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For: random fic practice

Series: Fruits Basket

 

Last Accessed: 2004.09.06

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If Shigure could blame one thing, it would be the idea that came out of nowhere.  It struck him just as he was shuffling to the kitchen for some tea (his editor would be so happy; he had been turning in blank sheets for weeks), and so preoccupied was he with it that he actually walked straight into Tohru, who was stumbling down the hallway with an armful of laundry at the time.

 

Shigure ended up doing penance by pawing through the mountain of laundry and sorting them into piles of three, while Tohru knelt by his worktable and eagerly stared at his laptop. 

 

“Shigure-san, is this for your latest novel?” 

 

Bark.

 

            Tohru sparkled.  “It looks wonderful.”

 

The dog proudly straightened up and wagged his tail.  Then he ducked his head back into the pile, fishing out a gray shirt that smelled fairly new. 

 

            His cousins had too many clothes.  They probably change outfits five times a day, Shigure thought wryly.  It was absurd, and hysterical, and was probably the reason why he had to shell out so much for detergent every month.  He made a mental note to give a speech over dinner (Narrowing Wardrobe Down To Essentials And Making Life Easier For Tohru-kun, Among Other Things), then tossed the shirt into the Kyou pile with a growl.

 

            Tohru leaned closer to the screen.  “What does ‘capricious’ mean, Shigure-san?”  

 

            Bark bark bark.

 

            “Hmmmmm.”

 

     

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