#v ; saniwa ; yuichi

[melancholicblossom]

13 (for Souza, re: yuichi + taikyuu :3c )

Dear Diary ...

13.     entry made featuring mention of (sender’s) muse. 

[10 February, 2205] I'm not sure if I want to even be writing this. What if Saniwa-san finds it and disassembles me? Not that they would; Yuichi-san is a bit of a pushover. I can tell. This citadel I've been summoned to, it's such a strange place. I can tell that none of my brothers are here yet. Am I the only one?

Whatever. I'm not here to be friends with anyone. Isn't that Ookurikara's line? I'm co-opting it. Saniwa-sama seemed happy to have me in their collection, something about 'the esteemed Samonji line,' or whatever. It's good to know that I'm just another sword for them to collect, just another danshi to add to their pile. But Yuichi-san doesn't seem like the type to want to rule the world, at least.

[12 December, 2205]

What's with that loudmouth that Yuichi summoned today? Taikyuu Yasusada, I think his name is. I don't know, all I heard was shouting in the courtyard. Day one and he's making enemies? What's his damage? It's not like we're all here to get along, I guess. I'm going to do my best to avoid confrontation, but that feels impossible when I consider that Saniwa-sama will probably put us together on field duty or something.

Yasusada-san has brothers here, at least. I think. Is he related to Yamatanokami?

[citadelofroses]

[hand] (yuichi -> shizuka)

[ 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 ] :sender takes a hold of receiver's both hands.

Shizuka's eyes flicker over Yuichi's hands as the Saniwa holds them, his usually slitted pupils forming into little hearts. The Saniwa is holding his hands?

The glee and giddiness is immediately evident on his face, as he blushes demurely, squeezing Yuichi's hands a little bit and smiling a little too widely. He's just excited, and he's not sure how else to express himself! His large hands sit daintily in Yuichi's.

"What's the occasion, Sani-wa-sama?"

[citadelofroses]

His nails curl over the cup he's holding as he listens, clicking lightly against the mug.

"Ueh?"

Caramel creamer, sugar, caramel sauce ... he feels a bit spoiled, and it makes him blush softly. Not that there's anything to blush over; Shizukagata is just a bit easily embarrassed by ... basic kindness. He follows along, watching Yuichi carefully, not wanting to miss a step just in case.

If Heshikiri saw how they were drinking this coffee he would weep. As for now, he starts making the concoction, eager to taste it.

"Is this how you always drink it?"

"Thank you."

Yuichi had intended to come in here and fix the coffee himself for Shizukagata as perhaps a special treat, but... the touken danshi seems very eager to help. So... who is he to deny him?

"Yes, actually-- the most important parts aside from the coffee, I think..." He nods his head toward the fridge. "We need the milk, caramel sauce, and the caramel creamer."

Okay, well. They don't need the caramel creamer. But this is how Yuichi makes his own, and since Shizuka doesn't seem to be a fan of coffee's bitterness, he's getting some too. Hopefully the sugar doesn't affect the naginata too much.

[zantedeschia-praesul]

//when your friend is upsetti on your behalf that he literally pulls his hair up and walks up to the counter coz they got your order mixed up :v

pre-saniwa Saseki wears long vests and loose jackets to class so this is basically his standard art school getup ehek

bestie Yuichi belongs to @kowaindar0u :3

[melancholicblossom]

let's make it 3. 🍰 (Yuichi)

Send 🍰 for my muse to say something they like about yours!

Oh come on. She looks exasperated.

"Yuichi-san ... you um ..."

...

"You have nice hair. And I guess you're pretty patient."

[melancholicblossom]

😴 (Yuichi -> Mikazuki)

😴 - to fall asleep on your muse .

"Aruji ..." Mikazuki makes sure that Yuichi is comfortable on his lap, making a 'shh' motion to anyone who comes into the Saniwa's quarters. The attendant's job is to look after their master, and to him, this is no different. It's perfectly fine to nap once in a while; He certainly does on Kogitsunemaru's fluffy mane of hair.

