Disclaimer This is a Fruits Basket fanfic, I own the FIC not the actual SERIES. If I did it would have been much darker with HaruxKyo sex in it.
Mild Warning I might have lime or lemon chapters in this, it has yet to be decided. If I do the rating might be changed or I'll just put up a warning for that particular chapter. I'll also be as kind as to make it so that if you don't read that particular chapter you wouldn't be missing much plot.
Chapter 1
Hatsuharu would have been angry, that is if he was Black, at the moment he was a little put out because he's been traveling for nearly a week only to end up back at his own house three times. At least when he finds that damn cat and beat in his face the boy couldn't complain about how unclean he was. He smelled like freaking daisies, literally, it irritated him that Momiji thought it would be cute to switch out his normal body wash with some girlly floral thing. The kid didn't think it was so cute when Black nearly broke down his door butt naked covered with suds, the rabbit was lucky that Haroti saw him coming and managed to get White to take control again.
Normally something like that wouldn't have bothered him. Momiji and his naturally hyper cuteness was something that just came along with being the rabbit-cursed. It was just that recently he had witnessed Kyo slipping back into that heated pattern of hatred and depression. The cat was regressing back, turning back time, as if Tohru had never been there, had never patched up the bleeding heart the boy possessed. The redhead's comments seemed to have progressed into more of verbal abuse and at any given moment he would pick a fight with just about anyone he could get his hands on. Though, Kyo still had his morals of not fighting those weaker than him and going up against females he still was becoming nothing but an irritancy. Even Uotani had gotten her head nearly bit off when she tried to say something in the middle of lunch, it had been so bad that the yankee was rattled. Tohru had made the wise decision that he needed some time alone but she also made it clear to the cat that no matter what she was there for him. It calmed the waters between the two of them but it was like the anger that was reserved to be towards her was dispersed towards everyone else.
The odd behavior, it was eating at everyone. The ox had the pleasure of being over for dinner when Kyo was asked if he was going to join them. The redhead only hissed at the tender hearted girl and hid himself upon the roof. She ended up asking if anyone knew what was wrong Shigure only offered an odd smile with, "Some times it's best to wait until they talk to you."
There was a small rumble from the sky that paused him in his thoughts. Looking up he felt his nose twist in an expression of distaste. He hadn't realized a storm was coming, that would mean that Kyo would be to sluggish to fight at the moment. That was okay, he'd just hang around until the storm let up then they could finish their business and get on with their lives. To be honest he was hoping that having a good sparring match so the cat would work things out of his system and the normal Kyo would be back and then he could challenge him for real and win Yuki over.
"You stupid cow what are you doing!"
The familiar hiss of the cat caught his attention. Taking a step behind he turned to look towards his side, he instinctively brought up an arm to block whatever the cat would throw at him. But the boy rushing at him opened his fist into an out stretched hand, his face devoid of malice and hate. And at that very moment, everything slowed. His gaze was locked onto those molten red orbs that were wide with... something he would never had placed the cursed redhead to have. He felt the pressure of Kyo's hand shoving against his chest, the power behind it sent him back a few feet and to the ground. There was a sound of a horn, then the thick sound of bones cracking, soft tissue ripping, and the harsh sound of metal and glass twisting and breaking. All of it was mixed together, and finished by the screeching of tire treds.
And that was how Hatsuharu found himself inside the hospital again, sitting next to the bedside of another family member. Instead of Rin, who was beaten by her own parents, lying in the bed it was Kyo. Injured because he just had to seek out a fight. It was his fault that the cat had two ruptured organs, seven broken bones, a fractured skull, and flat lined twice on the operating table. He could still hear Tohru crying outside the room. She, like him, blamed herself, but not like him it wasn't. She had been slow in cleaning the classroom with Yuki since it was their groups turn to do so. Kyo had been just sitting there, waiting for them to hurry up so they could go home, eventually he ended up just deciding to go home ahead of them. Yuki held his tongue when he was told how Kyo got hit by the speeding vehicle. His look was rather dead to the world and he even rested his head against Shigure's shoulder as they waited out of the operating room as Hatori and a few trusted doctors worked on their housemate. The dog had been extremely sober, and had breathed a sigh of relief when they were told he was out of operation and was currently asleep.
Haru reached his hand out, his fingers twitching with the pang of his heart when he realized he couldn't hold Kyo's hand, like he was able to with Rin. The white cast was a stern reminder that the hand that had saved him had snapped like a branch upon impact. His eyes stung as he drew back his hand, his gaze traveling up the cast to the face covered with stitches and gauze. Shigure had been right. Before the dog decided to go out for a smoke he had told the ox that Kyo may have hated them all but he never wanted them dead. He only wanted his own place in the world that shoved him out. Kyo actually cared under all that mess of jumbled anger and frustration and here Haru only wanted to fight him. Saw him as an obstacle to getting to Yuki's affections.
"Hatsuharu," the dry voice of Hatori hummed in the dark when the doctor entered the room. "How long are you going to sit there? You should get home and get some rest."
