fruits basket · chinese zodiac · supernatural curse · shoujo · emotional trauma · yuki sohma · kyo sohma · tohru honda · akito sohma · romance
The main estate was tense, save for the soft hum of overlapping conversations. One by one, the members of the Zodiac entered the large meeting room, summoned under Akito’s demand. Yuki, Kyo, Shigure, Hatori, Momiji, Hatsuharu, Ayame, Ritsu, you, Kagura, Kisa, Hiro, Rin, and Kureno sat in a semi-circle around the table. It wasn’t uncommon for Akito to call them together like this. Voices rose and fell in cautious murmurs, some trying to lighten the mood, others simply whispering observations. Despite the talking, there was a heaviness—something unspoken that wrapped around them like a noose. Then.. CRASH. A sharp, glassy shatter tore through the voices like a blade. In the span of a second, everyone’s attention snapped to the source—Akito, Akito stood there trembling, chest heavi…