Samurai 7 Fan Fiction ❯ Tell Me You Love Me ❯ Moonlight Introductions ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Himenokori 
The silent, the obnoxious and the clumsy, our players move into position...
Anime/Manga: Samurai 7 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Action / Hentai / Romance / Samurai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 07.06.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 238 | Status: Completed
The silent, the obnoxious and the clumsy, our players move into position...
Anime/Manga: Samurai 7 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Action / Hentai / Romance / Samurai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 07.06.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 238 | Status: Completed
Tell Me You Love Me 2
Chapter 2: Moonlight introductions
Kyuzo had a frown on his face as what appeared to be the entire village crowded around the bonfire. “Please, honored guests, allow me to introduce myself.” Rikichi stepped forward to clasp hands with the older man in his homespun pants and shirt. “I am Li, the chief of this village. Come to my home and rest. Then you can tell what news you bring.” Rikichi nodded his head walking dutifully behind the elder. Kyuzo waited until both men passed to follow after his red coat billowing in the chilled night wind. The procession to the large home halted as a tumble of soggy cloth fell at Kyuzo's feet. “Please, Donno, please forgive me.” Kureha dabbed at the splashes along the hem of Kyuzo's garment making a worse mess. “I was clumsy again, I am sorry.” Kyuzo looked beyond the babbling female to the sandal lying a few feet away that she had lost when she fell. “Kureha!” Li yelled storming to the young woman. He grasped her arm pulling her to her feet. “You will not accost our guests.” “I am sorry,” Kureha sobbed. “Do you know my brother?” She asked staring at Kyuzo's chest. She winced as Li shook her arms with a command for silence. Kureha tried to pull free but tripped over the end of her wet pants. Li dropped her not wishing for her mud to soil his fine garments. Kyuzo stepped forward and gently took her arm to help her sit on his vacated overturned log. Rikichi approached the young woman. “We were told that this was the village of Gorobei, Lonniue village.” “Yes, yes this is his village!” Kureha nodded her dark hair spilling from it's confines at her effusive response. “Is he... Are you here to tell me that...Oh never tell me he is dead.” Tears began to fall from her large eyes as she remembered the last time she had seen her brother. He had been smiling then, always smiling telling her not to worry, to take care of their home and that he would return. “Kureha, correct?” Rikichi said a gentle smile on his face. He felt immense joy that he did indeed have good news for her. “Your brother lives, he is in Kanna village, wounded. He is a hero of our people and we are very glad to know him. He, Along with several samurai including Sir Kyuzo,” Rikichi paused indicating the tall blond that stood so silent at his side. Kureha allowed her eyes to travel from his black boots up to the red coat encased slim figure. She noted the fluffy blond hair that hid deep set eyes revealing a smooth, strong chin. “Well, they defeated the Nobuseri and saved our village.” “The Nobuseri,” Naomi whispered earning a frown from Li. “That is why this village has been so peaceful.” Li observed looking upon the samurai in awe. “You have done a great deed, not just for Kanna, but for all.” The chief clasped his hands and bowed before Kyuzo. Kyuzo looked away as the entire village followed the example of their leader. Kureha fell at his feet sobbing. Kyuzo took a step back and before the elder had returned to his erect posture the samurai was gone. “He will return,” Rikichi assured the disappointed crowd. “I am sure it is a matter of pride that no one should witness the great samurai with red cheeks.” “It would be a great honor if you would stay in my brother's room during your stay.” Kureha offered before the chief could speak. “It is not done,” Naomi protested. “A single woman alone with two men! It is not proper.” “As these men are samurai, and a friend of my brother's I will trust they will not dishonor me or his home with inappropriate behavior.” Kureha lifted her chin in the same way she did when she had refused to move in with the village leaders when Gorobei had first left. Kureha turned on her heel. “I will prepare a meal and get the room ready.” Before Li could stop her she dripped down the beach to her home whistling a happy tune. He lived! Kureha laughed aloud for the sheer joy of the sound. She scooped up her basket of washed laundry before the waves could lap at them. Gorobei lived!
