#haru/baron

[oldbrain]

THE CAT RETURNS (2002) 猫の恩返し | dir. Hiroyuki Morita

[rosaline-bonfamille]

猫の恩返し The Cat Returns

[ikemengoessbrrrrr]

There should be a story where the cat bureau members need to disguise themselves as guard/mafia/any job that use suit on their mission

[lin-iva]

FANKID TIME

Anyhow, meet Jade (fullname later), left at the cafe's doorstep, raised and nurtured by Baron and Haru also by her two always bickering uncles.

The first Gikkingen grandchild, beloved by the family of course, but the public just can't seem to fathom that the first grandchild is not by Gikkingen's blood rather an unknown one.

Since childhood, she has always heard whispers on how she's incompetent and overall an embarassment because she does not inherit the Gikkingen's blood.

Those rumors also affected both her parents, although not upfront but most people perceive them as failures. As she grows with guilt, she's determined to be someone capable, someone who people can look up too, and someone who will not be looked down on.

She has a dark shaded fur with green eyes although not as bright nor shiny resembling her father, her' are more dimmed similiar to a Jade stone like her name. She loves her parents first-meeting story especially the part where her mother refuse the CEO's force marriage proposal, making her determined to be as brave as her mother. Although she is still quite anxious on a lot of things but, she tries to find the bright side on everything and doesn't want to let fear runs through her. She tends to push herself a bit to hard and often be hotheaded towards the people who pesters her about it (mostly her parents, aunt, and uncles but because they care) because she does not want to be underestimated.

Welp thats Jade's story bits in the AU, hope you guys like it.

[gentlemewn]

Guys I think he wants to kiss Haru’s feet-

Idk tho :/

[cymraegdragon21]

A scene that makes me snort. Rather than admit he's the guilty party Baron just tells Muta it's not the time for finger pointing 😄

[illuxtre]

" Cats only live once and that's no lie "

[legitstudioghibliquotes]

Haru: Hey, Baron? Can you say...NYA?

Baron: No.

Haru: Awww, please?

Baron: NO!

Haru: Pleeeeease?

Baron: I said I will NYAT!!

Baron: (*gasps and covers his mouth*)

[sora-peach]

[ravioliravioliravioli]

My standards in men

[catsafarithewriter]

okay okay okay but the headcanon that Haru grows up to be Sosuke's mother in Ponyo has been with me for years and it makes so much sense to me

Haru runs with the Bureau for a little bit, before falling in love and deciding to give up the adventures to have a family/life. And she thinks she manages it. Yes, her husband is away a fair bit, and the retirees at the home she works at are a bit eccentric, but these are normal, mundane things. She has a beautiful son who's curious and bold (and can probably talk to cats too, but she hasn't tested that out) and she hasn't had one iota of supernatural nonsense since she settled down

She's doing Just Grand at this ordinary life malarky

And then her son brings home a friend who's apparently a fish and the next thing she knows, nature is imploding in on itself

[echantedtoon]

Return Of The Heart

If you fall in love again after meeting someone especially after losing the first love, that doesn't get rid of nor replaces that love for the first. It just means the heart has more room to store all the love you have..So that's why does it pang with every beat with hope that the second love doesn't become lost too.

(This is inspired by the works of @sindysugar      Please check out their own works involving The Cat Returns. It's really good I promise.)

The night was young. Not even midnight yet..Yet the occupant of the home thought it'd be a good idea to get late work done with nothing to see by but a single lit candle and the silvery moonlight wafting in from the windows.

Scribble. Scribble. Scribble. 

The sounds of a feather pen against paper sounded out quietly from the middle of the small house. Literally working away as the clock ticked away from the wall. The ticks and tocks being the only sounds being heard other than the soft scribbling against paper.

"Baron, it's getting late. You should sleep." His friend had told him before also retiring for the night. "You look tired."

"I will. I just want to finish up the report on our latest case. The child was successfully returned to her parents."

"Yes. I can't believe such an well behaved little girl would just wonder off like that. Then again she was very young and didn't know better. Good thing she liked Muta enough to not let go of him until we figured out how to get her back." He chuckled at the memory. "It was rather funny to see him being made to play Teddy Bear...Baron?"

"Hm?"

"You seem to be spacing out. Are you sure you're not too tired? Surely measly paperwork can wait until morning."

"No, Toto. Im quite alright. You go ahead and head to sleep."

".. Alright, Baron. Just promise me you won't stay up all night."

"I promise."

Scribble. Scribble. Scrib-

The silvery light collided with the dancing gold of the flame in a beautiful glow making shadows dance against the walls and furniture. Reflection beaming off magnificent green eyes unblinking within the strange alluring mixture of darkness and lights. The motions of writing ceasing in their motions completely and the emotions taking over. The one whom was working stopping to set the feather back onto it's rightful pedestal and sitting there unblinking. The one who had the emotions stirring around from his mind and down to his heart. Those gorgeous eyes turned slowly, head turning to the darkened wall behind him as he sat as his desk. The area behind him was dark, and almost hard to see but he saw what the eyes were searching for.

