Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Gathering Feathers ❯ Undercovers On ( Chapter 3 )

Gathering Feathers

Started: June/17/03

Finished: June/23/03

Edited:--/--/--

"Father, do angels cry?"

"Real angels do sometimes."

"Why?"

"They cry for others in pain."

"Can they themselves be in pain?"

"...I don't know. I think you have to ask an Angel to know."

[U n d e r c o v e r s O n]

The door bell is ringing.

It's echoing through the home me and my brother share. A loud cheerful tune that rings in my ears. It's still echoing inside my head long after it stops. I close all my workbooks and shove them aside, getting up and walking down the stairs slowly. I can tell that she's anxious to get the visit over, but she does not ring the bell again. A bell that's run twice signals urgency or a worry that the owner has not heard the bell ring. She knows that I am here. She doesn't bother.

She doesn't ever bother.

The only thing I can do is run my hands through my hair, trying to calm myself. When I reach the stairs and peek out the class windows to the side of the doors. Her eyes are down cast and she's still, unmoving. Somehow, my line set lips curl into a smirk. I can feel her unemotional glance just itching to move up and gaze straight at me. She can tell I'm watching her through the window.

The only thing left to do is open the door and let the mixed emotions run.

[U n d e r c o v e r s O n]

I can't believe this bull shit!

I was walking around and I just happened to see her. So then I started to follow her, debating whether to talk to her not, and talking to myself. Then I happen to see her stop at the fuckers house! Out of all houses she could of stopped by she had to go to that idiots? I must be hallucinating. Must pinch myself.

OW! Damn it that hurt!

...OH my GOD! Is this a family reunion or something? What the hell is Hatsharu doing here? That damn cow head is probably going to jump me and scream obscenities at me while I yell them back. DAMN HIM! DAMN THE OTHER FOOL I HAVE FOR FAMILY! DID YOU HEAR THAT YUKI! DAMN YOU! All right. I must devise a plan, to get out of this hell hole place I'm in and get that idiot girl out. Must calm down Kyou...

Shit I'm dead. I'm surrounded by people that hate me. Haru and that fucker Yuki.

OhshitOhshitOhshitOhshitOhshitOhshitOhshitOhshitOhshitOhshitOhshit Ohshit!!!!!

I do not feel like facing a damn fight right now. Especially with that girl in that idiots house. I need to make a decision fast... Get beat up... or talk a little and try to convince him to help me... then get into a scuffle?

Gah. I'll chose the second because I'm feeling nice today. I run over to him, and I hear the idiot mumble, "This doesn't not look like home.". I frown and shove him down. Instead of falling he quickly stops himself and then does a roundhouse kick, and I quickly back up, folding my arms across my chest. He frowned at me at first glance, but that frown just turned into a smirk.

"Hatsharu before you can say fuck-shit, just shut up and listen to me. Someone I know is in Yuki's house and you're going to help me get her out. I know he's not fucking stable because there is something going on there that's extremely fucked up. Second of all Ayame is not home because he's at work, so he can't help that idiot out! Third of all I have no cell with me so I can't call Hatori. Pretend that we're friends for a second, or just pretend you're some dumb fucking hero and help me get her out!" I blurted out in a rush. This was a neighborhood with people that I didn't know. Did I really want to go up to some stranger and ask for help? I rather turn to family.

The stupid idiot just blinks as if he's clueless and asks. "Where did you come from baka-neko?" The only thing I can do is just ball my hands up into a fist, drawing blood. I don't mind being called a fucker, asshole, or other names, but I can't stand being called a bitch or a baka-neko.

"Just shut-up and help me. Yuki already hates me like hell. At the first sight of me, he's going to beat me up. He likes you much better then me. Just go in there and make a distraction. I'll run to Hatori's." I said pushing him into the direction to the idiots house. Haru, just firmly pushes my hands off his shoulders and glares at me menacingly.

"Why can't I run to Hatori's?"

"Look where you are now! You're fucking lost! You were going home Hatsharu and you got lost! Do you not see my point?" I growled, shaking my fist warningly.

He snorted and just scratched his back, lost in thought.

Clueless dolt.

"Why help? Why not just let poor Yuki-san just let his anger out?"

"DAMNIT! I saved that girl from getting run over from that whore. I don't want it to be some pointless save by letting her get hurt! Especially from that guy. You know what could happen. Just..." The only thing I can do now is just sigh and hopefully get a yes out of him. "Just do it."

He nods and that's all I need to see before I start running.

[U n d e r c o v e r s O n]

I have no clue why I am helping that baka-neko out.

Maybe it was the urgency in his voice, or maybe I felt bad for whoever was going to be subjected to Yuki's delicate state. I shuffled my feet up to the small house. Far away you could of never told that the house I was going to, had problems going all around. I could hear something being thrown around and could hear ,just barely, screaming and yelling. Oh dear cousin, why do you have to be like this? Why couldn't you just play with Barbie dolls and subject them to torture instead of some poor helpless little girl?

I'm at the door. Wow. Now I'm going to turn the knob.

Shit.

It's locked.

Maybe I should turn around and go home. Yes. That would be a good idea.

"Yuki-san please calm down!"

So the girl is trying to calm him down. What are the chances of him calming down? Zero. Without Hatori or Ayame she's probably going to be in critical condition later.

