Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Rising Affections ❯ shigure's plan part 1 ( Chapter 4 )

4. Shigure's plan

 

This had to be the worst day of Hatori's life. How had he let Shigure talk him into this stunt anyway? First the thing with Aya, which he still hadn't had a chance to talk to him about, and now this. He was starting to seriously question his own judgment.

 

As he sat on a hard wooden bench in the dimly lit hallway, he rested his head in his hands. Waiting for the police to complete questioning Ayame and return for him was taking forever. He had asked the boy to stall them as long as he could. After all who better than Aya to talk incessantly without actually divulging any useful information, right? He was selfishly hoping not to be forced to deal with any questions before they were sent from the local police station to a juvenile detention facility. He could see Aya through a big plate window, eyes shining, gesturing wildly as he spoke to the arresting officer (Yasunaga or something) spewing who knows what from his mouth. The man had come out of the room three times mumbling to himself and rubbing his head before going back in to ask more questions over the past two hours.

 

`Damn Shigure anyway. This was his plan gone wrong and now he wasn't anywhere around to face the music. I should have run the other way when the dog showed up this morning with those fake Kawaia High student IDs.' He thought to himself.

 

 

Flashback: Earlier that morning…

 

 

It was too early for the dog of the zodiac to look so cheery, but he looked positively sparkly as he climbed into the big black car that was waiting to take him and his two cousins to school.

“Good morning Hari, Aya”

“Morning `gure”

“Morning”

“So did you two go over that assignment you were working on yesterday afternoon yet?”

 

“No. Not yet. But I hope to have some time to work on it soon. Maybe we could go over it at lunch?” Ayame suggested leaning over to look at Hatori.

 

“Yes lunch will be fine.” Hatori replied blandly.

 

“Before you make any plans for lunch I want you to meet me by the gym at first break. There is something important I need to talk to you both about” Shigure quietly told his companions. Both Ayame and Hatori blanched a bit, strongly suspecting that their closest friend was going to blackmail them in some way. Shigure sat in the middle seat and hummed to himself happily until the car stopped to let them out at school.

 

 

The plan was too well thought out to be something he came up with in one night. This had to be something he was intending to do as soon as the right opportunity came along, and this was it. First he handed them each a student id card and a school uniform jacket for Kawaia High School. The identity cards were fairly well done forgeries, with what they recognized as photos from their student yearbook on them.

 

“These are your new names memorize them because we will be using them exclusively for the rest of the day” Shigure told them. Ayame was now Mitsuru Miyamoto, Hatori's new name was Kazuhiko Inoue, and Shigure would go by Ryoutarou Okiayu.

 

“Also put anything that you have on you that can link you to the Sohmas or this school, in your locker before you go back to class. Once the class before lunch starts; find a way to excuse yourselves and meet me back here. We are going on a little field trip.

 

 

“And if we don't?” Hatori asked mildly.

 

 

“I don't want to be the one explaining to little Akito-sama exactly what it was you two were doing at Aya's place yesterday. However, I can drop enough hints that you would certainly be asked about it.”

 

 

“Why did I know it would come down to that?” Hatori muttered.

 

 

“Oh, `Gure, I thought you were our friend!” Ayame cried dramatically, making a mental note to get even with Shigure for this blackmail later.

 

“Dear Aya, I only have your best interests at heart. As a friend I feel it to be my sworn duty to expose the both of you to more suitable erotic pursuits than each other. Now, I have the perfect opportunity to do just that today. Besides, you two definitely need to get out more.”

 

Shigure didn't really buy it himself, but they had to do what he wanted for once. So, nya nyaa ne nya nya. He waved them off since the bell had rung ending break time and they had to go to their next class.

 

The “little field trip” involved a 25 minute train ride to the nearby co-ed school. After a short walk from the train station they made their way onto school grounds. It was during lunch hour, when a few extra students would be less likely to be noticed. (Damn he did have this planned out well.) Then, on to the school gymnasium. A long narrow tunnel-like storage area ran behind the building on the ground floor, directly adjacent to the locker rooms, which were on a sub level to the gym. The security device that barred the door to this storage place was a large pad lock which Shigure had managed to somehow get hold of the key for. They didn't ask. Once safely inside he explained the purpose of their trip. “Now, you have to be very quiet from here on out. The next class comes in from the athletic field in about five minutes.” He said pointing to a small exhaust fan set about two foot up the wall in the storage area which, when running, gave a lovely view of the girls shower and locker room. The holy grail of all high school boys' dreams was before them. (Cue organ music.)