A rectangular painting, portrait specifically, hanging upon the wall just behind him. The features hard to make out in the darkness and limited light but the figure's features unmistakable. White fur painted to look as soft as he remembered she felt. The most beautiful blue eyes that he could've sworn would look at him at any moment. A beautiful blue hat on her head and the prettiest of pink dresses adorning her frame and the quaintest of polite smiles on her lips. Frankly he didn't think the painting did the real person justice but it was a beautiful rendition. 

"Louise."

His first love. The one made for him. The one who was SUPPOSED TO BE his one and only. His ONLY one and only. They were made to compliment one another and he thanked their creator every day for gifting him not only life but the second most precious gift of all. His love. His life. His Louise. His heart broke every day since the day he realized that she wouldn't return to him. 

"I miss you very much. You know that. .. Don't you?" The painting did not answer. Honestly he didn't expect it too but talking to it... sometimes it felt like he was talking to her again and relieved some of that loneliness in his heart. "I love you still very very much, My Dear."

He had searched for so long..even before creating the bearuo and his own business. His old creator eventually passing and he ended up in the ownership of a quant little shop owned by a kind older man, a friend of said creator. It was a humble home for a while, and he met Nuts through there. A nice young lady even found inspiration for a story through him to which he was flattered but eventually he did leave the place of his own accord to search.

To search for her. He spent years searching high and low for his dear Louise very hard but nothing ever turned up. Eventually he stopped to create his own helping service but he was always open to the idea that someday she would come back into his life and they'd be complete again. He'd show her all of his accomplishments and have her meet his friends and show her the home they could live in together for the rest of their lives. A perfect little life. At least that was his ideal idea for a happy life...

Until-

"You know that. I loved you and I will always love you. I'll never stop loving you and if you were to walk into my life now I'll happily do nothing but love you more. But ...I must confess, my dear. I have grown to feel guilty."

The painting did nothing but smile at him patiently for an answer making him take in a shaking breath.

"I fear that I have come to love someone else... I'm sorry. I'm sure you probably wouldn't be angry with me. You were always so understanding of everyone even when that someone was screaming in your face you'd never get angry, but I can not help but feel guilty." Green eyes turned away from the painted blue ones too guilty to gaze at them any longer. "I'm so sorry, Louise."

If the painting could talk it would say that it was alright and she didn't blame him after so long. He knew that's what she would say with a smile on her face. 

"Is that where you are right now?" He looked at his clasped hands, ears pinned back against his head. "Are you settled down somewhere else with a new love? Maybe that's why I haven't seen you? Because you already moved on?...I would not fault you for doing that if you did." Those eyes closed. "It has been so long. I wouldn't even be angry. I'd love nothing more than to know that you were happy with someone you love even if it wasn't me, perhaps you even have a family now too. Perhaps you prefer not to go searching for the past when your present is so much happier. Not that I would fault you for doing that too. I'd still love you regardless if that did happen."

Again the house was quiet and nothing but the clock's ticks and his own tired sigh filled the space as a hand rubbed his face 

"Regardless I still can't help but feel guilty for how I feel now even if I couldn't stop it from happening. ...I think you would've liked her." Green eyes finally looked up at the blue eyes again. "Her name is Haru. She's quite a radiant young lady. She came back to visit us earlier this week even." A sad chuckle escaped his lips. "She baked Muta this very nice pumpkin bread and brought me a full inkwell the size of the chair I sit in. I won't be out of ink for quite some time now."

If it could the painting would've chuckled at him and asked him to elaborate more about the funny girl.

"Did I ever tell you how I met her? No I haven't. I don't think. It started last year when she happened to encounter the cat kingdom's Prince. Prince Lune himself. You see he was gathering a gift for his bride to be-"

He could've imagined how the painting would've responded if it could. Giggling at some parts of the recounted long tale while humming in interest at other parts until his story was long since completed. 

"She's doing fine now," he reassured. "She's having a very good time at a new internship and she even mentioned learning to play the violin. I haven't heard her play yet but she promised to bring her instrument next time she came back. You quite loved the instrument yourself I recall...I wish you both could've met each other. I'm sure you would've been such good friends. You two are similar but yet...so different from one another. Each one having your own beauty. ... Haru has grown so much as a person since that incident, I'm very proud of her self growth."

The painting still said nothing but the reassurance of the smile brought some comfort in the heart of his. Knowing that she would've been very happy for him regardless of everything.

"I know that I still love you and for what it's worth I always will. But the return of my heart does belong to another. I'm just happy to know that you would've been nothing but understanding, my Dear Louise."

[rosaline-bonfamille]

猫の恩返し The Cat Returns

[ikemengoessbrrrrr]

Sooo... I rewatch this movie

[lin-iva]

If Haru choses to not remember

[gentlemewn]

Wait. 😐 Wait. 🫤 WAIT! 😡