PLEASE TELL ME THIS ISNT A FALSE ALARM MY POOR HEART NEEDS THIS

The upcoming Hana to Yume magazine is announcing that Fruits Basket is getting a new anime. This ain’t a DRILL AAAAAAAAAAAAA

It’s probably going to be a movie or OAD since it just says “anime” and not “TV anime”. STILL

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she nods, ‘if thats what haru-nii thinks it must be true’ she thinks as they continue their walk. looking up at he ox she sees the slight frown still lingering on his face, and wonders if she had done something wrong... the tiger, in all her timidness, quickly lets her head fall and her eyes are glued to her feet with every step she takes. she cant quite figure out what to say as her mind frantically goes over everything she said and where she could have said something to upset hatsuharu. it seems ritsu’s habit of overthinking things has begun to rub off on her. 

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Beaming the tiger smiled widely at her cousin. ‘the more the merrier’ she could practically hear Tohru saying as her face flushed heavily with each word from the ox. “i-I’m so happy you’re joining us haru-nii… I don’t know if I’d say that hehehe, although Uncle Shigure did say that he could uhm- see me making a great housewife whatever that means.” the poor innocent child had no clue what the dog had meant and luckily for Shigure neither Yuki or kyo had heard either although know that haru knew the mutt may not be so safe after all…

❝  a good housewife,  huh.  ❞  mouth turns down,  but that’s the only sign of his  (  mild  )  displeasure at the thought.  ❝  you don’t need to know what that means.  if you don’t know,  let it go.  ❞  a wave of his hand to show her how to put it aside,  then mouth turns up  :  back into a satisfied expression at having avoided answering that.  he just doesn’t want to have avoid the issue that follows it. 

rather than feeling scared the tiger’s large innocent eyes widened to the point of concern as she looked up at her duel haired cousin with admiration. “waaaaaaaah~ haru-nii thats a-amazing... I don’t know what id do if I saw a real life ghost! it-its lucky youre so strong i-im sure the ghosts wouldnt wanna mess with you!” her childish nature spread so deeply through her being allowed kisa to truly believe that had the par run into a ghost her beloved cousin would somehow manage to fight it off. of course there were stranger things in the world than a boy who could change into a cow fighting off a ghost in an occult shop...

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isa didn’t quite get it… You were had told her time and time again that childish Tales of ghosts and witches were all nothing but lies, but if a store held things like that could the lamb have been wrong after all. Sheepishly she cupped her hand around her mouth quietly asking the ox if he had ever run into a real ghost at which while shopping. The young girl that never been able to help hatsuHaru like this before. Usually she was the one being escorted from place to place, timidly clinging to the side of whoever she was with. Kisa’s tiny face lit up with delight as she shook her head “no it’s my first time haru-nii! I…uhm… I promise I’ll do my best!!”

❝  you’ll do fine,  ❞  says that as he weighs up his answer.  he doesn’t think he’s seen a ghost,  but  —  never say never.  head tilts slightly.  ❝  one time i saw a woman that was pretty pale.  seemed almost transparent,  &  she left the store without opening the door…  ❞  he didn’t hear the bell jingle,  he means,  but that’s probably because he had his headphones in.  ❝  don’t think she bought anything either,  ❞  because he hadn’t seen her at the cash register.  ❝  so she may have been a ghost.  ❞  a raised fist,  although he’ll remain relatively expressionless.  ❝  don’t worry  :  if a ghost like,  attacks you,  i’ll fight them off.  ❞

The peaceful walk the two had embarked on was coming to an end, but hana had enjoyed every minute of it thus far, and she wanted to spend the remainder of it just as pleasantly. "She is, tohru is likely the reason I'm able to smile as I chat with you here, she... Shes like the sun... Everywhere she goes she warms thenlives of those she meets im sure that shell extend the same kindess to you after you meet" she nodded before continuing "yes, tohru was the first friend I had ever made, after we met in middle school we've gone through many hardships together... But the arisa torhu and I... Nothing will break apart the bond weve formed, after joining this family im sure youll find yourself in a similar situation"

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“oh ai-chan, what a cute name. I’m sure you’ll get a chance to speak with Tohru sometime soon, after her mother passed she started living with shigure-san and the others, since then she’s become almost Inseparable from the somas.” Hana’s face softened. The image of Tohru’s face warming her heart, even on such a cold night. “i hope you’ll be able to become friends with her as well” the Ravenette said, her hand still leading ai as they walked down the Dark Forest path “it seems we’re almost there”

“She sounds like a nice person.” Ai admits as she walks along side Hana. Her gaze casually shifting further up the path as they got closer to their destination. The young girl couldn’t help but notice how different the people shes been meeting felt.

