Hello, it's Tsukiko again! I'm feeling a bit masochistic and depressed right now, so I'm doing this morbid story.
Sorry if this pisses anybody off...I'm just feeling a bit down right now...
Tohru Honda, the rice ball of the pack. She's a very kind girl that helps everyone without a care for herself. That's why she simply died of old age.
Ahh...the zodiac rat. Poor boy was beaten and abused by Akito for merciless years of his young life. He was always polite and kind to everybody. He stuck with Tohru till the very end of his life. That why when he pushed Tohru out of the street and away from the incoming car, he didn't car that his life was over.
The cat. Always a misfit. The only respect he got was from Tohru. Now that she was dead, he didn't see a point to living if he couldn't protect his love. He hung himself, gladly willing to join her in the afterlife. Without a regret, the zodiac cat was dead.
The year of the dog, the most admirable human qualities to possess. He was a popular novelist who gained popularity over the years. When he was at his book release, he didn't notice the assassin in the crowd. Shigure died that day, shot in the chest, as a result of jealousy. Another novelist killed him right in front of his family.
The ever vigilant Sohma family doctor and year of the dragon. He was a smart man, the follower of his father, the former doctor. If he really knew what he was getting himself into, he wouldn't have been smoking. He was diagnosed with lung cancer. He died a few months later, surrounded by his family in the hospital. The poor man who took care of everybody before was now dead of his own accord. Indirect suicide: smoking.
Snake. His flamboyant personality cost him his dear life. The poor clothing designer was pulled into a web of deceit. One lonely night, he was pulled from his shop, raped and left for dead in an alleyway. To make matters worse, his beloved family never found his body. Ayame died without any happiness that night.
I'm so sorry about how bad this turned out. I'm just not in the mood for happiness.
It's alright people: you can flame me in a review. It won't help my current state of depression, but if it will make you happy, by all means, go ahead and give me your worst.