#zantedeschiapraesul

[kowaindar0u]

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With Saseki busy taking time to prepare for his exhibition, Yuichi had decided to brace himself and do some grocery shopping for him. It's an odd thing, shopping for food when by now he's almost forgotten what a lot of it truly tastes like. Sometimes he gets tempted and tries some for himself, but at best, it tastes weird or bland; at worst, even a taste makes him sick-- all of this, of course, with the exception of tasting through blood.

But he knows what Saseki usually gets, and he tries to be mindful of what in the kitchen is low, most often so he can bring it home from work.

The shopping was done, and he'd made it back to the apartment and started putting everything away. But as he pulled out the bag of rice from the bottom of the sack, the sound of grains landing on the table had him zeroing in. There had been a hole in the bag, and now, about a third of the bag had spilled across the table... and every corner of his mind had set on counting each and every piece.

He's at 'one hundred and seventy-three' when he vaguely hears Saseki enter the apartment. 'One hundred and eighty-five' when he barely senses Saseki come into the kitchen, and 'one hundred and eighty-seven' when he feels Saseki's hands and lips on him.

He's so aware, but still, he can't stop, even to reciprocate or acknowledge his seemingly frisky boyfriend at his backside, nor the hand slipping under his skirt. He's almost in a trance, counting aloud under his breath as he moves each grain aside to its 'counted' pile.

"One hundred and eighty-eight... one hundred and eighty-nine..."

[nxmelessfighter]

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It was rare for Ookurikara to decide to go outside on a day off but he figured he needed the fresh air.

The park wasn't too far from his apartment, though he underestimated how crowded it would be. Finding an empty bench was practically impossible. While he would rather just stand somewhere else than sit next to someone, his earlier bad decision was catching up to him-- that is, eating a single piece of toast for breakfast (of course it was while Mitsutada wasn't home, Mitsutada would never let that slide if he was).

Ookurikara manages to find a more secluded area, though clearly someone else had the same idea. His light-headedness is winning over his aversion to strangers though, so he apologizes to the person sitting at the bench before taking a seat on the other end.

Except something about the stranger felt familiar. Had they met before?

Whatever. The man was kind enough to let him sit here in silence (the last thing Ookurikara needed was to be subjected to small talk). But then his own stomach betrays him with a growl.

He really should have had more for breakfast.

[incandescentia]

“Halt!” As the shrine maiden showed herself from her hiding place, a bow && its arrow were prepared to fire at will. Her gesture wasn't intended to outright attack, but simply as a warning towards the unknown warrior. Their attire appeared entirely as bizarre && outlandish as a kabukimono's to her, with an equally unfamiliar clan mon that adorned their robes. Who was exactly this person? She could only make some guesses for herself — perhaps they were an assailant or spy from another samurai clan? A sword was slung 'pon their hip, so it was clear that she wasn't dealing with some regular passingby peasant.

“Identify yourself before you pass. Are you an ally or an enemy?”

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[citadelofroses]

(@zantedeschia-praesul) "Your eyes… they're mesmerizing." 💋 (for Mikazuki, but I'll let you pick which muse teehee)

The moon is full when Izuminokami tells him that his eyes are mesmerizing. Mikazuki's gaze turns to the young man slowly, a warm, but sad smile on his face.

"Why thank you, Kanesada-kun. Ha ha, would you believe me if I said that the crescent moons in them reflect the phases of the moon ever so slightly?"

Oh, but ... isn't he close? Mikazuki's eyes flicker over his form and he wonders briefly if the younger sword is teasing him, especially when he presses his mouth against his cheek. Mikazuki's sleeve raises to his mouth, and he laughs, soft and sweet as ever.

"You'll get in my good graces if you keep doing that."

[kowaindar0u]

Yuichi draws in a breath, and lets it out in a his own quiet groan, biting at his bottom lip as his lovers' sounds of release echo from both sides.

With a sigh, one arm now reaches around Nagasone's waist to pull him close, more than happy to have him lean on him if he wants. He presses a kiss to his shoulder before turning his head to gaze at Saseki, gently grazing along his cheek and temple with the backs of his fingers.