They were warm, and friendly. Unlike other places she has stayed at. Part of her hoped it remained that way for a while.

“The two of you sound like good friends too.”

Any chance the rabbit got to put on theatrics made a good day for him, his bubbly personality was able to shine that way, delivering a smile from his face to whoever was at the mercy of his games. "Of course you are! All girls are princesses, papa told me so once! And besides i can tell from the look in your eyes, you're kind and gentle with a heart of gold! If that doesnt make you a princess what does!?" Her thanks gave way to momiji turn to blush. The blonde reminded her that it was no trouble at all and that he was having a great time as he used his free hand to brush stay hair from his bangs back into place.

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“he he he, don’t worry! playing for an audience is always way more fun than practicing alone!” the rabbit cheered his hands exaggerating each word that speedily ran from his mouth. “Thanks I’m a hold you to that ai-chan! That secret garden I showed you earlier can be where we exchange books and stuff that way can be our fun little secret!” and this way Akito wouldn’t be able to find out that a cursed member had gotten close to someone who grew up on “the outside” … but she didn’t need to know such a sad thing… The blonde wanted this home to become a safe haven for her after all the Heartbreak she had no doubt already experienced “birds are nice I like the ones that sing, hhhmmmm what are they called again? oh yeah the songbirds those are really nice!” he quickly stood up, stretching out his hand to the brown haired girl “let’s go see my room now! I’m excited to play a song for you it’ll be like a ball to welcome the newest Sohma princess oh, and I’ll be your escort hehehe!”

A small blush appears on her cheeks. “Well Okay~ That sounds like a good plan. b-but I don’t know about the princess thing.” she certainly didn’t feel as though she were in a spot to be taking on such a title. With a timid motion she accepts his hand. She can at least TRY to roll with this idea.

“But thank you Momiji.. for being so friendly.”

THIS IS PAINFULLY ACURATE 😂😂😂

My Friendship With Noodle In A Nutshell

@tigers-rabbits-and-flowers : We never know when she’s awake she’s always asleep. Me: We rarely know when I’m asleep because I’m always awake. 

Hana smiled, from what she could tell, dez seemed kind and reliable, not unlike tohru, always trying their best to know as much as they could do as not to become a bother for anyone. "If theres ever anything you need help with dont hesitate to ask me, Japan is... A bit much for foreigners, there are many rules that are easy to mess up, although only a real piece of work would chastize someone rather than teach them."

She laughed "arisa can certainly agree, believe it or not I think that actually was her way of holding her tounge, if she wanted to I'm sure arisa could have handled that man much more rufly. If you ask me he wouldve gotten a much sterner punishment had I been there, thankfully the place she works now is fairly lenient with her, they know how her temper works after all~"

The waves broke through hanas barrier unexpectedly, although a normal person wouldnt notice any difference in her demeanor tohru or uo would be able to tell that the sudden burst of energy the ravenette had shot hanas way had ravaged her head, nauseating her for a split second before it faded away into a dull, echoing throb, 'noted a topic to avoid' she thought

"Hhhhhhm it had to be before middle school...twelve maybe... Its been some time since I thought about why I dress like this, after some time I think it became a security blanket, I dont know if id feel comfortable in any other clothes"

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“Oh I see, Ive never been to New York… Although ive heard pleasant enough things about it. They say its similar to tokyo in some aspects, how are you liking it here, having any troubles adjusting to life out here?” She could tell from the way her waves spiked in her mind that there was more to the story than she was letting on, but even hana had enough dignity to keep from scaring away a friendly new face with their own hidden demons…

“I come quite often yes, my younger brother adores the pastries here, my friend even worked here for a while although she got fired after not too long, spilling coffee all over a customer rarely works out no matter how much they deserved it~” the friend in question was of course arisa, who had poured a cup of thankfully lukewarm coffee on the head of a rather bold older gentleman who had commented on the length of her uniform’s skirt and how it “accentuated” the length of her legs. Had hana been there coffee would have been the least of his problems, but hana digressed, it was probably for the best… Afterall the boy had only just got out of the hospital, if she sent another one there it would make her track record all the more dirty. She explained this all to dez as they walked, leaving out obvious choice details such as sending a boy to the hospital, and how exactly a not particularly strong girl who dressed head to toe in goth garments could single handedly take on a grown man… Hana was a woman who enjoyed her secrets afterall.