 

 

Hatori watched as Shigure knelt down by the exhaust fan. He was sitting much as he would while awaiting an audience with Akito, his head lowered to give him a better view. Shortly a bell rang and girls started pouring into the locker room. Hatori would have never invaded someone's privacy this way of his own initiative, but he was here now and so were they; so what more harm could it do to look. He quietly knelt down by Shigure and settled in to enjoy the show.

 

 

They came running in, each going to their locker, several in plain view from where the boys were. And the girls started undressing, taking off their little shorts and uniform tops, then traipsing into the showers. A few were squealing cutely as they splashed at each other. Each had some sort of shampoo or body wash from their locker. After a few minutes the steam from the showers started wafting at them through the exhaust fan bringing a myriad of scents with it.

 

Ayame quietly wandered farther down into the dark tunnel. `I can't take it, the heat and steam and `Tori so close by. Oh the smells and the naked girls wet and soapy in the shower. I can tell `Tori is starting to get excited. And `Guri, he is just touching himself lightly, teasing. I shouldn't be watching. It's so much stimulation and I feel…I need… I need to put some space between us before I try to jump `Tori right here and now, sitting next to `Gure or not.'

 

 

Shigure seemed to be lost in his own little world, practically panting as he leaned forward to inhale the steam through his nose. He was trying to see as much as he could of the girls as they washed themselves in the showers below. `He is enjoying this too much.' Hatori thought derisively. `With his sensitive nose I bet he is getting off on the smell alone, and oh no, he's not. Oh god he is. The idiot dog is petting himself.' Hatori decided he definitely wanted to look away for a few minutes and give the dog his privacy. Then he noticed Ayame wasn't watching the girls with them. He seemed to be exploring the rest of the storage area.

 

 

`That's odd. I thought he would be trying to snuggle up to me or something by now' Hatori thought. `Maybe he is trying to avoid me. We still haven't talked about what happened between us yesterday. Could I have read him wrong? Maybe he is angry that I didn't come back and talk it over last night. Maybe he doesn't want us to be together after all. That would be a relief, I think. I certainly don't want him to be interested in me like that. Do I? So why does the thought that he isn't in love with me make me feel disappointed? Is my ego so big I can't stand the thought that he isn't head over heels in love with me? Or better yet heels over head, or just hea… ok….stop thinking like that self. Damn that hentai dog for dragging me into this place while I am trying to deal with this type of personal issue anyway. Maybe I should ask Ayame …'

 

 

He was wrenched from any further thoughts by a yelp and a puff of smoke. Once the smoke cleared he could see three police officers, one a woman, which explained a lot. Somehow someone had figured out they were there and called the cops. She must have somehow managed to grasp Shigure close enough while he struggled to get away to transform him into his dog form. Now he was face to face with one officer and the third had Ayame in an arm lock leading him out of the tunnel. There was nothing else to do. So Hatori put up his hands up, in plain sight, and surrendered.

 

 

END Flashback

 

 

 

Officer Yasunaga was a middle aged man who thought he'd seen it all in his many years on the police force, but today took the cake. The two juveniles he had brought in for trespassing were causing him no end of trouble. First there was the uncomfortable issue of determining whether the one with the long white hair should be frisked by a male or female officer. Finally he had broken down and asked about it. Earning a baleful glare from those spooky yellow eyes as he was told that he was indeed a boy and would prefer a male officer do the honors. Then there was the question of the smoke bomb a third suspect had apparently used as a distraction to make good his escape. Neither of the boys had anything like that on them; only a forged student id card each. He had tried everything so far to find the identity of these two, from separating them for questioning and offering food and soda to the more vocal kid if he talked; to running their fingerprints through the national database with no luck. He had picked the wrong boy to question first. The other one was just so quiet he didn't think he would get much out of him. This one talked too much, all of it nonsense. Even the threat of corporal punishment didn't faze this guy. The fact that the kid automatically assumed that meant he would be lashed with a whip was somewhat bizarre. He had heard enough of the story this guy was spinning and slammed his hands on the table cutting him off mid speech.

