Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Rising Affections ❯ Or is it something else? ( Chapter 3 )

Rising Affections

 

 

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Chapter 3 Or is it something else?

 

 

 

Shigure stepped out of the shadows behind the door saying “Relax it's just me. I didn't want to interrupt anything, but let me tell you, that was the hottest thing I have ever seen.”

 

 

Hatori leapt from the bed, grabbing the comforter off of it to wrap around his waist. Ayame just stood frozen covering himself with the wadded shirt he had in his hand. Both began to blush furiously too stunned to speak.

Shigure casually strolled into the room and grabbed the bag of crackers off the desk. Taking one out he pointed it at Ayame and said “Aaya is right, you need to get cleaned up right away. Also could you get me a towel or something? I really should wipe up my mess in the hall while you two get dressed.” Then he flipped the cracker into the air catching it in his mouth and chewing it up as he watched both his friends discomfort with great amusement.

 

A few minutes later Hatori was back in his school uniform while Ayame had donned a navy and silver caftan and matching argyle socks…

 

 

“What are you wearing?” asked shigure distracted by the odd clothes for a second.

 

 

“The caftan is from Cairo and the socks from New York. Its my tribute to cultural diversity, besides they are quite comfortable.” Ayame preened as he described the outfit.

 

 

“So Ayame have you told Hari…” Shigure started to say something but was quickly cut off.

 

“That I'm gay, a butt pirate, a rump ranger, a cock yodeling faggot? Really, I think he figured that out when I started humping on him earlier `Gure.” He rolled his eyes and continued speaking animatedly while pacing the room. “It is entirely my fault things went on between us as they did and I do accept full responsibility of course. I just couldn't bear it if my uncontrolled desires drove a wedge between the three of us. I really hadn't planned on any of this happening, believe me. I just fervently hope that by allowing my passions get the best of me today I haven't irreparably damaged our friendship. `Tori? It hasn't has it?” he stopped and turned to Hatori, his eyes pleading for an answer. “Please tell me this won't change things between us too much. Nothing like that will ever happen again if that's what you want, or conversely, we can fool around every chance we get if you prefer. `Tori just say something; you don't hate me for what happened today, do you?”

 

 

“…” Hatori was speechless. He looked from Aya to Shigure in a near panic.

 

Shigure held up his hand for attention then pointed to his ear signaling that he heard something saying “We'd better continue this conversation somewhere else. The house staff just pulled in the front gates.”

 

 

Hatori tried not to sigh with relief as he said “I think I need to go home now anyway; I have a lot of things to think about, obviously.” He gave Ayame a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder as he walked by him “we'll talk later” he added just before he turned and went out the door.

 

“I'll meet you in the woods in twenty minutes” Shigure told Ayame.

 

“Yes, twenty minutes, I'll be there.” Ayame answered dully.

 

23 minutes later:

 

 

The late afternoon breeze trickled through the forest faintly stirring Ayame's long white hair, his satin slippers scuffing through the leaf litter as he dug at the mossy forest floor with his toe nervously. Shigure walked up behind him swatting at a mosquito that threatened to bite his own exposed neck. Ayame turned and gave a half a half smile saying “So, where should I start `Gure?”

 

“I take it you and Hatori aren't a couple.”

 

“No, I guess not.”

 

“So, what was that I walked in on in your room? Or, better yet,

Let's start with why you didn't tell Hari how you feel about him?”

 

“Oh god I don't know `Gure, it just happened. I didn't really mean for things to …”

 

“I don't understand it Aaya. You could have finally told him how much you love him and you played it off. Why would you do that? Do you have any idea how uncomfortable Hari is going to be around you now?”

 

“You always could read me like a book `Gure, but you are wrong about one thing. Whether I told him how I feel or not it doesn't matter. Did you see how he ran the hell away as soon as he could? What good would it do to say anything after that? Wouldn't it make him even more uncomfortable? As things stand, if he asks, I can say `it was all hormones and thanks for the comfort sex; you're a real pal; have a good day' right?”

 

“Aaya do you even know what you are you are talking about?”

 

 

“Ok `Gure this is the thing: while he didn't push me away, and he did seem to enjoy himself. `Tori didn't say anything about having any deeper feelings toward me either. He probably thinks he used me. Took advantage of my emotions, but that's not true. I know there is every chance that he doesn't return my feelings. I think he was just unbearably horny earlier. Yeah, I am sure that's all there is to it. So I helped my best friend out with his little problem. End of story. I can live with that.”

 

“I just hope he can.” Shigure at his most serious; “You know things between you and Hari will probably never be the same now. He isn't someone to take that type of interpersonal relationship lightly. I think it's just horrible how you forced yourself on him. I hope it was all worth scarring his poor innocent virginal psyche for life. Although from what I saw, it might well have been. After all we know he can't make his own decisions on stuff like who he sleeps with or how he feels about them. Besides how many times have I walked around whining because I was so hard up and you never offered to… Hey, Wait! I thought I was your best friend.” pouted the dog.

 

“No, you're man's best friend.” Ayame replied sticking his tongue out at Shigure teasingly. “Thanks for being here for me `Gure. I don't know what I'd do without you around to cheer me up. I had best get home before my parents. They might deign to notice I am gone if I miss dinner.” He gave Shigure a quick hug then turned and hurried back toward his house.

 

“I hope he calls you tonight too. Have a good night Aaya.” Shigure muttered to Ayame's retreating back.

 

 

Later that night…

 

 

 

 

 

Hatori lay in bed trying to sort out the events of that day. At one point he was sure Ayame was going to profess his undying love and he was going to have to tell him he didn't feel the same way. Hatori had been trying to figure a way to say it so it didn't make him sound like he'd just used his cousin for sex, but he couldn't. That was pretty much what had happened after all wasn't it? Thoughts rolled around in his head. `It was just the damn curse; teenage hormones; I wouldn't be able to get near a woman for who knows how long and, if I somehow did I couldn't hold her anyway, but Aya had wanted to hold me and things just got so intense and warm and very…' That wasn't helping. But now what? Aya was right about one thing, they did know each other well and he knew that no matter what Ayame said, he was scared. Hatori was a bit frightened too. Could he act anything like normal around Aya tomorrow? He wasn't sure. What exactly were his feelings where Ayame was concerned? He needed to find something say to him. It wasn't fair to leave him panicking the way he had, but he needed some time to think. He couldn't believe he had let things go so far. He had never been attracted to a guy before, this brought up some real questions about his own sexuality that he wasn't ready to deal with yet. It would really help him think if the memory of what they had done wasn't making his pajama bottoms kind of tight.

 

 

 

Laying in a bed that still smelled like a mixture of him and Hatori was more than a bit distracting. Ayame honestly tried to concentrate on what to do when he saw `Tori the next day, but his thoughts kept drifting back to the slice of heaven he had enjoyed earlier. `He may never come near me again, and I know his friendship should have been enough but it's not enough, it will never be enough. Why couldn't he love me back? Things would be so perfect then. I have to resign myself to the fact nothing more will ever happen between us. But just for tonight I can dream that it was different, just long enough to get some sleep. Tomorrow I will deal with cold reality, tonight as far as I am concerned I made love to my `Tori-chan and I can bask in the afterglow.'

 

 

 

Shigure sat in a chair in his room pondering many questions deep into the night. `What were those two thinking? Should I get involved in this? Or not? What can I do to distract them, to get their minds off of themselves? What can I get out of this?' By the next morning Shigure had a plan…

 

 

 

 

 

 

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