[citadelofroses]

Shizukagata's lips curl into a saccharine little smile over his fangs, which of course, aren't just for show ... r-right? Whatever the Naginata is thinking, it can't be anything GOOD. A low purr leaves his throat, like a large cat rumbling in satisfaction. How he makes that noise is anyone's guess.

"I mean it ~"

"You know how people get cuteness aggression, Saniwa-sama?"

He releases Yui's hands to tap against his own cheek with his painted black, sharp nails.

"That's what I feel when I look at you. Ehehe!"

"Sorry, it might sound weird, or something ... but that's just how I feel."

"There's nothing better than biting someone you hold dear!"

That isn't true and he knows it.

Yuichi gently-- as much as he can with the naginata pressing them-- cups Shizuka's cheeks, finding himself elated at how happy he feels he's making the touken danshi before him.

And then-- oh...

Yuichi's not sure he's ever felt so... small. Not in a bad way, of course, and not in a surprising way, exactly. He has been this height since he was a pre-teen, and Shizukagata has been his height since manifesting. But he finds his eyes flicking downward and then trailing up, as if now taking in the other's full figure and size.

And then, of course, there's that second part.

"It... does?"

Surely... surely a touken danshi of this citadel wouldn't bite the likes of their saniwa, would they?

His own cheeks tinge even more pink, but he doesn't move away. The look on Shizuka's face is so sweet, he can't find the remark anything but... flattering, endearing...

"... Thank you," he replies softly. "I've... never quite been told that before."

[citadelofroses]

"Oh, um, but ..."

But her limited edition SSRS!!!!!

"I guess I can wait ... they're pretty generous with their summer rewards ..."

"Oh... Oh, wait, no--"

That's... That's not what he meant. She said 'free pull' right? He swears it...

"That sounds like it costs money... Maybe... Maybe you should wait? Or talk it over with your men... Or maybe take a break...?"

[melancholicblossom]

"i suppose it can't be helped. all i can really do is wait, huh ..."

of all the people in the citadel, the Saniwa is the one he wants to hang around the least, but ... it would be rude to say no.

"sure, sure. i'm not terribly interesting, though... just another toudan in your care, and whatnot."

"Ah..." Yuichi purses his lips for a moment. He knows the answer isn't the most immediately reassuring, but... honesty is best in cases like these, he thinks. "It's... hard to say. They are currently keeping watch for the enemy to make a move, and they seem to be taking their sweet time. But... I do believe once it happens it won't be long before they make their way home." Then, after a beat. "Would you like some company?"

[melancholicblossom]

"Good morning, Aruji."

His voice is soft and gentle when he addresses the Saniwa, brushing the hair from his face and patting his back when he rises. Mikazuki is used to mother hen-ing them by now, though he's leagues nicer about it than say, Souza Samonji might be.

"There's no harm in taking a break. You worked hard yesterday. You're allowed to indulge in the feasts of life."

[ with @melancholicblossom | from here ]

It's not exactly unheard of for Yuichi to find himself tired during the day, or take naps, but it is a bit more rare for him to just... doze off like this.

Yesterday was a long day, full of research, planning, and dispatching, and the night was a long one of worry, just in general, about the units away on mission/expedition. Sleep didn't come until the early hours of the morning.

So... with Mikazuki graciously allowing him, it's a while before he stirs from his admittedly comfortable dozing.

"Mmm..." His eyes open slowly, but then he quickly sits up, clearly a little disoriented. "Wh..."

Ah... Mikazuki. Their tea, Yuichi's cup still half-drank on the table. Right.

"Sorry. I..." Yuichi rubs at his eyes, hoping to clear some of the bleariness. "I'm just... dead tired today. But," he then draws in a breath and straightens himself, as if that will provide him with more energy. It won't. "I'm fine. Where were we?"

[citadelofroses]

".................................... Mikazuki can we --"

"Atsuko-chan, the budget ..."

