Authors note: Hopefully you guys like this type of writing format, I was and still at a little bit of a loss how to format Sora's past into the actual story. Like it's important for showing her relationships with the other characters and explaining how it shaped her to be the type of person she is now but I don't want it to take over the whole story. It still might be the main focus in these first couple chapters but i'll try my best to blend it smoothly into the current time.

Songs I was listening to well I wrote a lot of this chapter: The bones- Maren Morris. Mothers daughter- Miley cyrus. Dangerous Night- 30 seconds to MArs.


Dark eyes glazed over the melancholy man who was perched over his daughter's crib, talking softly to the nearly asleep toddler. Probably telling her about how the zodiac curse came to be again, it was never-ending with him and that damn story. Leaning against the door frame Ren scowled darkly. How dare his own wife to have to wait to get even an ounce of attention, especially after she made tea and everything. What made that kid so important?

"When are you going to tell that woman?" With her patience worn down Ren interrupted their precious little story, placing the tea she made on a bed side table beside him.

Standing up Akira placed a kiss on his beautiful daughter's forehead, saying one last goodnight to her. Picking up his tea he made his way over to his wife, leading her out of the room with him and sliding the door shut.

"It takes time dear. She just lost her father, heavy news such as this would not be a good idea to bring up whilst she's still grieving." The God spoke low as they made their way down the hallway of the Honke, keeping their conversation away from prying ears.

The lithe woman's stomach burned with jealousy of the way he talked about that woman. Ren never liked the bitch. Although others were blind to it the way she lead her husband on, secretly trying to steal him away was obvious to the current God's wife. The brotherly friendship, the foxes daughter played it well but it was just an act. No, that woman schemed, and she schemed well.

Snorting loudly Ren turned into the large master bedroom, turning to her husband as he closed the door behind them. "As if that whore cared about her father, she didn't even bother telling him of his own daughter's pregnancy, she's just worried about what little she can scavenge for in the inheritance."

Sighing softly Akira ignored his wife's jealous tone and vicious words. "Even so, there are others whom are expecting as well, we can't be sure she's the one who's going to have the next zodiac. It's best we cross that bridge when we come to it."


Mari went into labor 2 months before her baby's due date, a telltale sign of a zodiac child.

Akira had convinced her to stay at the main house and give birth to the child under their family doctors supervision. Ronin had temporarily moved in with his soon to wife in her late father's home, It made things quite a bit easier for the two of them to finish sorting through his things.

The curse of the fox came as a surprise to everyone; nobody thought it had enough time to develop given it had been only 2 months since the last fox passed away. Most were expecting it to be one of the other pregnant Sohma family members who held the next cursed child or at the very least another zodiac animal developing inside Mari.

Nonetheless, this was all proven wrong once the child met the coldness of the outside world, her tiny body not being able to handle the shock of it all causing her to transform.

Sora Sohma; a tiny baby girl who came out giggling and cooing rather than crying, as if telling everyone in the room of her journey to the outside world quickly was replaced by that of a tiny reddish-blonde fox kit. Obviously, her parents were horrified by what had happened, speechless and gasping for air in worry that their child would be a fox forever, never mind how such a thing was actually possible. Nonetheless minutes later she transformed back to the human she was supposed to be, looking curiously between her hyperventilating parents and a very tired doctor whom was trying desperately to calm them down.

Akira took over telling little Sora's parents of the curse. From the beginning to the end they were silent, Mari looking distraught while her beloved's face held no emotions at all.

Ronin was the first to stand up, running a hand through his dark brown hair. "This is complete fucking bullshit, curses, and people that turn into animals naturally? That shit doesn't exist yet you people think this is normal? You all need help, from professionals, doctors or a team of scientists. You think I'm going to stand by and let this freak of nature family coerce my fiancé and daughter into their…their cult?"

"Get up Mari, let's go." Grasping a hand around his fiancé's forearm the tall male attempted to pull her up, being careful not to hurt the delicate newborn in her arms. It was still his child after all.

When she made no room to move he pulled a little harder, more desperate. "I said let's go!"