 

“Let's start this over again `Mr. Miyamoto'” He said. “The names on the student identification cards you and your friend were carrying do not belong to any students currently registered at Kawaia High. I need your real name to process your paperwork. You are going to tell me your name, or you will be charged with interfering in a police investigation, evading arrest and whatever else I can find to throw at you as well as the relatively minor charge of trespassing you were brought in for in the first place. So, one more time, give me your name and home phone number and I will call your parents to come get you. Because I very much want you out of here, right now if not sooner.”

 

“My name is still Mitsuru Miyamoto as far as you are concerned.” He started, with a flick of his wrist. “Of course there are no students by those names registered at the school and no, I cannot give you my real name. What part of under cover and top secret do you not understand?” Ayame sighed as once again he told the officers his version of what they were doing peeking into the girls' locker room earlier that day. “As I told you before, it would do me no good to tell you who I work for. The agency would just disavow any knowledge of me and my partner if you asked. We were working undercover surveillance, following a suspected international drug dealer and found ties to the school. We were merely trying to ascertain whether any drug deals were taking place in the locker rooms. We checked both girls and boys showers by the way. There is only a cinderblock wall between them and the vents for both outlet into the storage area. As for the fake ids, if we were caught by the suspects we would be seen as no more than a couple of wayward students in the wrong place at the wrong time. That way we would be no threat to the ongoing investigation. That is all I am going to say on the matter.”

 

Officer Yasunaga stood up and left the room leaning heavily on the door as he shut it behind him and rubbing his temples with his fingertips, trying to stave off a migraine. `Creepy little fucker probably was looking in the boys shower too.' He mumbled under his breath. “Hey” he said to the first officer he could flag down in the hall. “I need to question the other kid over there now. This one is giving me nothing.” Then he added quietly, “Get someone to sit up in the observation room for me ok?”

`Maybe if I leave them alone together for a few minutes something useful will slip out' he thought to himself.

 

The officer lead Hatori down the hall to the room. Officer Yasunaga opened the door and motioned him to take the seat across from Ayame.

“I need to go get another chair. Don't even think about trying to leave this room.” He told them leaving the boys alone together for the first time since their arrest.

 

“Mitsuru?” Hatori was not one to take chances. Especially with the type of punishment that would probably be meted out by the elder Sohmas and Akito if word of this little adventure got back home.

 

“Yes koi?” Aya answered after a moment, remembering that they were still to use the assumed names. He flinched a bit at the decidedly evil look Hatori gave him; yes they were definitely not a couple in `Tori-chan's mind. That hurt. It wasn't unexpected but it hurt anyway. “Well koi-bi-to, I can't remember your name” Aya whispered to him, dragging the nickname out, trying to annoy him as payback for the dirty look.

 

“It's Kazuhiko.” Hatori bit out through gritted teeth; in his mind Ayame was having far too much fun with this situation.

 

“Ok, then…yes Kazuhiko?”

 

“What have you been telling the nice officer?”

 

“Oh, I gave them cover story 75 you know, the one about working for `the agency'.” His eyes danced mischievously as he spotted the female officer walking up the hall holding Shigure's clothes in her hands. Then he said, a bit more loudly; “But don't worry they will never figure out that we are actually extraterrestrials sent here to impregnate many nubile young females in order to continue our species. It's a good thing one of us was beamed up by the ship so at least he will certainly survive this ordeal.”

 

Hatori groaned and put his head back in his hands. `It's my own fault.' He thought to himself `I gave him free reign to say whatever he wanted. Please let the police decide to make us someone else's problem soon. I don't know how much more I can take today.' Then a thought hit him that made it almost all worth it. Somewhere out there, if there was any justice in the world, Shigure was all alone and very naked. `Serves him right' Hatori thought quietly smirking to himself.

 

 

AN: Thanks again to my reviewers:

 

Red Chaos Butterfly, littlefiction, Akito no K-chan, DracoDormiens7

I think I replied to some of you when you left the review. Still, heartfelt thanks for your interest in my story. Let me know what you think of this chapter.

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