>**< “You do not need to worry,” Rikichi assured the village leader and his wife. “She will be as my own sister so carefully will I care for her until her brother's return.” “If she is dishonored, you will take responsibility,” Naomi's words sounded almost like an accusation. She looked further into the night to find Kyuzo leaning against a tree in the shadows nearly invisible so still he rested. Saying no more, the grand dame gathered her brood of villagers about herself and her husband departing for the night. “Kyuzo-Donno,” Rikichi peered into the darkness to see the Samurai shoving away from the tree. “Shall we?” Rikichi held out an arm in the direction of Kureha's home. Kyuzo walked ahead of Rikichi saying nothing. They were greeted by the smells of a delicious meal simmering and three women smiling. “This is my dear friend Sakura and her mother Mistress Akana. Naomi, the village chief's wife sent them to stay with us until my brother returns.” Rikichi smiled at Kureha's words not surprised that the lady had not trusted him or Kyuzo. “Please, sit,” Kureha urged them to the elegant beaded cushions in front of the table. Rikichi sat on the soft pillows. Kureha smiled and began to serve them first. Rikichi saw that she had taken time to change into dry clothing. With her hair brushed and away from he face he realized that she was quite lovely, beautiful in fact. Kureha leaned over Kyuzo to place bread within his reach only to have the pins fall from her sable tresses leaving them to cascade around them in a cloud of fragrant silk. “I am sorry,” Kureha babbled scrambling for the pins. “She is ever in a hurry and never completes her tasks.” Sakura giggled as she watched her friend near the handsome, red-clad stranger. “Father said she will never find a husband.” Sakura smiled even though reprimanded by her mother. Kureha lushed feeling tears sting her eyes. Gentle hands took several locks of hair offering her the strands. Kureha's eyes lifted a gasp leaving her lips. His grip on her hair brought her face close enough to peer past his bangs and see his deep golden eyes. Nodding her thanks Kureha hastily shoved pins in place taking her hair from Kyuzo she found her seat near Sakura. Her friend had always taken great pleasure in looking her best. It was why she was promised in marriage and Kureha was not. Kyuzo blinked forcing himself to forget how soft her lips looked. He focused on the scent of the food so that the tempting fragrance of hibiscus would leave his senses. He swore silently as he thought that it had been too long since he had enjoyed the taste of a woman. Damn Gorobei, Kyuzo thought a frown on his face as he said his thanks for the meal. How dare he have such a beautiful sister? To Be Continued
Author's notes; The chapters will get longer I promise. I will also get to work on some of my older series. Sorry that this page has been neglected for so long.
Ja
Chi
Chapter 2: Moonlight introductions
Kyuzo had a frown on his face as what appeared to be the entire village crowded around the bonfire. “Please, honored guests, allow me to introduce myself.” Rikichi stepped forward to clasp hands with the older man in his homespun pants and shirt. “I am Li, the chief of this village. Come to my home and rest. Then you can tell what news you bring.” Rikichi nodded his head walking dutifully behind the elder. Kyuzo waited until both men passed to follow after his red coat billowing in the chilled night wind. The procession to the large home halted as a tumble of soggy cloth fell at Kyuzo's feet. “Please, Donno, please forgive me.” Kureha dabbed at the splashes along the hem of Kyuzo's garment making a worse mess. “I was clumsy again, I am sorry.” Kyuzo looked beyond the babbling female to the sandal lying a few feet away that she had lost when she fell. “Kureha!” Li yelled storming to the young woman. He grasped her arm pulling her to her feet. “You will not accost our guests.” “I am sorry,” Kureha sobbed. “Do you know my brother?” She asked staring at Kyuzo's chest. She winced as Li shook her arms with a command for silence. Kureha tried to pull free but tripped over the end of her wet pants. Li dropped her not wishing for her mud to soil his fine garments. Kyuzo stepped forward and gently took her arm to help her sit on his vacated overturned log. Rikichi approached the young woman. “We were told that this was the village of Gorobei, Lonniue village.” “Yes, yes this is his village!” Kureha nodded her dark hair spilling from it's confines at her effusive response. “Is he... Are you here to tell me that...Oh never tell me he is dead.” Tears began to fall from her large eyes as she remembered the last time she had seen her brother. He had been smiling then, always smiling telling her not to worry, to take care of their home and that he would return. “Kureha, correct?” Rikichi said a gentle smile on his face. He felt