"You both deserve everything I can give you," he purrs softly. "More, really."

"Y-Yui--!" Saseki literally gasps, back beautifully arched as he gets even closer to his climax. "Swear to god I'm gonna--oh you're making me so--OHH~!!"

Nagasone--oh the man had gone so feral that he's reduced to moans and low growls, feeling himself at the very edge of pleasure.

Both lovers' moans and screams echo throughout their shared bedroom (oh they definitely need to soundproof it extra well next time), eventually driven to their climax. Saseki throws his head back in ecstasy as he reaches his peak, moaning his lover's name as his entire vision clouded--he swears he's seeing stars and an entire galaxy right then and there. Nagasone buckles forward and grips on the sheets as he lets out a growl of satisfaction, almost oblivious of the mess they end up making.

Oh he can't--they both are so overwhelmed that it takes a lot for Nagasone to not collapse against Yuichi's smaller frame (despite the vampire's innate strength). But by then, Saseki had fallen back on the bed next to Yuichi, exhausted, spent, and thoroughly blissed out.

"Ooooh…." Saseki only manages a long, soft moan; damn his vampire boyfriend is good.

Their taller partner can only give a weak chuckle, equally spent and happy but still manages to stay seated (somehow). "Damn…you're so good to us, Yui…too good~"

[kowaindar0u]

[ continuing from here | @zantedeschia-praesul ]

After the Awataguchi's performance (and some others, which eventually devolved into some very lively karaoke), Yuichi and Kogitsunemaru walked their guests back to their room (complete with "please, don't hesitate to wake me up if you need something" and "join us in the dining hall in the morning!") and then each retreated to their own respective rooms to get some sleep after the long day.

Yuichi slept much easier than he had the few nights before. The antsy excitement and anxiety of meeting and hosting someone new was gone, and in its place the relief and pleasant surprise of indeed a new friend.

He rose early, though, and made sure to join Kasen in the kitchen to prepare a breakfast and tea for himself and Saseki to share-- much to Kasen's delight.

However, through the preparations, the ambient shhhhhhhhhh of the rain outside gradually grew fainter and fainter, until suddenly... It was quiet, save for just a few faint 'tap.....tap.......tap....' every so often.

Yuichi looked up from the broccoli he was chopping, and out the window. The rain seemed to have reduced to just a sprinkling, and the dreary gray that usually cloaked the citadel was brightening, just so.

"Oh," he smiled, then looking to Kasen, Shokudaikiri, and Ookurikara who had come to prepare breakfast together. "I think Saseki-san's gift has been saving its power for today..."

After a quick moment of contemplation, Yuichi set his knife and broccoli down and stood up. "Excuse me, guys. I'll be back shortly."

And indeed, he was back, after a few moments of checking and talking with Konnosuke.

"Once we're done with breakfast, you guys take the day off. I'll let everyone else know too, when it's time to eat-- I think everyone deserves a chance to enjoy the day, hm?"

"Oh? Are you sure, aruji?" Shokudaikiri inquired. "What about lunch and dinner? I don't mind, really--"

Yuichi raised a hand to pause him. "I've just checked our expenses, and we've been doing pretty decently on our spending for the most part. We have some money to play with, including enough to order something delivered... If you like, you can help me sort that out later, but I want you to get out of the kitchen and relax or have fun, okay?"

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By the time everyone is in the dining hall, the sun is out in full, with only a few drip-drops scattering about. ("A fox wedding~," Kogitsunemaru remarks fondly.) Yuichi announces to everyone that today shall be a free day-- no chores, no field work, just... a day to enjoy the sun.

With his breakfast, he makes to meet with Saseki.

[kowaindar0u]

[ with @zantedeschia-praesul / continuing from here ]

"Hi," Fudou greets as Izuminokami notices him, and moves to walk in step with the uchigatana-- though he doesn't quite keep pace with his longer strides. "I'm alright!" he replies, a little slurred as per usual, but in decent spirits. "Where're you goin'?"