Now with the raised voices the newborn started to cry, a piercing sound that echoed through the room. If the yelling hadn't already reached the ears of the people inside the Honke the baby screaming at the top of her lungs definitely would have. Akira stood, eyeing the angered male cautiously.

"I understand how hard this must be for you but you need to calm down." Icy eyes glared into his dark grey ones. If looks could kill…

"Ronin stop... Please" The barely audible voice broke through the tension and piercing crying. Tears in Mari's hazel eyes finally began to pool over the edges, smearing her brown eyeliner and causing her mascara to trail down her pale skin. The slim woman paid no mind to that though, instead, she cuddled her child close, rocking her back and forth with her body.

Ronin stared down at his fiancé, marveling in her never-ending beauty. Even with black shit running down her cheeks she was a sight to behold, cuddling her child oh so protectively. She made a wonderful mother, truly. She didn't deserve this family, their deceit and secrets, she was too good for that. God, he hated these fucking people. Ronin couldn't stop his temper from flaring up even if wanted to.

"Are you choosing them over me?! The one who's been there for you through everything?! How can you be so forgiving of these people?! Seriously!?"

"They're my family! What do you want me to do?! They've been dealing with this for decades, they should know what to do by now at least! Do you think having scientists poke and prod at my child is the solution?! Ronin please, think logically! If this got out if the government..or the media became aware what do you think they'd do?"

Holding the baby even closer she placed Sora's head against her neck, closing her makeup covered eyes. Sobs escaped her parted lips, racking her whole ribcage in aching pain. "Do you think we.." Hiccup. "could handle the cons.." Sob. "..equences? We'd be ruined."

Icy blue eyes narrowed, trying to find fault in her terrified words. Unable to yell at his beloved in such a state he ran his hand through his hair once more. "Fine Mari, do what you think is necessary." Ronin spoke the last word as if it was venom leaving his lips. He needed to get out this suffocating room, away from the pain he had caused the mother of his child. Slamming the sliding door behind him as he exited the room, in search of the closest bottle of Sake to burry this night behind him.

3 sets of eyes watched the male on a warpath as he left the doctors room. Ronin could feel particular set burning holes in the back of his skull, turning only slightly he was able to catch calculating grey eyes. They belonged to that of a long-haired man, one he had never seen before leaning against a nearby wall to the room he had come from. Ronin could only guess the man must have been some sort of security guard, obviously strong with muscles showing even through the robes his Yukata and a katana at his side. Ronin was confrontational and a good fighter but he was also smart, smart enough to know that if he started a fight with this person in his current state things would more than likely end badly for him. The best-case scenario was him being thrown out the front gates of this prison they call an estate, not that he would mind that if he wasn't so aware of the fact Mari and their child wouldn't be with him.

Logic winning against anger Ronin continued on his path to the small house by the gate.

On the other end of the hallway 2 boys stood, curling around the wall enough to just see him as he walked away. Ever the nosy ones Shigure and Ayame always seemed to be where the action was. They tried to get Hatori to join of course but the dragon would have none of it, scolding his friends for spying on something that wasn't any of their business.

"So Hatori was right.." The snake of the zodiac whispered to his friend.

"Seems so.." The dog whispered back. Stern grey eyes of the dojo Sensai caught the black-haired boys own dark orbs. "We better go.."

Catching on quickly Ayame was the first to move, not wanting to risk a scolding. Shigure lingered for a moment though, only turning to leave once his friend tugged gently on his arm.

Inside the room Mari was still sobbing, a brotherly Akira wrapping his arms around the small woman, patting her head with his other hand. "Shhh, everything will be alright. He'll come around; it's always hard with parents when they find out, some more than others. I'm sure with time and some coasting he'll come to accept this."

"How did…" Sob. "dad.."Another, much more sorrow-filled sob left her gut "Handle this?"

Combing through Mari's wavy locks the God sighed. "Being a zodiac already your father knew what to expect when it came to his child. He had come to terms with the fact he could never hug his child if she was a girl. Instead, he found different ways to give you the best life he could. But he never wanted you to have to go through such a thing, none of us did. That's why your mother and him never told you, they hoped you'd never find out about the dirty secret this family held."