From what she could gather through the waves she felt as though she ought to avoid her past, avoid what she was doing so far away from seemingly all connections. Using her powers in such a snooping way made hana feel somewhat guilty, but such a poor socially inept girl had no other way of knowing what things to avoid saying, and when to avoid saying them… After all, this was hanas first time reaching her hand out trying to make friends… And hopefully it wasnt painfully obvious…

“How long have you dressed as such, a bit of an awkward question but it isnt everyday you see someone pulling off such a unique style so effortlessly, have you been dressing this way for long? Ive heard its more popular in America than over here in japan… Theres hardly any good shops anywhere in japan outside of harajuku, if youd like i can send you an email with the different stores I frequent~” she wanted to offer dez to an outing, where they could peruse the stores together, seeing as tohru was seemingly always busy with work or sohma duties and uo with her various part time jobs, but she was sure it would come off much too strongly and refrained from branching out too far from her comfort zone. “Ah were almost there~”

“Ah, there were a few cultural differences that I’m still getting used to, and a few things I’m still learning. I tried pouring as much research as I could,” After she got there. There hadn’t been much time as she just worked hard on expediting the process. “And a few mishaps, but I certainly make sure to apologize for any wrong doings on my part.” There were a few embarrassing moments here or there, but thankfully any explanation she gave did help.  A bit of a chuckle escaped the petite young woman. “I’m sorry to hear your friend got fired. It’s certainly hard to bite your tongue when working in the service industry.” Dez knew she had to put up with far too much with her waitress job in America. There were certainly comments still with her job in Japan but she had gotten pretty lucky had hadn’t dealt with any form of hands on customer here. It was definitely a much more pleasant change of pace.  “Mmm.. since I was 14. So.. 4 years.” She answered with a soft expression. It had been 4 years since the incident that happened in her life that caused her to start grieving. She partially dressed like this to still express her grief, but the fashion style grew on her as well. It was probably the only color scheme she felt comfortable in now and made her feel more like herself. “How about yourself? How long have you? And I would greatly appreciate an email with the different stores you shop in.” 

Kisa's head hung low, for every ounce of fear and pain akito washed upon her, the curse created a sense of love and support that his tightly embracing arms offered in a twisted version of eternal acceptance. That was why the child could not bring herself to speak ill of him... The god abel spoke of... Had she been born a normal girl... Would that god embrace her the way he did this priest? The most she couod manage was a faltering smile in his direction. "T-thanks any-any way Mr.father priest sir... It-its n-n-nothing... It... Was a... Du-dumb question... Friends... Shouldnt hurt t-their friends by..." She wanted to say ' involving them in their own dangerous problems' but even the tiger who spoke cryptically in most circumstances knew that she couldnt drag him into this if she wanted to keeo at least one outsider friend... It wasnt until abel called akito a demon that the tiger froze. She was only alive because she was below akito, only alive because akito's presence said she could... "I-if... He...hes a demon..... W-what... What dies that make....me" she whispered to herself, fear paralyzing each of her limbs as tears poked atvthe corners of her eyes, if akito was a demon, than surely... The tiger felt she fell even kower thab that... It was a curse afterall...

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His hand against her head was comforting, but his answer confused her greatly. Kisa’s ‘god’… Could akito really be seen as loving… The bond made them inherently lobe akito more than anything, but the bond made them fear akito just as much in the same breath… Let alone akito’s terrifyingly brutal temper…

“I…I’m glad Mr. Father priest sir… I’m glad that your god is kind to y-you… My god… I’ll be stuck by the side of my god… F-forever… I… Was born into the bond…s-so I cant go against it… The bond… Its everything to us… But… I’m glad that you dont have t-to suffer from a cruel god like us… Some one as kind as you… I hope y-your god shows you nothing but kindness… Maybe one day… This curse… Will break… And all of us… Maybe well be free…?”

