#isolatedgod

It started as a cough that wouldn't leave. Some people noticed, but most people brushed it off. After all, Hatsuharu, the ox of the zodiac, was /stupid/. He was known for getting caught in the rain, for getting lost and not remembering where he was...this was obviously just a result of him being /stupid/ yet again.

So what if he was a little pale? So what if he seemed tired and sluggish? So what if the other zodiac members were looking at him with worry every single moment he was with them? So what?

There was nothing to worry about.

Until--

He collapsed, blood dripping from his lips and a rattling cough that shook his entire form. Word had of course spread through the main estate, not out of worry, but out of curiosity, out of /spite/.

"Did you hear? The ox is sick."

"I wonder if he'll die."

The maids whispered among themselves, but Haru paid them no mind, sitting in a garden at the main house for some fresh air. Hatori didn't like to let him out much since he'd collapsed, but...

He needed this. Needed to not be stifled. It felt like he was slowly losing his mind, little by little, from the physical pain, from the way his blood felt like it was hot and cold at the same time.

Something was definitely wrong.

I do everything for you, and it’s like I don’t even exist to you! ( @ hatori )

@isolatedgod​

She had taken Kana away from him. His light, the one good thing he had found in this curse and she had taken her away.

And now she was demanding attention? Really?

"If you want to exist in my eyes..." He paused. "Then take a good long look at your methods."

this isn’t going to end well, and yuki knows it.

Yuki found himself in a rage that couldn't be so easily allayed. The look on Tohru's face, and the confession she'd made to him-- that she'd seriously gone on the Sohma's main property. That she'd spoken to Akito. She wouldn't go past that point. Wouldn't tell him the extent of what Akito said to her. Still, it hadn't been difficult to see that it'd upset her, despite the smile she would use to press on and continue like it was normal. 

Fear was encompassing his entire being, but he had to do something. He wouldn’t just sit by and let Akito treat her like that.

Just being there made his hands tremble mildly, the anxiety and terror refusing to leave him despite his purpose, despite the fact that all of this was for her.

               ❝ i know... i’m late... ❞ the sun had already begun to set, casting a hellish glow about the room, just about shrouding the fragile figure in shadow. ❝ i lost at rock, paper, scissors and had to clean the classroom today. ❞ 

                  silently, he stood, book bag in one hand and small plastic bag in the other. ❝ i stopped on my way back. i was in the mood for some cake... you’re welcome to some of mine if you want... ❞