[kowaindar0u]

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This may be the most gutsy thing Yuichi has ever done.

He's been harboring something of a crush on Saseki for... well he's not sure how long now. Any time they go anywhere, even just a walk around one of their citadels, Yuichi just feels like some kind of ditzy lovesick puppy following him around.

He... can't be sure, since feeling like this is a first for him, but... all that said, he does think it's more than a crush. They have a bond, a strong one-- and so, even if his romantic feelings had been one-sided, he would have still loved being by his side.

But Saseki had just confessed, rather suddenly, and Yuichi had leaned over to softly press his lips to his.

And now they're kissing, and Yuichi feels ever-so-slightly like he might pass out, and his heart pounds in his chest, enough that in any other situation he'd be probably trying and failing to do some breathing exercise to calm down...

But... it's... a good anxiety, so instead, he finds Saseki's hand and gives it a small squeeze.

He pulls away just a little at first, remaining just an inch away for a few moments before slowly leaning back. He's not sure where to look now, so his eyes dart from Saseki to various points around the room, and then finally settle on their hands.

"I... hope I understood correctly...?"

[kowaindar0u]

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"I know I did," Yuichi agrees wholeheartedly. He knows Kashuu takes good care of his appearance and the way he presents himself, but he still somehow manages to make it seem so effortless. He admires him, sure, and also almost envies him-- Yuichi could put in the work if he wanted, but he still wouldn't have a good sense of what to do with said work. None of it comes natural to him.

"O-Oh," he smiles, though his cheeks tint a shy pink. "Thank you..."

He's not sure if he should ask what Kashuu has planned or just let him do his thing. If this were a time where Kashuu or another touken danshi (let's be real, it's usually Midare) wanted to just dress him up or make him over for fun, he would honestly be perfectly fine, if not a bit awkward, to let them do what they wished with him. But... he'd come to Kashuu specifically seeking out help this time.

He'd found himself realizing that while this wasn't his first... 'outing' with Nagasone to their private garden area, this upcoming time would be their first planned excursion there together-- essentially their first date, in his mind at least.

And so, contrary to how much he's looking forward to simply being blissfully there with Nagasone, he finds himself a little nervous about preparing for it. So... this is important to him.

"...What did you have in mind?"

[kowaindar0u]

[ @zantedeschia-praesul ]

Yuichi's first Konnosuke, who has been with him since he first came to even be saniwa, is being reassigned. He's known the whole time that the kudagitsune rotate their posts, but still, he's a bit emotional about the whole ordeal. This Konnosuke has been with him through this all, and he's grown attached... so, he wants to make sure his next saniwa takes good care of him-- not that there's any reason to think otherwise, but still-- and he's put it in a letter to arrive with Konnosuke to his next honmaru:

Hello, Fellow Saniwa,

I hope this letter finds you well.

I would like to express my earnest hope and gratitude, for both you and Konnosuke who is arriving to your honmaru. He has been an immense support for me in the past several months since I have been appointed by the Government of the Time. He is attentive and diligent, and exercised great patience with me. I am almost heartbroken to see him go, however, I know he will continue to serve you well as he did for me, and I am happy to give him the opportunity.

I only ask that you treat him well and take good care of him. It isn't that I anticipate you would do any differently, I just would be remiss if I didn't implore you to do so.

I wish you and Konnosuke well. Rest assured you are in good paws.

Signed

Yuichi

P.S. - He especially loves his tofu stuffed with shrimp. Please treat him to it once in a while.

He includes his contact information as well as his honmaru's designation, and sends it with the rotation papers.

[kowaindar0u]

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Nocturnal or no, Yuichi has never been a 'morning' person. He sleeps so heavily, and waking up is so hard...

Both of those factors only increase when he's snuggled up with a boyfriend or two (and perhaps even more after certain activities).

His eyes scrunch up a little at the kiss to his cheek, and the arms around Saseki's middle tighten some to pull them closer together.

