|.:.| Tell Me Why |.:.|

[Haru]

(Okay, I'm so bored I decided to make a dramatic roleplay. Unfortuneately it's difficult since there's no Rin... However, I think I can handle no Rin unless someone can play her. Sadly, my post isn't good at all again.)


The day was just beginning and it was already excrushiatingly(sp?) crisp outside. The air wasn't stiffling or constricting like it had been a few days ago. The sky was clear with no signs of any disasterous torments and the environment was calm and inviting. All except for the Sohma's Main House, where all the cursed Sohma's found hardships. These hardships were not limited to every day life and sometimes varied for each different one of them.

Hatsuharu Sohma, in particular, had accepted this despite the incredibly bone-chilling experiences everyone had gone through at least once in the Main House. He was standing outside on the porch, staring aimlessly at the sky. The look on his face was the look he normally had, a fixated sadness that he seemed to always have. The excruciating sadness that only the Sohmas and a few others could explain. He was worried about Rin, about her health and everything else. He had grown accustomed to worrying more about others than himself and that way, no one could accuse him of selfishness, because he was not selfish at all and gave no reason for one to think he was.

His eyes were downcast and he continued to think his over-dramatic thoughts about the girl he loved, who claimed she didn't love him back. He couldn't let go of his feelings for her. He couldn't let go of the past, but, he tried to put it in the deep, dark parts of his mind. So that he could go on about his false happiness and worry more about everyone else other than himself. Worrying and caring about others meant that he couldn't be called selfish, no matter how stupid he was.

[momiji]

Momiji skidded his socks, kicking softly in front of him as he padded down the outside hallways. He wasn't thinking about anything in particular, except perhaps how depressing today felt. The weather wasn't helping, and neither was the mood.

In search of someone to talk to, but finding he wasn't really in the mood, Momiji came across Haru. He had that look again, oh dear...

"Hey, how's it going? Crazy weather, huh? I'm up for going into town...you wanna come?" Momiji walked up, acting happier than he felt but relatively calm on the hyper-rabbit scale. A walk did sound nice, but sitting out here sounded fun too.

[Haru]

Haru looked at Momiji and thought about it for a moment. He started to debate the options in his mind and soon came to the conclusion, "The weather is somewhat horrible. Sure, I'll go into town with you." He told Momiji.

Despite the fact that Momiji wasn't acting hyper at all, Haru took the dreary moods of everyone into thought and figured that it was the fault of the weather. He straightened his body to full-height and said, "Does anyone know we're leaving?"

[momiji]

"Does it matter?" Momiji smiled, "Dad already thinks I'm in town, so unless you have someone you need to talk to..."

Momiji brushed himself off. He lept lightly to the edge of the wooden floor and sat down to put on his shoes. Sliding into them he jumped up and out, landing on the rock garden path. "Well," he turns to Haru, "shall we go for a walk?"

[Haru]

Putting on his shoes, haru looked up at Momiji, "I guess we could." He replied.

He walked off the porch and up to Momiji, his face still pulled into that deep sadness moxed with thinking expression. He had his hands in his pockets before he knew it, his attention on Momiji. "Lead the way." He said.

[momiji]

Momiji's face broke into smiles, but not wide enough for any trumpet fanfare. He was in a better mood for leaving the house (and gladly hopped along the path in the lead) but knew that Haru wasn't in good humors. Momiji knew Haru well enough to know that he'd talk about what the matter was if left on his own for a minute.

[Haru]

Haru continued to follow after Momiji, though his mind seemed off into space. He continued to walk, making sure to keep an eye out for Momiji because he knew if he didn't Momiji would lose him somehow and then he'd have to play, search and be rescued.

He shook his head slightly, opening his mouth to speak, but, closing it again. Sometimes his thoughts had a way of coming to his mouth, but, without him aware of it. He'd say that something was bothering him, without actually meaning to, which probably explains why he randomly said, "I hope she's okay...."

[momiji]

"Hmm?" Momiji grew serious, a small smile on his face as his thoughts grew deeper. Rabbits have an ability to sense atmosphere, and Momiji had a pretty good idea who Hatsuharu was talking about. For a while, he pretended that he didn't really care (although his bouncing walk gradually turned into a stroll, and he slowed enough that Haru had no troubled keeping up), instead preferring to let Haru keep his thoughts as desired.

For now, anyway. Momiji was dying of curiosity. He had suspected dealings between Haru and Rin, but didn't really know details...

...Details were important. Details wrote the story.

Momiji slowed right down until he was only half a pace in front of Haru---conversational distance but keeping Momiji in the lead---and then stared up at the trees. The leaves were beautiful, shaded from green to red and spanning all the imaginable oranges and yellows in between. Mother Nature never ceased to amaze him. Further into town they'd come across cherry trees, and Momiji fully intended to walk that way, just for the sight.

He too had something to say, but was better at keeping thoughts to himself. Instead he took the rest of the city block to collect his thoughts. If Haru wanted to talk that was fine with him.

[Haru]

Haru looked at Momiji and finally decided to tell what exactly was on his mind, "I'm just worried about Rin again, that's all..." He said, knowing the Rabbit's curiosity was getting to him.

His footsteps kept their steady pace and he too stared up into the well grown trees. His mind not entirely there, but, instead in the clouds where he thought about his relatives and loved ones.

[momiji]

Momiji smiled, "Isn't it a wonderful feeling? Worrying about others. It's scary and sad, but what would life be without it?" He did a small hop to switch his pacing then turned over his shoulder to ask, "What're you thinking about this time?"

[Haru]

Haru stared at him, "About a lot of things.. Okay, I'm out of dream world now." He told Momiji. He made a slight incline of his head and then looked ahead, "Where are we?"

[momiji]

Momiji laughed and looked at the nearest street sign to get his bearings, too. He hadn't really been paying attention, he just wanted to look at the trees, really.

"Umm, guess!" he shouted loudly, then looked down the next street in both directions, to see if he could figure out where he was.

[Haru]

"You're asking... Me?" He questioned raising a brow, "Are you serious? I have no idea." He frowned slightly and continued to look around.

[momiji]

Momiji spotted a shop that---if viewed from an angle he'd never seen before---looked just like the one that he found one day while playing tag. He tried his luck and burst out laughing, "Why, we're just near the perfect park! Come on, you've gotta see this view!" Momiji spun around and dashed ahead, hoping that if he was wrong he could get his bearings (or ask someone) before Haru noticed anything was amiss.

[Haru]

Hatsuharu had no intened to run, but, he did. He caught up easily to the Rabbit, but, was worn out. View, what view? He wasn't a really observant person and rarely noticed the little pleasures in life.