"Aww!"

"... will be fine. We'll simply make it work."

"Wrestling alts?! I'm SO IN!"

[citadelofroses]

For Aruji ... FOR ARUJI!!!

...

The spider jumps, true to Yuichi's word, and goes skittering across the floor. Hasebe gives chase into the hallway, and eventually, the crafty thing gets away into the outdoors.

"I failed ... Aruji ..."

"You have to dismanlte me."

"That's it. Your days are numbered."

He says, pointing a can of bug spray at a spider. Who will win? Take your bets now ...

[melancholicblossom]

"do-do-do-do-do ... if i have to suffer with listening to sayo repeat it all night, so do you."

"baby shark, as the kids say."

[citadelofroses]

Shizukagata reaches the sugar with ease, wrapping one large hand around it and then gently plonking it onto the counter. There are perks to being big, it thinks, nodding to itself. It meant that he could help out his dearest Saniwa-sama, and really, what else mattered?

"Anything ... else?" He asks with a tilt of his head, regarding Yuichi like he's receiving the most important orders of his life. It's just coffee, though. Shizukagata knows this, and yet, he can't stop himself from giving the Saniwa his rapt attention.

"Ueue ..."

Yes I did, Yuichi thinks affectionately. If it makes you this happy.

He watches the naginata with a smile, and once he's scooped in enough coffee, he points to the top flap on the coffee pot. "Now we just close the lid, and press that button--" he points to said button. "--and then we wait. We're doing a single drink's worth, though, so it should only take a few minutes."

But, why simply sit there?

"Though we could start gathering the rest of the stuff. Let's see."

Yuichi opens one of the top cabinets, going for the sugar. It's quite high, though. Normally, he'd use a stepstool, but...

"Ah, Shizukagata," he steps aside. "We need the sugar, but I can't reach it. Could you get it down while I get the rest from the fridge?"

[citadelofroses]

Shizuka brightens up considerably, clapping his hands together and rocking on his heels. "Saniwa-sama! You didn't have to humor me like thaaat ... ehehe." ♡

All things considered though, Shizuka does look much happier. He takes the coffee scoop and pours out the portions, looking down to Yuichi for further instructions.

He looks expectant, like Yuichi should pat his head and say good boy. Not that he would.

"Hey!"

Yuichi turns, smiling, until he sees Shizukagata look a little crestfallen. He looks from him and back to the scoop of coffee in his hand.

"Oh--! No, no, come on over here," he insists, stepping aside. "I didn't know you'd wanted to help, I would've waited until you got here, I'm sorry," he explains. He motions for Shizuka to come over, holding the little scoop so he can take it. "But you got here pretty quick, I didn't get too far. This is decaf, so we'll make yours first! We need a few scoops of this, I've already got the water and a filter in."

Hopefully it's not too late for him to still enjoy it-- at least they'll have to do it again to make Yuichi's!

[citadelofroses]

"You're right, Sani-wa sama. It does make me very happy."

Perhaps ... a little too much. He squeezes Yuichi's hands and then presses them against his cheek, smiling ever so sweetly. The sage's hands are so tiny, and Shizukagata is very aware of this fact. The difference in height doesn't seem to bother him any.

"Hehehe ..."

"You're so little. It makes me want to bite you."

[ with @citadelofroses | from here ]

Yuichi can't help but smile himself at Shizuka's reaction, and he can't help but blush a little too. He has to admit-- he likes being affectionate in various ways with his touken danshi, but sometimes he finds himself unsure if or how much a given person might actually like the affection. But... he certainly doesn't have to worry about that with Shizukagata Naginata, which he loves-- and right now, that thought alone is enough for him to initiate perhaps his favorite, go-to touch or gesture.

"No occasion," he replies, returning the squeeze on the toudan's hands. The size difference in their hands doesn't hurt, either, he thinks. "I-I just... felt like holding them." The 'if that's alright' is unspoken, but the way he stops his sentence implies it. "And... it seems to make you happy."