The black and white haired youth shook his head slowly. The dragon gave a sigh, the ox was stubborn and he wasn't going to budge, if you tried to reason or forcefully do so then you risked Black taking over. It wouldn't be so wise to have the hot tempered version causing a ruckus anywhere near a person in Kyo's condition. So he just calmly rounded the bed and silently checked the machine hooked up to the battered high school-er, the vitals were as to be expected from someone who only recently left a 12 hour surgery.
"Hatori..." The voice was quiet, nearly muffled out by Haru's own lips as he spoke up.
"What?" He turned around, his eyes instinctively falling upon the person on the bed. So tiny compared to himself, Kyo was nothing but a kid. Then again, he knew it took something traumatic to happen for someone to see how fragile a human really was, a Juunishi or not.
"What... ever happened to the driver?"
The question caused Hatori to look at the boy, Black's eyes narrowed at him promising that he'd hunt down the bastard and harm anyone who got in his way if he didn't like what he heard. But the dragon was practical. He found no merit in twisting the truth.
"The driver had a concision, his licensed revoked and is currently in a jail cell awaiting a trial of attempted vehicular homicide. And if Shigure wins the court battle then the man will get 10 to 15 years in prison."
Black seemed to be stratified and remained calm, his usual angry expression mirroring that of the sad face his counter part adorned since the accident. "I didn't think Shigure would..."
The doctor calmly started to walk out of the room, "Shigure is the dog, he might not like certain people but they are all part of his pack and he'll protect them as much as he can. Besides, he's closer to Kyo than he thinks."
"What does that mean?" Black twisted around in his chair, his lips pulled up in a snarl.
Hatori blinked, he wasn't expecting such a reaction, let alone from Haru or Black. The dragon remained calm as he tried to explain it the best he could, "Kyo is like an abandoned puppy to him, that's why he lets Kyo stay in his house and teases him." He could see the ox's hair bristling as anger flared in those gray eyes. This wasn't working, "Black Haru, it would seem that Shigure has adopted Kyo as one of his own, nothing more, nothing less."
"You better be right," Black hissed as he watched the doctor leave. He turned his attention back to the resting cat. His thoughts went void as soon as his gaze fell upon the youth. He gave a sigh as he leaned forward and ran his hand through his hair. He wasn't so sure as to why that had riled him up so much, it wasn't like he cared. Well, maybe a little but that was only because when they were kids Kyo was his only friend... for the longest time... and then... well he couldn't really remember why exactly they stopped and then started fighting. He was pretty sure it had something to do with Yuki. He gave another sigh, heavier this time as he pulled up his leg and rested his heel against the edge of the seat. He reached forward and gently brushed the side of his finger against the exposed digits that came out of the cast.
"Listen you stupid cat," he found his voice to be lacking its usual malice. "Just because you did this doesn't mean we're friends again... But... I'll still keep an eye on you... to repay the favor."
As if responding one of Kyo's fingers twitched then curled, slowly, around his. Black rested his cheek against his knee, "Just hurry up and get better... you stupid prick."
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Needless to say the next day when Kyo woke up he had to be pumped full of sedatives and pain killers when he found Hatsuharu asleep in his bed next to him. A few hours later he woke up from that and felt pretty good, so good in fact that he was tempted to ask if he could have a bottle of whatever they gave him to take home with him when he would be released from the confines of the damn white walls of the hospital. It was about that time that Hatsuharu returned from using the bathroom. Kyo had his red eyes half open as his chest slowly raised and lowered. It confused the ox as to why the cat's chest would shake a little when his chest would go down. Walking up to the bed he found out why, it was rather loud and hard to miss. The purring emanating from the teen was actually a very soothing sound and it made the younger want to press his hand against Kyo's chest to feel it rattle, but he knew better than to do that.
"How are you feeling Kyo?" Haru asked, taking the seat next to the bed.
Those content eyes lifted only a hair more as the cat slowly reached his hand out grabbing a hold of Haru's after stretching his fingers out in a very feline way. His voice was low and drawn out as he spoke up, "Mmmmnnnn, goood... You okay?"
The ox nodded feeling a curse rolling up his throat. Had Kyo spent this whole time worrying about him? How could someone so selfish be so completely self-less! The cat was supposed to call him stupid and yell at him for stopping in the middle of the street to get lost in his thoughts, not... not this. How was he supposed to keep on thinking of him as Yuki's rival, as someone that he needed to fight...
"You need to get rest," he finally found his voice as his other hand came up to clasp the remaining good hand of his cousin's. Haru gave a small smile and a forced laugh, "I still need to beat your face in."
"You already got me hit by a car and you still want to fight?" Kyo gave a silent yawn that nearly split his face in half. The duel haired youth felt that pang in his heart once more, not by the words - they lacked the malice behind it clearly showing it was a joke, it was the yawn. It nearly tore some of the stitches out and Kyo was too sedated to feel it. He could only watch as the hand in his grip relaxed, eyes closed, and the purring died down to a tender breath that came in and out of the slumbering boy.
"Haru?"
The boy turned around in his seat, hands still holding the delicate tanned fingers. Kazuma had just come in, the adoptive father of the cat had nearly had a heart attack when he heard of what had happened and was forbidden to see the boy until he calmed down. Now that he knew everything was okay he risked seeing the boy he loved and adored so much.
The older man came closer, a tired-worried look in his eyes as he placed a hand on the young man's shoulder, "Why are you crying?"
To Be Continued...