Abels comforting presence overwhelmed kisa as she began speaking, mostly to herself as she used abel as an earpiece to her heart. She spoke crypltically without meaning to confuse him, despite that very likely being the case… But the tiger couldnt help but wonder if him or his god really did have any thing they could use to free themselves from akito… “Mr father priest sir? Do… Do you know of anyways to break a curse?”

❝A curse? Ah…❞ He thinks back to the words Kyo said.to him. Was she born in the same family as him? He didn’t get all the details, but he can put two and two together. However, he tilts his head in confusion. ❝Is your god cruel to you? Kisa…Is someone hurting you?❞ One doesn’t need all the details to act when a child is suffering. Abel will be an earpiece and a mouthpiece to get whoever is hurting this innocent child to own up. ❝If someone is hurting you, you can tell me. I can…try to help.❞

❝If someone is hurting you, you should tell an adult…Like me. You should never be hurt. You should never be forced to endure something like this. I’ll help you. I don’t know how to break a curse, but I can try to find a way. Especially to help a friend. You are my friend now. Friends help each other.❞ He says simply as he continued to gently brush his hand over her hair in a comforting manner. ❝A god should not inspire terror, but confidence, faith…A god should take care of you. What you are bound to is no GOD but a DEMON in my opinion.

He notes her stutter and it breaks his heart. This god of hers…they must be terrifying. ❝I will help you in any way I can.❞

When their eyes met momiji was practically hoping through the air to get to her, the excitement getting the better of him as people curiosly glanced towards momiji. When he got close enough to her the rabbit had to fight back his instincts to childishly leap into her arms like he would had they been behind closed doors where he could safely change forms in comfortable privacy. Instead momiji tool both of her hands in his and spun around in cheerful circles giggling in anticipation for the fun theyd have. "Deeeeeez! I think this is the first time ive seen you wear pants!! You look pretty hehe!"

His head tilted ever so slightly as she questioned him. "Uwaaaaah! Dont tell me I forgot again! Deeeez I'm so sorry! Sometimes I kinda forget were not the same person, it sounds strange but twins born into the curse... Its fairly rare, they say that god pitied them lonely rabbit and split one person into two. Miji and I always forget thats were different people, were so close that we go by the name mama and papa gave us when were apart, but when were together were a whole so we go by the halves we made ourselves! Were super duper close, mijis better at remembering were not one, sorry I hioe i didnt upset you did I! Dez are you mad at me? Im reeeally really sorry!" His head turned uo to the ravenette his energy powering the powerful puppydog eyes he unconciously made in her direction.

☁The sunshine after a raincloud☁

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To say that momiji was looking forward to this was an understatement. His room was a mess with various articles of clothing, it had taken him ages to find an outfit juuuust cute and juuuuust casual enough to wear out. He was sure miji and hatori were utterly fed up with the way he had been running from room to room all morning getting opinions on outfits that frankly the other two couldn’t care less about.

Normally momiji would never dream of being late to something as exciting as this, but with the entire outfit fiasco and how his alarm had somehow gone off way later than he would have like… The rabbit was running a bit behind schedule… Nothimg serious, but enough to where he had sat visiting nervous in the back seat of hatori’s car, his fingers fidgeting with the buttons on his shirt.

It wasnt until the car had stopped completely amd momiji stood before the amusement park with wide eyes that his nervousness seemingly dissapitated. He waved goodbye to hatori while pulling out his cellphone amd texting dez that he was waiting by the entrance, right next to a statue of a famous anumated character frozen in time with a smile plastered on his face.

As soon as dez was in his sights he cheerfully ran up to her, taking her hands in his because as much as he wanted to he knew that he wouldnt be able to hug her in such a crowded place. He hadnt physicallu been by her since the… Incident… And although he had been calling and texting her each day. Always nagging her on this and that between heartfelt comments and various pictures. He had to tell ger about what he knew, about how he had overheard things that werent meant for his ears… But sad things like that could wait until later, right? After all… He wanted her to forget about the pain, even if only for a couple hours…

“Sorry I’m a bit late, I thiiiiiink i mighta busted my alarm clock somehow. It didnt even go off! Buuuuut atleast I didn’t take tooooo long gettign ready~ hari’ and miji were a lot of help too! I couldnt pick just oooooone thing so they helped me settle on an outfit hehehe!”