immense joy that he did indeed have good news for her. “Your brother lives, he is in Kanna village, wounded. He is a hero of our people and we are very glad to know him. He, Along with several samurai including Sir Kyuzo,” Rikichi paused indicating the tall blond that stood so silent at his side. Kureha allowed her eyes to travel from his black boots up to the red coat encased slim figure. She noted the fluffy blond hair that hid deep set eyes revealing a smooth, strong chin. “Well, they defeated the Nobuseri and saved our village.” “The Nobuseri,” Naomi whispered earning a frown from Li. “That is why this village has been so peaceful.” Li observed looking upon the samurai in awe. “You have done a great deed, not just for Kanna, but for all.” The chief clasped his hands and bowed before Kyuzo. Kyuzo looked away as the entire village followed the example of their leader. Kureha fell at his feet sobbing. Kyuzo took a step back and before the elder had returned to his erect posture the samurai was gone. “He will return,” Rikichi assured the disappointed crowd. “I am sure it is a matter of pride that no one should witness the great samurai with red cheeks.” “It would be a great honor if you would stay in my brother's room during your stay.” Kureha offered before the chief could speak. “It is not done,” Naomi protested. “A single woman alone with two men! It is not proper.” “As these men are samurai, and a friend of my brother's I will trust they will not dishonor me or his home with inappropriate behavior.” Kureha lifted her chin in the same way she did when she had refused to move in with the village leaders when Gorobei had first left. Kureha turned on her heel. “I will prepare a meal and get the room ready.” Before Li could stop her she dripped down the beach to her home whistling a happy tune. He lived! Kureha laughed aloud for the sheer joy of the sound. She scooped up her basket of washed laundry before the waves could lap at them. Gorobei lived!
>**< “You do not need to worry,” Rikichi assured the village leader and his wife. “She will be as my own sister so carefully will I care for her until her brother's return.” “If she is dishonored, you will take responsibility,” Naomi's words sounded almost like an accusation. She looked further into the night to find Kyuzo leaning against a tree in the shadows nearly invisible so still he rested. Saying no more, the grand dame gathered her brood of villagers about herself and her husband departing for the night. “Kyuzo-Donno,” Rikichi peered into the darkness to see the Samurai shoving away from the tree. “Shall we?” Rikichi held out an arm in the direction of Kureha's home. Kyuzo walked ahead of Rikichi saying nothing. They were greeted by the smells of a delicious meal simmering and three women smiling. “This is my dear friend Sakura and her mother Mistress Akana. Naomi, the village chief's wife sent them to stay with us until my brother returns.” Rikichi smiled at Kureha's words not surprised that the lady had not trusted him or Kyuzo. “Please, sit,” Kureha urged them to the elegant beaded cushions in front of the table. Rikichi sat on the soft pillows. Kureha smiled and began to serve them first. Rikichi saw that she had taken time to change into dry clothing. With her hair brushed and away from he face he realized that she was quite lovely, beautiful in fact. Kureha leaned over Kyuzo to place bread within his reach only to have the pins fall from her sable tresses leaving them to cascade around them in a cloud of fragrant silk. “I am sorry,” Kureha babbled scrambling for the pins. “She is ever in a hurry and never completes her tasks.” Sakura giggled as she watched her friend near the handsome, red-clad stranger. “Father said she will never find a husband.” Sakura smiled even though reprimanded by her mother. Kureha lushed feeling tears sting her eyes. Gentle hands took several locks of hair offering her the strands. Kureha's eyes lifted a gasp leaving her lips. His grip on her hair brought her face close enough to peer past his bangs and see his deep golden eyes. Nodding her thanks Kureha hastily shoved pins in place taking her hair from Kyuzo she found her seat near Sakura. Her friend had always taken great pleasure in looking her best. It was why she was promised in marriage and Kureha was not. Kyuzo blinked forcing himself to forget how soft her lips looked. He focused on the scent of the food so that the tempting fragrance of hibiscus would leave his senses. He swore silently as he thought that it had been too long since he had enjoyed the taste of a woman. Damn Gorobei, Kyuzo thought a frown on his face as he said his thanks for the meal. How dare he have such a beautiful sister? To Be Continued
Author's notes; The chapters will get longer I promise. I will also get to work on some of my older series. Sorry that this page has been neglected for so long.
Ja
Chi