Of Hot Springs and Moo-Cows

Hey guys! I just updated this thing because I planned to do a sequel and I wanted to re-read this, then I found so many things wrong I had to re-do it, you understand right? Anyway, this is still for the pic by A. Palmer at Elfwood.lysater.liu, So, yeah check that out and, if you are reading this for the first time then I hope you like it, if you're a patron of my work I would like to thank you thoroughly. On with the fic (I don't own Fruits Basket and I never will)

Hatsuharu looked around dazedly at the school. It was normal. Just a regular day… it was so boring he wanted to gouge his eyes out with a spoon just to see something new. He missed the good old days when he and the other Sohmas used to wreak havoc on the school and its inhabitants. Now Tohru, Kyo, and Yuki were all long gone, they had all graduated two years prior. Tohru was now at college trying to learn to be a nurse so she could help Hatori with his work as a family doctor. Kyo was currently working at an animal shelter for abandoned and abused pets. Yuki was planning to be a teacher but he kind of wanted to be a doctor too, so he's studying under both. And Hatsuharu and Momiji were stuck at high school together to be the new legendary Sohmas of the school.

/Momiji/

Haru's thoughts strayed on to the small blonde bunny. He had grown up a lot in the past three year, now he looked something like a golden haired Yuki. The girls in school had even started a fan club for him. He was probably trying to hide from these very same girls at this moment.

With that thought Hatsuharu heard the strangest noise, something like a great stampeding heard of cattle. As he looked toward where the sound was coming from he could have busted a gut laughing. There, in front of a rampaging stampede of girls with every trapping device imaginable, was Momiji running and screaming for his life. "Haru! HELP ME!"

Hatsuharu shook his head in fascination. This was a ritual that was repeated almost daily. The white haired boy revved up his motorcycle, "Come on Momiji. What's taken you so long?" The cow chuckled as he saw Momiji death-glare him (or try to, it just ended up looking like a very cute pout coming from Momiji).

The blonde haired boy jumped over the fence to the parking lot and landed behind Hatsuharu with a light thud. "Go, go, GO!" he yelled. And they were off.

After they had gotten a mile or two away, Hatsuharu threw Momiji a helmet. "Here, we wouldn't want you to damage that precious face of yours would we?" he said with a smirk.

The blond rabbit sighed. "Yeah, I guess not," he started to slide the helmet on, "You know, some of those girls are truly insane." Hatsuharu heard a 'click' as Momiji buckled the helmet straps. "I mean really insane. One of them dressed up as a guy today and stalked me into the bathroom to get a picture of me!" He sighed at the thought of that picture being all over the Internet and school the next day, "Sometimes I think I should just go to an all boys school like Akito told me to."

Hatsuharu shook his head knowingly. "Yeah but then I wouldn't be able to save your ass from all of those crazy dudes that go after you."

"Yeah, I know, I sure wish Yuki was here so the girls would still go for him."

They both laughed out loud at remembering all those millions of times Yuki was nearly mauled to death by fan-club girls. With that the conversation switched to simple and comfortable silence between the two boys.

Or at least one of the two boys. As the two sat in silence Hatsuharu's thoughts began to wander to more pleasant things, like the thing behind him... / Mmmm, Momiji, you wore a very tight shirt today. I can feel him through it. I bet it's almost thin enough to see through. His pants too, I can feel every movement he's making, and with this motorcycle it's almost like.../ His thoughts snapped to an annoyance, he couldn't quite place what it was, but it hurt. Then he figured it out... his pants had gotten a little too tight. / Shit... I gotta keep my mind outta the gutter. / He glared at his crotch and when that didn't help anything he merely sighed and sped up the motorcycle. /Just get home and pour some cold water down your pants you perv. /

Well that's the first Chapter. Please Review! Pretty please? I am still sorry for the shortness. I can't change the story so much that I would put more in here, so you'll just have to deal, I'll make my chapters longer in the sequel, I promise!