As angel retrieved the notebook momiji wondered what his face had looked like, it seemed that by the ending of any performance by him the audience seemed to stare back at him with bittersweet eyes. He could ask, but it wouldnt do him much good. The chances of anybody telling him the truth, or understanding what was actuallu happening in his head... They were slim.

He took the book from the red head with a large grin opening it ecstatically, ignoring the blush creeping across the young artist's face. He made sure to linger on each drawing long enough to get a sense for her style, where she had improved over time, and to appreciate the amount of heart in the pieces. When he finally reached the end he closed the book and handed it back to her carefully without saying anything. He took a moment to breathe in the silence before bursting with energy out of seemingly nowhere! "They're amazing angel-chan! Everytime i flipped the page i could feel my heart thumping like btump tump dum~ ynkow! Youre really something special angel-chan!"

The Fated Forest Meeting

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Thick forests were good to get lost in. For minutes, hours, days… If he was lucky maybe even a week… The unloved sohma had learned this long ago after how clear akito had made his dislike of the rabbit out to be. Abandoned by his mother… His father… And even the god who only fed him lies of love through the promise of an eternal bond. And after hard days of that promise being carved into him… Momiji had to get away for aslong as he could… His violin case swinging in one hand and the other desperatley pushing away the foliage away from his face as he dashed into the heavily wooded area.

It wasnt until he saw a house in the distabce that he even imagined anyone else would be out there with him… And the thought made him feel something he hadnt in who knew how long… Excitement… He followed whatever faded path he thought he could see until it led him to a large sturdy tree… With a girl sketching away without a care in the world as an accessory… Carefully, as to not startle her like a deer, he made his through the bushes to get to where she sat… And he planned to suavely introduce himself, mysterious and charmingly, the way a dishevled stranger should… But any chance of that happening was thrown out the window as the rabbit fell face first over a vine that caught his leg directly in front of the captivating girl.

“Uhm…well… Hi!”

Kisa nodded, her heart must have been ten times the size of her petite body, and full to the brim with empathy for each of the poor creatures broken and battered through nature and nurture, or the lack of it to be more precise. In the eyes of each Pokemon kisa worked to save she saw a tiny bit of herself, the pieces it took years to salvage, the pieces she could not have put together on her own. "I-I agree... T-too many people give into such... Cruel... Behavior... It makes the world a much colder p-place... But... Haruto-kun and I... We dont like the cold so much... We wanna help keep the world warm..."

Her eyes lit up, she had never had real training in this field before, everything she knew had been from tohru, who had been assisting at a pokemon center for some years now, showing her what she picked up. Afterall the sohmas were renowned gym leaders... Becoming a ranger... Was not a part of the plan akito had crafted for all of them..."I-I'd love that! Than-thank you so much! I promise to do my best!"

It was a slightly surprising goal, one that the nurse didn’t often hear.  She couldn’t necessary recall anyone else ever telling her that their goal was to become a ranger, which made her hope that Kisa would be successful even more.  It was nice seeing someone follow a path different from the majority, especially since rangers were practically always needed.  

“I really do.  I’ve encounter far too many selfish trainers who shouldn’t have become trainers.  It’s a shame that so many Pokemon have to suffer because of them.”  Between the Pokemon that were forced to work themselves to exhaustion just to earn a kind word from their trainer and the Pokemon who were abandoned because they were unable to reach their trainer’s expectations.  Those mental scars were untreatable by any medicine that she could administer to them.  Thankfully, that didn’t seem to be part of this Pikipek’s problem.

“I’m glad to hear that.  The world needs more people who care about the well-being of Pokemon.  Even those that aren’t members of their team.”

