Souji sipped on the alcohol while eying the rest of the entertainers, Asuya, the poet sat down alongside the row of geisha position in front of the said instruments. The room became quiet just then, the first struck from the chord announces the introduction of mythology. He wasn't a fan for fairytales but cit short of his thinking upon catching sight of Chizuru, as well as, his companion beside him.
"Narumi, pour a drink for me," Souji nudges the oddly silent female.
On cue, pale hands reaching out to grasp the jar and sloshing the reddish liquid onto the cup. Souji heartily consumed the liquor but not as much as Hajime, who has a glowed countenance. The male chuckles beneath his breath. Asuya's melodious voice draws in his focus onto the youngster, a gifted writer.
"Narumi," Souji urges the figure once again, he was unaware of her rattled emotions.
"The title to the first poet is "O Beloved"," Asuya announces to his attentive audience.
O beloved
You walk with grace
Plum blossoms blooming
The shrine you build with your gentle hands
O beloved
The graceful movements
Your fingertips reach up to the Heavens
O beloved
The radiant sunlight illuminates on my darling
Grass blades quiver on her naked feet, oh I am enchanted by the flutter of her fan and her dainty hands
O Beloved, I am forever mesmerized by you
A soft gasped emitted by Narumi, he peered at the face hidden by the veil and turned to pay attention to the author, he's expression forlorn perhaps, marveling at his ancestor's past. Without asking to, the woman poured another round of sake for him. Souji spied Narumi's hands trembling ever so slightly.
"Elegantly written," Kondo nodded his once in appreciation.
The next one is "Wisteria Bloom"," Asuya's calm vocal hums across the quarter.
The wide landscape became a river of Amethyst; my fervent eyes washed by Nature's splendour, I seek out the one person who has given me both Heaven and Earth
Every step of the way, my path was covered in Wisteria one by one, they flutter towards me
My sensitive nose seeks out the fresh, dewy fragrance when I paused to admire a picturesque backdrop the image etched into my brain
A Celestial Maiden stands majestically on the red bridge; her eyes glimmer with childlike delight admiring the deep tomes, her powers glittering from the tips of her feminine fingers
Your love for me takes my breath away
Wisteria season has arrived alongside a newfound hope; a river of Amethyst petals gliding across my countenance in a whisper of a caress
On cue, she glances at me as if Narumi heard my sigh of contentment her smile puts a stop to my heart before it beats in double rhythm
How can I survive without her standing by my side?
A reminiscent sensation brought on by the Wisteria Bloom, I watch my beloved stroll neath the seasonal flowers while my heart sang with praises
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Cursed - A Hakuouki Fan Fiction
FanfictionOkita Souji x OC She was a myth; a legend. A deity once cursed by the Gods to walk amongst the living bearing the burden of agony, her depressing cries were heard by folks in the middle of the night longing for her human lover. The faint sound eerie...
