title: chanced encounter
fandom: Fruits Basket
characters/pairings: Hana, Megumi, Haru
rating: G
warnings: none
summary: Hana-chan and Haru run into each other shopping.
notes: for tenshiforgotten, for this request on fic on demand.

He let go of her pocket. She stopped immediately to look at him, because he never let go. Megumi's eyes were fixed on some point ahead, his expression blank. Just as she was about to say something, he looked up at her and smiled. "I'm going ahead to look at video games. I'll wait for you there."

She didn't say anything because there was something sad in his eyes, but he was already going.

Wondering what he was thinking, she turned, looking over to where Megumi had been looking.


She sauntered over to him slowly. She knew his name, because he was one of those Sohmas. There were too many of them, as far as she was concerned. And.

They were taking her Tohru away.

She went right up to him, standing shoulder to shoulder with him. Actually, some of the necklaces were pretty. She looked through the rack, as if she had just come over to shop. He looked at her sidelong. He knew her, too, though she couldn't be sure that he knew her name. So many of the girls at school had a crush on him. Not as many as were crushing on the Prince, or that Kyo, but that was probably only because he was a first year. He was cultivating a rep; she could tell. She liked his manner, though.

They weren't that dissimilar.

He looked at her again, and then nodded. "Here. This is your style, right?" He held out an ankh on a black silk choker. She took it, and smiled.

"Thanks. Are you going to get those skull earrings?" She looked over his ear speculatively. All those piercings...

Must have hurt. Where else was he pierced, she wondered?

"Mm. I was. But I'm not sure. I don't have that much..." His voice trailed off, and his eyes fell on a pair of earrings. A single silver feather, dangling from a short string of beads. She picked it off the rack, and held it up to his ear.

"Looks good. But. It's not for you, right?" She wondered about what sort of girl would catch the attention of someone like him.

She wondered what was in the water in that Sohma place to make so many boys like him and the others at school.

"It doesn't matter," he shrugged, indifferent. "She wouldn't accept them, anyway."

She looked over the earrings. "Get them. Put them in a blank card, one with a flower on it. An orchid. Don't sign the card. Leave it someplace anonymous. She'll wear them."

He just stared at her, but slowly, he started to smile. He took back the earrings, and the choker he had shown her. "You're making that all up. But that's ok."

"You don't have enough," she protested as he flagged down a cashier.

"I don't have enough to shop for me. I always have enough to shop for friends," he shrugged.

She blushed.

She caught up with Megumi in the games department, her fingers wrapped around the choker in her pocket. Damn that Sohma.

Though. Perhaps she could see why so many girls were infatuated with him. A little bit, she could see.