Somehow through her fuzzy screwed up mind, it all made sense to Mari. She couldn't remember a time where her father held her, mother instead took on that role. But he was still the best dad she could have asked for, doting on her with gifts, teaching her how to fish and play sports, helping her with all of her homework and there was never a moment he put anything above his child or his wife.

Standing up Akira held out his hands for the now sleeping little one in Mari's shaking arms. "May I?."

Looking down at her daughter she couldn't help but think how doll-like her little girl looked, eventually giving the infant over to the older male.

"She's truly a sight to behold isn't she? A spitting image of you."

Being friends for as long as they have Mari knew this was just his way of trying to make her feel better but still felt a flash of pride swell in her tired heart. "Thank you." The new mother sniffled out softly.

Placing the peaceful baby in the clean white crib Akira covered her with a light blue blanket. He had never seen such an easy-going newborn in his life, especially one that could fall asleep so quickly after being disturbed. Turning towards his childhood friend he handed her a tissue box and a wet cloth to clean off her face.

"Am I that much of a mess?" Mari said, wiping down her makeup stained face.

"Yes, I don't think I've seen you look worse." Akira didn't have much experience in joking around. "Honestly though, how are you feeling?"

Mari gave a pretend scowl. "Aren't you supposed to laugh when you tell a joke? And I'm really just tired. I'd kill for some rest but I'm scared."

The pale-haired god nodded in understanding, gently lifting the girl up and guiding her to the soft bed beside the cradle. "You need rest. I'll…" As he was about to speak a soft cough caught his words in his throat. This was Kazuma's signal for when Ren was coming.

"I need to take care of some things however Kazuma will be right outside if Sora so much as shifts he'll hear it. She's safe, trust me. I'll come and check on you two after alright?"

"It's fine, You've done so much already Akira. Spend some time with your wife and son and don't worry about us, I'll see you tomorrow." Mari swallowed the lump building in her throat slightly nervous knowing of the male outside. Had he heard the fighting? The crying?

"Are you sure?"

Loud fake snores answered his question. Always so childish. Giving one last look to both mother and daughter Akira exited the room, speaking quietly to the man.

"Keep watch of her please Kazuma, especially if her Fiancé returns." The long-haired male gave a knowing nod, eyes drifting behind the god and onto his wife.

"You missed dinner and your Son is looking for you." Ren said, lips sneering towards the door he had just come out of, knowing all too well who was inside of it.

Placing a kiss on his raven-haired beauty's lips he moved them to her forehead, kissing her temple. "Work truly never ends for the head of the Sohma household. I missed you my love."

Ren never could resist her husband, she adored that man with every depth of her soul; it's what made her so possessive knowing he was slipping away from her. Leaning into him she allowed him to lead her to their room, whispering sweet nothings in her ear.

Kazuma watched the two walk away, eyes barely focusing on their silhouettes as his thoughts drifted to the souls inside the room.


Sora's curse was a bit of a mystery, and as far as any of the Sohma's knew this was the first they had such a thing happen. In particular, it was her transforming that baffled everyone. When embraced by a non-cursed member of the opposite sex they were supposed to transform into their animal, it was the most complicated and obvious part of being a cursed zodiac. However, Sora did not. She still transformed other times such as getting too cold, being too tired, even getting too hyper but just not when hugged by a normal male. Speculations went on, rumors spread amongst those who knew of the zodiacs but nothing could be proven. Most either figured the curse wasn't given enough time to develop or this was the start of it weakening and starting to break.

All Zodiacs had to meet their god and Sora was no exception. With her mother holding her and her father trailing uncomfortably beside her they entered the God's room.

Akira told his daughter before of the little foxes birth, not that he really needed to for even at such a young age she already knew of the birth of another zodiac. The white-haired male told her stories of the previous foxes, how no two foxes were the same but had similar traits, such as their craftiness and tendency to wander. Many of the cursed foxes loved traveling but always returned, some even proudly bringing home gifts for their god. Curiously Akito asked her father what kind of fox Sora would be like, causing her stumped father to ponder for a moment. Eventually, he told her he wasn't sure, but that he'd like to see the two become good friends. Akira told the little girl something she heard every time she asked of the zodiacs, that Sora like all the other animals held a deep bond to Akito. He reiterated that because she was their god this bond was stronger than anything in this world, that it couldn't be broken no matter what.

