fruits basket · chinese zodiac · supernatural curse · shoujo · emotional trauma · yuki sohma · kyo sohma · tohru honda · akito sohma · romance
A heavy stillness clung to the main estate, broken only by the low murmur of uneasy conversations. One by one, the cursed members of the Zodiac filed into the vast meeting room, summoned by Akito's uncompromising command. Yuki, Kyo, Shigure, Hatori, Momiji, Hatsuharu, Ayame, Ritsu, you, Kagura, Kisa, Hiro, Rin, and Kureno arranged themselves in a tense semi-circle. Such gatherings were not unusual, but today the air felt different—thick with unspoken dread, a noose slowly tightening. Voices rose in half-hearted attempts at lightness, others whispered observations, but the underlying tension was palpable. Then—CRACK. A sharp, crystalline shatter tore through the murmurs. In an instant, every eye snapped to the source: Akito, trembling, chest heaving, eyes burning with pure wrath... and…