Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Becoming Spring ❯ The Day of Discovery ( Chapter 5 )

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BECOMING SPRING
A Fruits Basket Fanfic

Written by: Miyu, Vampire Princess


AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Wow! A whole new storyline unattached to my other short series fanfics! This story focuses on a love triangle between Haru, Kisa and Hiro. Each part is told from a specific point of view. And it's finally Hiro's turn. This part takes place roughly two and half months after part 4. No lemon, but a bit of rough violence and vulgar language does appear. Comments are always welcome. Please enjoy. ^^ Standard Disclaimer follows story.


Part Five - The Day of Discovery




I woke up in a rather chipper mood today. I'm not sure why, since things haven't really been going my way lately.

Take school for example.

I thought I'd managed to stay ahead of the class, then the teacher throws an unannounced project at us that's due in two weeks. No big deal really, but I was hoping to enjoy these last few months before graduation.

Then there's my relationship with Kisa.

Things there are actually really great. I think we're closer now than we've ever been. We spend nearly every waking moment with each other...that is when we're not loaded down with schoolwork. Add to that the planning she does for the wedding and she's pretty busy indeed.

Still, I feel like there's something she's not telling me. It could be her nerves about the wedding. Hell it could be my own for all I know. Cold feet are normal, or so Shigure-san has told me.

For the past few months I've thought little of it. Only on days like today, when I'm in a good mood, do I find myself thinking such negative thoughts and bringing myself down.

Our first night together...very intimately together...was one of magic. Part of me wants a repeat performance, while the other is held by its promise. While we'd done it that once, we had promised not again until our wedding night. Kisa had given in to me that night, so I have to give in to her now.

I can't wait to be married to Kisa -- the sex aside of course. I can't wait to be out of high school and able to start a real life. I'm going to college next semester and I've been accepted to one of the best in the area. Thankfully it's close enough to home that I don't have to take Kisa away from here.

Although our honeymoon will be FAR from here. I've already seen to that.

In keeping with my good, yet brooding, mood, I've come to the Honke to surprise Kisa. She's helping Kagura with a school project. They were supposed to be outside, under the oak tree, cutting out pattern and such, but as I circle around the tree for what feels like the hundredth time, I realize that they're not here, or not coming.

Shrugging to myself I head for Kagura's room. It's on the other side of the compound and I have to pass alot of other rooms on the way. Akito's is one of them.

Hatsuharu's is another.

And I freeze.

My cousin appears to be finished with classes today, as he's standing in his doorway, his bookbag at his feet. In his arms -- yes, they were hugging quite tightly -- is a young girl. At first I think it's Rin, but the school uniform tells me otherwise.

My eyes blink, disbelieving what they're seeing, but there is not mistaking my own high school uniform. My heart stops for an aching second, a lump building in my throat.

Devoid of air or thought, my heart shatters into tiny, little fragments.

Kisa, still dressed in her school uniform, standing on tiptoe with her arms wrapped around Hatsuharu's shoulders. They were locked in a pretty intense kiss. His hands are grasping her ass over her skirt, pulling her closer to him. She's not fighting him, I note as the lump in my throat sinks even lower. She's not fighting him at all.

Oh, but is he going to get a fight.

'Wait?' My more depressive mood shakes me. 'Why should I?'

Maybe I should just let it go on until we're married. Then I could just keep Kisa locked up in the house. I'd make it so she wouldn't have to go anywhere, or see anyone. She'd never leave the house and I....

No that would work. I know Kisa loves her freedom, loves to do various things. I couldn't possibly keep her locked in the house 24/7.

My despair quickly gives way to anger. I can feel it boiling inside me, ready to be released. My fists clench and unclench at my sides and I'm pretty sure that if I were in a cartoon my face would be bright red and you'd see smoke coming out of my ears.

No, I won't fight him. As much as I'd like to see him writhing in a pool of his own blood right now, I won't fight him. Instead I take my anger and release it on a nearby tree trunk. The tree is thick, but my punch puts a dent on its surface. I can feel the splinters enter my hand, feel the scratches open on my knuckles.

"Hiro?!"

I hear Kisa's voice and turn around without thinking. I didn't want to see her. Not in his arms. Not again if I could help it. But my ears perk up at the sound of my name from her lips, my heart swelling with some form of hope. Perhaps my eyes had been mistaken at what they'd seen.

But they weren't.

Kisa runs down the stairs from Hatsuharu's doorway and stops only when my eyes turn ice cold. She looks back at Hatsuharu, who's giving me the usual blank look, but I know he's watching me. Then she turns back to me, her eyes wide and full of tears.

Why? Just because I punched a tree?

Or is there something else I don't know about?

"Hiro, are you all right," she asks, stepping closer than I'd like. But I can't move as she takes my injured hand in both of hers. She glances at my injuries before looking me in the eye. "Why'd you punch a tree?"