This was a private meeting, only Akira, Akito and Sora's parents in the room. Ren, of course, held no interest in such a meeting. Annoyed that such a thing even had to happen. That child was always been put on a pedestal, like a spoiled princess meeting her loyal subjects. Sickening.

Akira picked his child up, holding her so that's he could see the baby in a teal blanket without the new mom having to bend down or kneel. Bright eyes caught the toddler's dark orbs in her own, staring at them with this strange look on her tiny face. It was hard to describe, a look of both mystification and confusion. Suddenly as if something had clicked within her brain, quicker than that of a coin dropping the little girl's eyes began to fill with tears. It wasn't long before a loud wail of a crying baby was heard through the walls of the Honke. This, in turn, caused the little one in Akira's arms to start crying as well, both parents trying desperately to soothe their children.

Through her crying a little arm belonging to Sora desperately reached out towards the dark-haired toddler, fingers wiggling through the air. Confused the parents brought the still crying infant and toddler back together. Once Sora's little hand reached her God's it was almost like she never started crying in the first place, cooing and giggling as her little hand wrapped around the fabric of Akito's shirt. Still sniffling Akito watched the little baby who happily gazed into her own orbs with its blue ones.

Akira was right; the bond these two displayed appeared completely inseparable.


"Last one, finished earlier than expected too!" Sora exclaimed, placing the brown ox stone right beside the still drying rat stone. The strawberry-blonde teen had woken up extra early, determined to finish her latest little art project before she had to go to class. She wasn't sure why she had chosen the zodiacs to paint on the rocks, her intentions were to practice painting them for art class and before she realized it the little animals had simply appeared on them.

"Aren't you missing two?" The black-haired male sitting at the end of the table peaked over his newspaper, eyeing the rocks curiously. Currently, it was only Shigure and Sora at the table, the eat was either still sleeping, or in the garden.

"I'll put the cat in there when he gets an attitude adjustment." Sora replied, standing up and moving her work into the sun to dry. She didn't hate Kyo. In fact, she had no problem with Kyo other than the fact he was such a dick to her. Ever since they were kids he never liked her, never to the extent of how much he hated Yuki but the distaste was still felt. Sora's guess was that he most likely held a grudge over the fact that she was still invited to the banquets and he wasn't. She couldn't blame him though; if the roles were reversed she'd be angry too.

Checking the time on her phone Sora jumped up. "Shit, It's already Seven!"

Running upstairs two at a time the fox ran to the room she was currently using, grabbing the giant purse she used as a book bag and double checking if she had everything. Satisfied the teen turned to the dark-framed mirror hanging on the wall. The makeup she used was trendy and natural, enough to enhance her natural features. Sora's hair, however, was a completely different story. The strawberry blonde mess of waves that hung just below her breasts annoyed her. No matter what the fox zodiac could do it was always windswept and never sitting correctly like it had a mind of its own. Desperately dragging the brush through it once more she let out a satisfied grunt. "That's gonna have to do."

Sora came back downstairs speeding past the table which the dog of the Zodiac still sat reading. "I'm off! Probably won't be home for dinner so don't wait up!"

Skipping dinner at Shigure's was not something to be missed, either they were fighting over which restaurant to go to or attempting to try their hand in the pigsty of a kitchen. In that case, you definitely didn't want to be around for that, each dish was more yikes than the last and Sora's food was probably the worst. She could admit that because she was a big girl who came to terms with the fact she'd never be skillful in the kitchen.

Shigure watched the short teen run down the path towards the city, late to something as usual. Briefly, the author wondered what it could be, it definitely wasn't class as Yuki wasn't even awake yet. Eyeing the little stone figurines sitting out to dry on the porch Shigure frowned, they all looked wholly too innocent to represent his family. Picking up his tea the dog took a sip. "Far too innocent."