Fruits Basket Isn't as Fruity as It Used to Be

What the frell is up with Akito being a girl? My vision of evil though feminine bastard with shonen-ai tendancies has been shattered. He is now a she. I just don't know how to react to this knowledge. I mean either way, he-she is still a bastard. But now I don't feel as creeped by his-her fawning over the Juunishi boys. And yet I'm still creeped… Such conflicting reactions.

And really, how many more gender surprises can we get in this series? Not that I'm complaining really. It's an awesome anime and an great manga series. I'm just very freaked about recent developments…

I just picked up some graphic novels on sale. The new Tsubasa is out! And it was incredibly cute as expected. I want more xxxHOLiC though…Picked up another manga called Aria. It doesn't have a whole lot in the way of interesting plot so far, but it's pretty and inspirational as far as exotic locales go. The main character really reminds me of Tohru though (which is fitting after my whole furuba thing up there).

I also watched the Here is Greenwood OVA yesterday, and it was a lot of fun—old school style. And Nuriko's voice actress played the character with a questionable gender…again. But I got all weepy because I didn't realize how much I missed Nuriko! Then I got all nostalgic about Fushigi Yuugi…and now I'm thinking about Twelve Kingdoms again. I WANT MORE!!! Spoilers ahead:There wasn't nearly enough of Keiki, King En or Enki. Not to mention the Tai folks . . . I really want to know what happened to poor King Tai and Taiki. Well, we know where Taiki is at least. But hot white-haired, red-eyed, dark-skinned Gyousou? Where or where is he? He better not be dead or someone's going to get a severe beating. Oh, and I forgot Rakushun. I missed him too. Need more . . .

So, basically, I'm suffering from a complex multi-directional obsession with a variety of anime and manga. And I'm not progressing on my fanfic. You can whack me over the head now. I don't know what my deal is, but I know that forcing myself to write only results in uninteresting, blah-ish drabble. It will flow when it flows.