In the early morning, plenty of people were just beginning to enter their homes as others left theirs. The nightlife in Sonshan never stopped and many places boasted about being open for twenty-four hours.
Migi was just glad that the Madame had let him go when the sun came up. There had been...
Hinoka nodded her head once more at Hiei and left him be. She took her cap, held it tightly in one hand, and then went outside. When the door shut behind her, Hinoka took a moment for herself.
Her free hand went to calm the beating heart beneath her chest. Her lips twitched, up the down, then...
Hanae looked at Kishi with pity. So, he was the same as them as well. It did bring forth the question she had asked Shinobuu before he had left. First, she had angered Hiei, then Shinobuu. She’d need to be careful unless she wanted to also anger Kishi. And as her debt was originally owed to him...
Eyes darker than night glowed bright, opposite a solstice, soon returning to the shiny obsidian glaze.
"Perfect," Hanae whispered, beginning to reach for the paper before stopping herself. It was as if she had brought a jade vine to the woman herself; the third color stood out from the first...
Her cheeks stayed red; the blush far more arrogant than Hanae herself. Kishi did bring up an honest point, and in a way, she was going behind Hiei’s back, wasn’t she? Perhaps she was being too hot-headed. Every now and then, Hanae could find herself being a brat over the most ridiculous things...
Hinoka merely smiled at Hiei.
“As prickly as ever,” She said, taking her time to answer him. It had been months, maybe closer to a year since she left. “You’ve always been so unfair, you know. The sort to get so angry at others for making mistakes but never apologize for his own.” A chuckle...
Hanae wanted to remark that it was hardly thoughtful of her, after all, thoughtful implied that she was doing it out of the kindness of her heart. She only was hoping to lessen her payment to Hiei. She shuffled after Kishi, clutching her hands together and holding them up to her chest nervously...
Hinoka slid in the booth. The smile had yet to leave her face and as she position her gear so she could sit comfortably, the door didn’t open a second time. It seemed that Migi, despite his usual poor wisdom, had decided to stay outside. Hinoka looked up. There was a tapestry hung on the wall...
Hanae said nothing, her cheeks turning as red as the silk fabric she wore. It made all the more sense to her now about how Shinobu and Hiei knew each other. They were in the same business, weren’t they? This time, she looked at Shinobu. Was this how the mouse felt when it was trapped between a...
Migi turned slowly towards Hiei. At least the sun wasn’t in his eyes as he did so. A stupidly wide grin was on his face as he waved Hiei over, leaning to the side so Hinoka could be in full view.
Hinoka was clad in red, as was the norm. The vibrant crimson contrasted against her pale skin and...
Hanae hadn’t expected to see Hiei's eyes fill up with tears. She had considered him to be emotionless, perhaps a man who feigned his emotions. Perhaps her careless words had cut him too deeply, and a part of her felt guilt but also a wicked satisfaction about it. One half thought about how he...
Hanae's cheeks bloomed as red as roses. This was a true lady, someone worthy of their blood and title. Hanae had never experienced it herself for herself, but she was amazed by the details of the woman's body. Subtle yet timeless, an air of grace and elegance, so simple, so refined. It was the...
Her face, for the first time, stood firm. Unwavering in her beliefs.
“You know what I meant,” Hanae said, not looking at Hiei as she tossed the two ruined bouquets into a little waste box situated on the backside of her wooden cart. When she turned to face him, she looked at Hiei straight in...
Hanae’s mouth gaped open as he rightfully accused her of stealing his message. She wanted to object because that’s what she should have done to show she wasn’t guilty of such a thing. But no words came out of her mouth. She was certain that it would be a losing battle for her; verbal warfare had...
Hanae had hoped, at least somewhere in the back of her mind, that Hiei would have been so distracted and distraught over this letter — and that Hanae had read it without his knowing — that perhaps he would have forgotten his request. She wasn’t sure she could follow Hiei’s tight and pristine...
She frowned, clearly her words didn’t do much to dissuade Hiei. In truth, he had managed to sell a bouquet, and for more than she thought it was worth. Three silvers were expensive for flowers, but the man seemed to think four silvers were a steal. He had looked so proud in himself as he walked...
Holding them? Hanae hadn’t considered such a thing, mostly because flowers were delicate. Too long in the sunlight, and the petals would wilt beneath the heat. Too long in the shade also meant the flowers would wilt, not as outwardly as those left out in the sunlight, but the leaves would tilt...
She looked down at her fingers as she ringed her hands together. Despite Hiei not saying anything rude, Hanae could hear his exasperated sighs and see within his eyes that he was annoyed. His clipped tone matched his mannerisms, so while he had yet to insult her like he did yesterday, Hanae was...
When Hanae caught sight of Hiei, she had immediately turned her head to the side, not quite ready to look into his dark eyes. She nodded her head as he greeted her, but was silent as she debated how to greet him back. Happy? Or was that too obvious? Should she pretend like she was still upset at...
It was all to plan— or rather, Migi was going to take credit for getting Hiei this drunk in such a short amount of time. Wasn’t his original goal to get his housemate drunk, but when in Altalusia you did what the Altalusians did and drink all your problems away. They were in Sonshan, but, same...
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