he had a mean looking expression and his presence in itself made the atmosphere crackle with tension and dread, he was quite handsome.

Nobody spoke, all but Shigure and Tohru staring at the young man as they tried to figure out the connection between him and the idiot dog they knew so well.

His face was heart-shaped with big, light blue eyes framed with thick blonde eyebrows. His nose was slightly broader and flatter than average and he had full, rosy lips set in a satisfied-for-causing-stress smirk that could irk even the most peaceful of people. The man had a chiseled jaw and defined cheekbones framed by a mop of chin-length, wavy blonde hair, a single streak of red running down the left side.

"May I sit?" The Man asked, walking towards the empty space on the floor, in between Hatori and Momiji.

"Of course!" Tohru practically yelled, smiling and waving her arms around apologetically.

"Thank you," he said, smiling warmly though, it didn't quite meet his cold, wintry eyes.

"Uhm, I was just about to put the plates away but you're more than welcome to some food I have prepared! I can go and get you some now if you-"

"That won't be necessary, my dear, I only came to talk to Shi-shi," he said chuckling, his gaze moving to ths dog at the end of the table to his right. The horrendous nickname and lack of honorifics seemingly friendly and showing how close they were to the kids however, sounding plain disrespectful and disgusting in Hatori and Shigure's ears.

"Don't call me something so vulgar," Shigure spat in disgust, grimacing at the nickname, the dishonorable name only making his anger build up more. His fuse was short and with each passing second it was burning out.

"Awh, don't be like that, Shi-shi," he replied, looking straight into those alluring chocolate brown eyes.

In a sudden fit of blind rage towards the aggravating man, Shigure slammed his fists into the table, shaking the few bowls and plates around him that Tohru had not been able to collect in the first trip to the kitchen. "Don't provoke me!" He snapped, his voice uncharacteristically angry.

Everyone but the Man looked to the dog in surprise, taken aback by the sudden outburst. Not once had they ever seen him so visibly outraged at one person which, in turn made them even more uncertain than they already were of what to make of the Man.

Hatori, ever the cool-headed and intelligent one, sensed the growth of tension in the air around them. He didn't like the way this man was making Shigure react, who was always one to keep up a unbothered and deceiving facade, and he certainly did not appreciate the atmosphere he had created with his presence and the few sentences he'd spoken so, decided to speak up. "Oi, stop being so exasperating,"

The focus was now shifted to the doctor, who was never one to speak out unless it directly concerned or affected him.

"I prefer the term 'provoking',"

"What did you come here for?" The Dragon snapped, impatience worn thin enough to snap. He glared at the Man through narrowed muddy green eyes, framed by furrowed eyebrows.

All eyes were back to the strange visitor, shining with curiosity amongst wariness.

"Hmm... I could explain that to you all, or..." He looked at the seven faces with a smirk twisting his plump, pink lips.

Shigure started growling once again, sensing the danger.

"Or I could just get on with it." He rose from his sitting position under the gaze of seven pairs of eyes, walking past Momiji and Haru, towards Shugure, who had also risen. The two were face to face as the Man spoke. "Sensei." He quickly pulled his fist back and swung it forward, aiming between Shigure's eyes.

As if anticipating the move, Shigure's hand shot up, containing the first in one of his own. The Man smirked at this, pulling his hand from the grip with some difficulty and at the same time, using his free fist to aim a punch at his stomach, only for it to be blocked by the dog's knee.

He stopped to view everyone's expressions.

Momiji had stood and moved to cower behind Hatori, allowing Haru to scoot backwards and away from the beginning of the fight. Yuki and Kyo were watching, slightly wide-eyed and perplexed, even Tohru had stopped clearing away the bowls and plates to look on with eyes filled with worry.

The Man chuckled lightly at the sight, bending over to pick up the empty bowl within his reach. He scanned the room and, deciding on a target, threw the bowl at Tohru's head. Her eyes widened and her face paled, he mouth opening to let out a scream but being cut off as Kyo pushed her legs with such force she tumbled to the ground, out of the way and into Kyo's lap. Instead of hitting it's target, the bowl flew through the rice paper wall, shattering as gravity played it's toll and forced it to the kitchen floor.

Shigure turned from Tohru and his broken wall to the smirking Man, who had backed up to the wall, next to his book case. The blonde plucked one of the books and launched it at the dog, laughing.

"Come one, puppy," he barked, his voice tough and filled with malice and amusement.

Something in Shigure finally snapped and against better judgement, he advanced. He launched himself at the man, soaring through the air as a purple shimmering shawl of opaque mist whirlpooled around his body, transforming him into a large, black wolf, straddling the Man with his strong limbs, sharp claws extended.

That elicited quite the reaction from the six left at the table.

A gasp escaped past Tohru's lips as she burrowed into Kyo's arms who looked completely dumbfounded along with Momiji who was whimpering into the back of a startled but knowing Hatori. Haru raised an eyebrow though, the questions and surprise swirled in his mind.

Ignoring their reactions, Shigure bared pearly white blades and snapped them in the Man's amused face though he had broken out into a cold sweat, ahead slowly rolling down his forehead.

"Didn't your parents ever teach you how to treat your guests, Sensei?" He asked, sarcastically.

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Voila! There guys, you better review this! In case I didn't say too much about it (which I didn't, oops) Hatori knows what's going on now that Shigure's transformed and he also knows who the man is now. Don't worry, all will be explained in the next chapter along with what the curse actually is, if I ever write it.. How about you just take a moment to review this chapter now? I'm having a lot of fun writing this and hope to post the next chapter soon aha, thank you so much for the support, it really means a lot and motivates me! Until next time, guys ~