Rose grinned, “I’d be happy to teach you the basics.”  Her words were  completely true.  After all, there was something about Kisa that reminded Rose a bit of her younger self.  “The two of you can follow us back, so you can wait with him during the whole process since who knows if he’s ever been away from his mom for this long.  I’m sure that will be comforting to this lil guy~”

ITS THE ENDING MY DAUGHTER DESERVES JACKIE ISNT ALLOWED TO MAKE DEZ ENDINGS ANYMORE FROM NOW ON DEZS PROTECTION SQUAD IS IN CHARGE OF HER ENDINGS

mxd-chxmist replied to your post: Me: So I think I’ve decided a canon ending for Dez…

SHE LIVES TIL 96 WITH HER BEAUTIFUL HUSBAND THEIR EIGHT CHILDREN AND 19 GRANDCHILDREN AND 7 GREAT GRANDCHILDREN AND HAS A WONDERFUL PEACEFUL LIFE OF BEING A FAMOUS PAINTER WHO MAKES A GOOD LIVING BY PAINTING WHOLESOME SCENES OF HOW PERFECT HER LIFE HAS BECOME

I’M CRYING. I”M LAUGHING SO HARD. OH MY GOD. YOU AND @tigers-rabbits-and-flowers ARE GOING TO FORM A FANCLUB AND REWRITE MY CANON ENDING AND I’M DYING. 

CANON ENDING IS REJECTED I REFUSE EVERYTHING ABOUT IT JACKIE IS NO LONGER ALLOWED TO MAKE ENDINGS FOR MY DAUGHTER WITHOUT RUNNING THEM PAST MAMA NOODLE

Me: So I think I’ve decided a canon ending for Dez and - @tigers-rabbits-and-flowers : NOPE NOT ALLOWED Me: I.. didn’t even tell it to you. Them: I KNOW YOU IT INVOLVES DEATH AND PAIN AND THOMAS Me: ….Yeah.  Them: NOT ALLOWED. Me: …But she becomes a famous painter at 25! Them: …. Me: BUT DOESN’T MAKE IT PAST 30 BYE

She smiles weakly back at autumn, kisa was usually the one being comforted, not the other way around, mimicking the way everyone else acted towards her the tiger placed a tiny hand atop autumns head, patting her in a soothing rhythm "y-you help make uncle hatori s-strong too"

Her question didnt suprise her so much, she knew about the curse from hatori and from her timid demeanor she doubted that anyone could guess which zodiac she possessed. "I know it d-doesnt look like it but im the tiger, actually when we were stuck in the haunted house, the woman, the one wh-who owned the place, she was the tiger that came before me... C-crazy right?"

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Kisa didnt wanna shake at the thought of him …. at the thought of what he could do…. and even the tiger knew that even if they did go to akitos room together…. it would only lead to more pain for everyone… She regretted how her childish ways had let such words spill and make their way to the surface… How they had noticably made autumn uncomfortable…

And yet despite that she continued to reassure the tiger… She truly was kind… This autumn lady… She was protecting kisa’s pure heart from the dirty truth of their situation… And it wasnt the first time the red head had done so… “Y-youre right… Uncle hatori… H-hes the one who patched me up after akito got mad… A-and if he has momiji-nii there too… I’m sure it-itll be okay…” Despite her heart still not being fully stilled by autumns nor her own words she wanted to repay the woman for her kindness, with a tiny hand she patted her hair the way hatori did for her when she was frightened. “I…Im sorry… Im sure uncle h-hatori is gonna be okay… Sissy told me that when people have things they wanna protect they become ten times stronger…”

           ‘ and of course hatori will be strong, i know how much he wants to protect you and your family. ‘ oblivious to the young girl’s attempts at consoling her, autumn continues to reassure the other’s fears with a soft voice and a smile that doesn’t quite reach her eyes. however, her good intentions are genuine, though the worry settling in the pit of her stomach gives way to fingers that clench just a bit too tight around her teacup. 

             blue gaze flicks to kisa, and a question bubbles forth from her lips, perhaps an attempt to change the subject. ‘ kisa, you’re cursed as well, aren’t you? forgive me for asking, and you don’t have to answer if you don’t want to - but which animal are you? ‘ 

Kagura is just gonna come and hug Kisa and Momiji.

Momijis cheering "uwaaaaah ka-chaaan!" While jumping around as kisa blushes and clings to kagura saying "h-hiya kagura-nee!" lol they missed their big sister Ｏ(≧∇≦)Ｏ❤

His hand against her head was comforting, but his answer confused her greatly. Kisa's 'god'... Could akito really be seen as loving... The bond made them inherently lobe akito more than anything, but the bond made them fear akito just as much in the same breath... Let alone akito's terrifyingly brutal temper...