"Why were you kissing Hatsuharu?" I snap my hand out of her grasp, causing her to stumble forward a step. I step back, looking at her angrily as she tries to recover her footing.

"Hiro, I..." she starts but can't seem to finish. Tears start to fall from her eyes and for a second I feel badly about what I said. But only for a second.

My heart is lying in tiny pieces somewhere in my chest, and the woman I love can't even be straight with me! Kami, take me!

"I'm sorry, I can't hear you unless you speak up," I say, my voice containing even more venom.

She looks back at Hatsuharu then at me. Why? Why does she have to keep looking back at him? "We...we need to talk," she tells me.

"If we needed to talk, this wouldn't be happening," I respond, taking another step back. I want an explanation, but I'm not sure I could listen to one right now. Besides, if something was wrong, she should've told me days ago. Months ago, maybe!

"Hiro, please." Her teary eyes plead with me to listen, her hands reaching for my arms. I want to hold her and tell her everything will be all right, but I take another step away, staying just out of her reach.

I don't want her filthy hands on me.

"We have nothing to discuss."

I hear her sob, watch it shake her entire body. "Hiro, you don't understand."

"And I don't want to," I reply hotly. "I don't want to understand what would make you want to be with him! I don't want to understand you at all."

"You can at least let us explain," Hatsuharu speaks up for the first time. He's standing behind Kisa now, supporting her with his hands on her shoulders.

"You forced her into this, didn't you," I say again, more angry now that he's actually joined in the conversation. "You forced yourself onto her and--!"

"I did no such thing."

"Liar!"

SMACK!

Time seems to stop for a minute as everything comes back into focus. Kisa's standing in front of me now, her lips contorted into some strange frown while tears continue to fall down her cheeks. And the look in her eyes. Her fear. Her anger. Her love. I feel my own features soften when I feel a sting across my cheek.

She hit me. Kisa really hit me.

"He didn't force himself on me, Hiro," she says, her own face softening and more tears falling.

It was the truth. Written there in those beautiful amber orbs. He was telling the truth. SHE was telling the truth. It had been a mutual decision.

But part of my mind won't accept it.

I launched my myself at Hatsuharu, knowing full well that starting a fight would only bring out his black side. But that's what I had intended. That's what I wanted.

I wanted to die.

"Hiro, no!"

My first swing connects with Haru's left cheek, sending him several steps back. I continue with my assault, not waiting for him to recover, and push him down onto the ground. After several more punches and one swift kick to his side do I see his eyes open and the darkness swirling there.

There he is. Black Hare.

"You little shit! That hurt!"

He snarls at me, launching himself at me from the ground. I'm caught off guard and fall backward. I put up a small fight, getting in one or two more good licks before he finally gets the upper hand.

And I no longer have the will to live.

It's like my energy has been drained. My arms and legs go limp as Hatsuharu continues to send his crashing blows upon me. My head bounces off the dirt, his fists pushing me into the ground. I find myself smiling as I continue to take the beating my cousin gives me.

Maybe it would be better if I wasn't around.

"Hiro, no! Haru, stop! Stop it!"

I couldn't make her happy. If she were happy with me, then she wouldn't be with him, right? I'm not making too much of this, am I?

"Haru, stop it!"

I feel my body hit the ground finally, the pounding on my face and neck now over. My eyes, hazy in their vision, see the stricken look on Hatsuharu's face as he regains that white presence of mind. He's clearly upset with what he's done to me, but he can't find the words to express himself.

I hear Kisa's voice calling my name, feel her hands on my shoulders, shaking me as if I've fallen asleep. Have I fallen asleep? My eyes are still open, still hazy. Yet, all I can see is white light.

A shout from far away indicates that we've drawn a crowd. It's both a blessing and a pain. I can hear Hatori calling my name now. I open my mouth to answer him, but no sound escapes. My chest feels like something just caved in and it hurts to even breathe.

"Kami, what happened here?"

"Will he be all right?"

"I have no idea. Shigure, help me get him to my office."

"Aa."

As I'm engulfed in white light I feel myself floating, weightless. I know my cousins are there. I can still hear their voices, but they sound so distant now. Part of me wants to respond. To tell them that I can't be beaten that easily.

No, that would be a lie.

I can be beaten. I already have been.

Gomen ne, Kisa-chan.

Perhaps we can be happy together in another life.



~TO BE CONTINUED~


DISCLAIMER:
Fruits Basket is owned by Natsuki Takaya/HAKUSENSHA - TV TOKYO - NAS - Fruba Project and licensed by FUNimation Productions, Ltd (for distribution in the USA). They own furuba. THEM! Not me! *sigh* All characters are used here without permission. Please do not sue. I have no money, although I would be happy to give away my bills. ^_^