After an ungraceful moment of half-awake untangling his foot from the blankets, he finally hooks a leg over Saseki's as a further silent protest to him getting out of bed. Saseki is so warm and he's so comfortable and content...

"Don't leeeave meee..."

A pitiful sentence, the sleepy pout evident in his voice as he presses his cheek against Saseki's shoulder.

[kowaindar0u]

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Taikyuu's amethyst eyes stay locked on to Yamatonokami, applying a silent pressure that clearly seems to work. They flick away for a brief moment, though as his brother admits he's worried he'd be upset. He feels bad, but... well, he can't blame him.

But he's still, and while his expression is intense, it's more of curiosity and concern. If Yamatonokami, of all people, keeps a secret... he's got his reasons.

He reaches over to pick up one of the ends of the cloth.

"You know not much scares me," Taikyuu insists, though his tone is much less bragging, and more so hoping to be reassuring. "Tell me."

[kowaindar0u]

🌟 Sengou 🖤 Yuichi :3c

[ Force my Muse to Spill their Secrets ]

🌟- For a secret wish or desire of theirs

I suppose depending on who you are in his life this might be less secret, but Sengo wishes to go back and spend more time with Nobuyasu. If you had told Sengo before that mission that he would have taken part in raising a child he would probably not have believed you, let alone telling him he'd get attached. He wishes he would have spent more time with the boy, and perhaps that he could have known sooner that he hadn't actually been killed. It would've saved him some pain through those years between then and meeting Gohei.

🖤- For something they secretly wish they could do with your muse

hMMM ... Why is my first thought that he wants to play Resident Evil (2, 7, or 8 probably) with Nagasone-- partly to share some of his favorite stuff but also because maybe it'd be less scary with him there HAHA,, but he's a little shy about his gaming cause he gets animated when he plays stuff

I also think part of him sometimes wishes he could talk about his life before he became saniwa-- and really the only thing stopping him is himself -- but he just thinks it's probably best that he doesn't.

[nxmelessfighter]

#3, Nagasone -> Hana ehek

@zantedeschia-praesul

3. Attempting to kill a spider, and failing.

"NAGASONE-SAN!"

Hana is standing on top of her chair, shakily pointing to something moving on the wall by the door.

[kowaindar0u]

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Oh, man...

As Kashuu leaves them alone, Yuichi doesn't know the last time he's felt this...shy, just standing and looking at someone-- and normally, he'd be averting his eyes, just from being overwhelmed, but well... Nagasone just looks so handsome, he doesn't actually want to look away.

"You... You look really nice," he finally says, slowly snapping out of his slight daze of being almost starstruck. He moves closer and gently takes Nagasone's hand in his, with the umbrella still in his free hand, and lifts the hand to press a soft and almost polite kiss to his knuckles. Though the gesture maybe seems subdued, his eyes are definitely smiling.

He is a bit flustered, and everything he's doing feels like it's in slow motion, but... he doesn't mind.

"Shall we walk?"

[kowaindar0u]

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It's that dream again. He has it somewhat often, but today it's seemed to linger more strongly with him. It's hard for him to pinpoint why exactly-- it's a great dream, enthralling even, save for the murky vagueness of the spear he knows he was close to for so long. Perhaps it's less the dream itself and more the fact he'd had to wake up from it.

Either way, he's snappish and irritable today to a higher degree than usual, and so he's been trying to stay by himself as much as possible.

That night, after he expected most others to be done there, he had taken a rather long shower, using the time to try and relax and just let go of some of his tension. He's particular about his appearance, after all, and putting in extra steps tonight should've been a good way to re-center himself.

Instead, he just felt kind of... sad.

He'd changed into his night clothes and sat down against the wall, under the impression he'd be unbothered here at this hour.

He'd been wrong, of course. An encounter with Izuminokami in which Taikyuu's efforts to repel him have failed.

"I wish you would," he retorts, though the bite in his words is weak. "I would much rather be alone than sit here with you." He tries to make it sound like a personal dig at the uchigatana-- mostly just to try and shoo him off than actual malice.