"I...I'm glad Mr. Father priest sir... I'm glad that your god is kind to y-you... My god... I'll be stuck by the side of my god... F-forever... I... Was born into the bond...s-so I cant go against it... The bond... Its everything to us... But... I'm glad that you dont have t-to suffer from a cruel god like us... Some one as kind as you... I hope y-your god shows you nothing but kindness... Maybe one day... This curse... Will break... And all of us... Maybe well be free...?"

Abels comforting presence overwhelmed kisa as she began speaking, mostly to herself as she used abel as an earpiece to her heart. She spoke crypltically without meaning to confuse him, despite that very likely being the case... But the tiger couldnt help but wonder if him or his god really did have any thing they could use to free themselves from akito... "Mr father priest sir? Do... Do you know of anyways to break a curse?"

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She giggled “thank you s-sir! I find your hair ver-very beautiful too! It reminds me of one of my cousins… It seems as though y-you could pass for a member of our family hehe” the tiger continued to listen intently to the silver haired priest, his words settling against her heart and warming her from the inside out… Such a warm man, much like tohru, the red head wondered if she truly would continue to meet such kind hearted people throughout her life. Even with just these two outsiders accepting her In the slightest ways… The sohma child was ready to cry out in happiness.

“Ooh i see, japan has lotsa shrines and s-stuff we visit different ones on school trips and they’re so-some of the prettiest sight j-japan has to offer uhmm….mr. Father priest sir? W-would it be okay… To ask you a question… About god while youre on vacation… I dont want to bother you…”

“What bi-binds you to your god? I-is it f-f-ear… Why d-did you choose to spend your life attatched to your god’s side… Isnt that… Such an isolating way to live… W… What happens if your god becomes mean… If your god… Wont let you free? W-would you accept that kind of life Mr. Father priest sir?”

             ❝  You have very distinctive red hair.  I like it.  You’re very precious.  ❞    Abel said, reaching a gloved hand out to gently place it upon the child’s head.  Even her stutter is cute,  though that was probably a symptom of some underlying issue,  which brought a twinkling of concern to his blue-grey hues.  Though,  it was hidden behind a kind smile.  Abel presented himself as a friend,  and an adult figure that he hoped Kisa would confide in.  Which was perfect considering her next questions,  which brought a puzzling head tilt,  and one thoughtful gloved finger to his lips in thought.

                     ❝  I’m not bound to my god…  God is loving,  at least the god that I, as a priest,  serve.  He would never force someone to love him.  It’s about choice.  Why?  Is there someone out there who makes you feel trapped,  little one?  You can tell me.  As a priest, whatever you say it between you, me, and the christian god.  ❞

As the song ended momiji was left in a state of euphoria and woe, the melancholy of a song never being listened to in the same capacity, creating a beautiful memory each time that could never again be recreated in the same way. Had momiji been alone maybe this would have been enough to push him ober the edge and let his tears flow after such a long day. The last thing he needed to let his emotions fall freely, but angels voice brought him back to reality, pulling him free of the purgatory the ending of his music could put him through.

"Hehe thanks! Ive been playing since I was a kid, theres nothing I love more on a bad day than playing my violin, buuuuuuuut now its time to show me your sketchbook ~ I wanna see whatcha were drawing when I fell from the bushes haha"

The Fated Forest Meeting

{ @a-girl-named-angel }

Thick forests were good to get lost in. For minutes, hours, days… If he was lucky maybe even a week… The unloved sohma had learned this long ago after how clear akito had made his dislike of the rabbit out to be. Abandoned by his mother… His father… And even the god who only fed him lies of love through the promise of an eternal bond. And after hard days of that promise being carved into him… Momiji had to get away for aslong as he could… His violin case swinging in one hand and the other desperatley pushing away the foliage away from his face as he dashed into the heavily wooded area.

It wasnt until he saw a house in the distabce that he even imagined anyone else would be out there with him… And the thought made him feel something he hadnt in who knew how long… Excitement… He followed whatever faded path he thought he could see until it led him to a large sturdy tree… With a girl sketching away without a care in the world as an accessory… Carefully, as to not startle her like a deer, he made his through the bushes to get to where she sat… And he planned to suavely introduce himself, mysterious and charmingly, the way a dishevled stranger should… But any chance of that happening was thrown out the window as the rabbit fell face first over a vine that caught his leg directly in front of the captivating girl.

“Uhm…well… Hi!”