Queen of the Night

Kokushibo

Hands touch, eyes meet

Sudden silence, sudden heat

Hearts leap in a giddy whirl

He could be that boy

But I'm not that girl
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She had been asleep for many days now, this strange woman.

Michikatsu wiped off her forehead for what seemed like the umpteenth time that day, making sure she was comfortable under the blankets. The soft falling of snow now coated the ground, giving a frosty glow around the tent. Yoriichi had gone out to get some more firewood for them to warm up towards. Even he was worried about the woman who was put in a comatose state. The oddest thing was that whenever Yoriichi tried to touch her, she would flinch in her sleep and break out into a cold sweat. However, when he touched her, she would instantly cuddle against his hand and sigh happily. Her stars would even glow faintly as well.

He liked that, he liked that she preferred him over his brother.

Cradling her body, Michikatsu kept her close to preserve body heat. The feeling of her against his own body made him blush. Perhaps when she awoke, then he would finally get a name and a voice to associate with her appearance. He brushed some of her green locks, the scent reminding him of fresh grass.

"You know…"He murmured, whispering into her ear gently. "I would not mind if you wanted to stay with me instead of my brother. You seem more happier in my company than his. When you open your eyes, I want to be the first thing you see."

To his shock, her mouth parted as a groan came out from the lips. Shifting in his arms, Sorashi slowly opened her eyes to see herself wrapped gently in some blankets and in someone's arms. A cute yawn erupted from her mouth, showcasing her pearly fangs as she noticed who was holding her.

"Oh wow…" Her voice rung out gently. "I've never seen eyes so beautiful before."
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The two brothers were interesting and quite adept at breathing arts.

Sorashi found herself finally developing her own sword style under the guidance of the two. She learned that both used the sun and the moon for their attacks. Wanting to impress them, she told them of her sword and breathing style modeled after the stars. Yoriichi was fascinated as he watched her practice her movements, mesmerized by her hypnotic ways of moving her hips and arms. Michikatsu was enraptured by her star marks that glowed with each attack she used, rubbing his own demon mark whenever he saw them glow.
However, she slept in the daytime and could only use her style at night. This made it more special since it sparkled and formed shapes in front of them.

What the brothers really enjoyed was when she would regale them with stories of this utopian kingdom of the stars. Yoriichi was hunting one day after sunset, so Michikatsu stayed behind and awaited with bated breath as his shining star awoke from her slumber. Donning her human disguise, Sorashi came out of his tent with a twinkling in her eyes.

"Would you like to hear a story about the first star soldier?" She asked him, stretching as she sat down next to him. "I've told you about the princess and her kingdom, but never of the ones who protect her."

"It matters not if you tell me." Deep down, Michikatsu loved to hear her voice and wanted to keep her from never leaving the story of a cliffhanger if he got to hear it. This was why he always dreaded the tiredness that overtook him. If only she could be there in the morning for him to see. However, he got to kiss her gently on the forehead every morning before going out for his training.