"Why should I calm down when I'm already calm?" I hear him drone on about, but before I can be fooled into thinking that they were just having a study session and Kyou was just doing this to make fun, I just hear something break. Something familiar... Like something is being smashed into a brick, or a wall, or maybe bone.

All right I'm breaking down the door.

I throw my jacket down, straitening my black shirt, as some of my jewelry, keys, money, and clips jingle as I walk. Judging by the door, it looked like I shouldn't need all my strength to ram it down. It would take about three tries maybe. The only problem is, was the person behind the door. From rank, Yuki is the toughest fighter. He's never been beaten by anyone. Kazama has a hard time fighting him, and he's the one that trained us. After Yuki is Kyou. Kyou has only been beaten by Yuki-kun, and only twice by me. That's compared to the numerous times he's beaten me. How was I suppose to beat an unstable Yuki?

Hopefully Kyou will be here before I'm dead.

Backing up a little and ran into the door knocking it down and taking it down with me. I stand up. There's no one in sight.

"Haru. What are you doing here?"

I look to my side and I see Yuki standing in the staircase. He looks calm and poised like always. He doesn't look like he's had any problems. That's funny. I heard him scream about something, just moments ago. I glanced at his stairway. "I don't know."

"You should go home."

"Should I?"

A pause and he nodded. "Yes I think you should. It's getting rather late isn't it?" I listlessly look at him, and I feel like he is getting uncomfortable under my gaze.

"Don't you think you should stop?"

He looked at me surprised. "Excuse me?"

I shrug. "Can I use your bathroom?" He stared at me and thinks.

"Yes. I'm going to call Hatori, so he can get a car to pick you up." He is unmoving, not moving from his place from the stairs.

I smile cheekily, and go down the hall to the bathroom, as his eyes follow me.

[U n d e r c o v e r s O n]

When she stepped into his bedroom it felt like the whole world was ganging up on her. It felt as if the world was trying to suffocate her underwater like a young child. She couldn't breathe, with him there. With him everywhere, with him looking at her, with him trying to get it out. She sat on a chair, patiently waiting him to demand answers, ask questions, or order her around. Typical meetings with Yuki. The something over and over again. She looked at him.

She almost looked bored.

"Sa-chan" He purred, closing his door. He eyed her carefully, walking around her. "Let's not have a repeat of last time shall we?" He asked touching her shoulder lightly, and almost instantly she winced. Her bored look, was replaced with a frown. "Try to be nice and responsive." He whispered, his face touching her hair. He inhaled the smell of fresh blossoms of her hair, and swept his arms around her neck, carelessly. Now kneeling on the floor, with his face on his shoulder he smiled childishly. "Really, Sa-chan. You should be enjoying this. Any another would certainly," He chuckled. "would scream and dream about this."

Her muscles tensed even more since she had gotten into the room. "Really, Sohma, because I'm not enjoying this as much as you." She said icily.

Another smack for the poor looser.

She lightly touched her cheek, to see if there was any bleeding. Last time he smacked her she drew blood. She winced from the sting from the smack, and frowned even more. "Dear, I've told you many times. Do not call me by my last name" He hissed, grabbing fistfuls of her hair and tugging it sharply. She swallowed a sharp breath, gasping a little at the sharp sensation. "We know what happens to bad girls who address me improperly don't we Sa-chan?" He, murmured in her ear.

Pulling her up by hair he forcefully threw her on the bed, and he climbed on it. Grabbing on to her arms, he pulled them over her head and locked them with cufflinks, and leaned towards her face. "If you do not behave, it will be worse then this Sa-chan." His knees were between her spread legs, and his arms were on either side of her. His face was leaning towards her, just above her face.

Then with almost light caresses, with his lips he grazed them over her lips, emitting a scared shudder from her. "Yuki-san, please calm down!" She told him sharply, with a stern face.

"Why should I calm down when I'm already calm?" He asked, nuzzling his face into her neck. "Tell me, don't you like this? You used to always. You used to pur-" Yuki, froze, narrowing his eyes at the door. As something shattered. "I'll be back Sa-chan. Be a good girl, and don't try anything." He said, before stalking off.

Author's Note: All right, I'm sorry for the slow update. [frown] It's not like a cat jumped out at me waving a great idea for the next chapter. I spent like days thinking about it trying to frame a new problem. So then after playing Solitaire heatedly for while, (my brain got cooked and I didn't win any of them) I decided that I should start writing. So here I am. This was finished at least four days before this (the Author's Note) was posted. I'm so sorry. I feel like a rotten authoress person. Eh. Anyway, this chapter was cheeky in my opinion. Not enough descriptions to make it creepy enough. After I'm done with this story, I'm probably going to go back and edit it all.

Sigh, this is really unedited I apologize for all the spelling and grammar errors. I promise to come back and re-edit those mistakes. I've recently been wanting the Fruits Basket DVD number 1 and 4, but they are very expensive. About 30-40 dollars. Does anyone know where I can get it for less? [gets squiggly eyed] It really is a bargain because it has six episodes each (which is very generous!) and they are all about 20 minutes long. How I long for those.

Anyways, I must get back on track with writing. I must continue, or discontinue certain stories of mine. I've been procrastinating long enough. I think I should stop and get back to work, or I'm afraid my 'bum' will get kicked out into the streets. Please review, because it's always a delight to hear from readers... Now I sound like a greeting card or something.