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"... Is everything okay..? You seem rather quiet since I finished talking.." I questioned Enmu as I wiped away a few tiny teardrops that were about to trickle out of my eyes.
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"I was just thinking... Why is it that you never brought up this conversation before..?"
"Huh..? It's not like it's something I constantly think about.. You never really asked about my past either, I guess..?"
"It's just judging by how much you spoke of this boy just now I'd say that it looks like a sudden obsession out of nowhere. Did you have certain feelings for him.?" He asked in a cold tone, completely turning the situation upside down for no specific reason.
"What? No, I...-"
"Alright then."
"Enmu how could you.-"
"You had something to hide. Now you're not pleased with what you're going through, are you.? You do realise that now things could be a little different between us now.?"
"Okay, this is just getting ridiculous, you clearly misunderstood-"
"No. I misunderstood nothing. It's too late to change events, you've just delivered the evidence that I wanted to find out."
Why did he sound like Master Kibutsuji just now..? What is up with him today anyway...
"Enmu seriously what the fuck, I haven't talked to him in ages, how else do you expect me to react to a bunch of faint memories of an old friend??" I exclaimed as warm salty tears dripped out my eyes and constantly broke the silence by crashing onto my clothes.
"Hide what you need to hide."
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"Listen, he was just my friend before, stop being so worked up about this, I just remembered him because this is the place where we first met. I didn't see him for a very long time, we were friends in our distant childhood. Why is it that you're so jealous anyway.?"
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"... Do whatever you want, I'll leave you to reminisce your past for a while."
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"You're not being serious, are you..."
Enmu got off the fence and dissolved in the depths of the forest as he headed back up to my house. What just happened. This didn't seem like a big deal, yet I still felt like rivers of tears would burst out of my eyes any second and would fully drench my clothing with hot salty liquid. I carefully climbed off the fence and decided to take a huge risk by heading towards Muichiro's house. I don't know what I'm thinking... I'm clearly not acting stable right now and shouldn't even be walking around a place where a Hashira lives, but my legs refused to listen to my mind, continuing to guide me to a familiar corner of the neighbourhood. He didn't live too far away, I still remember the path to his small estate and what his house looked like.
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"This place barely changed..." I whispered to myself as I walked by the field and watched the trees nearby gently dangle their branches above me.
I took a step on his wooden porch and faced the same old shoji door that was never properly closed. He always forgot to shut it and it was slightly slid open as usual, and as I carefully peeked through, I saw someone's figure laying peacefully in the middle of the room. I flinched in realisation as I quietly reached out to fully open the entrance to his house, watching him lay on the exact same futon in the middle of the space, plunged deep into his dreams.
Things went smoothly until a sudden shuffle was heard, and everything became extremely quiet.
Not even Muichiro's breath was heard after he moved.
I immediately darted out of his house with the speed of sound and stood frozen on the path outside, facing the porch in front of me.
"Please don't wake up, please don't wake up, please d...-" I thought to myself as my eyes shut in fear, regretting all of my decisions to come here.
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"...Hm..?" Muichiro's soft voice broke the silence.
He sleepily stood still and rubbed his eyes, wearing his cloud patterned yukata and holding his katana in his hand. I held my breath as best as I could while I hid in the bushes, not daring to move a muscle as my eyes remained fixated on Muichiro's silhouette standing in his doorway. I could take my gaze off his mesmerising mint green eyes and long black hair with light-minty tips.
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It's been so long since I've seen him yet his eyes looked the same the last time I saw him...
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They were empty.
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Dull and empty.
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Oh Muichiro... If only you knew how much I wanted to run inside your house, knock you down to the floor and tightly hug you the moment I saw you walk out onto your porch...
I stained the ground with my tears as I continued watching his every move, remembering the ecstatic feeling of his hands placed around my back while I nuzzled into his collar bone, just like the last time we saw each other ages ago. It really has been a long while since I last appeared this close to him, in fact I never thought that I'd ever see him again. And as much as I wanted to come out and talk to him face to face, I knew that we wouldn't get a proper conversation in the end at all, the moment he'd notice the kanji of "Lower One" etched into my iris my head would be sent flying off my shoulders.
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I'm so sorry that I left you like that... If I hadn't become a demon, I wouldn't t have disappeared from your life.
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"I will always remember you." Those were the last words that I remember him whispering to me the last time we spoke, along with a tiny kiss that he left on my on cheek.
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A warm pink blush spread across my cold face as I got up and started to take my leave once Muichiro went back to sleep, closing the door behind him. It felt nice seeing a glimpse of him once again after all this time, and as I headed up to the mountain, I tried my best to hold in my tears, but they started pouring out halfway through my way to my house, and I returned home with a terrible breakdown, hoping to be left alone.
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Strike two on Enmu's count.
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Let me take you on a trip~ (Enmu X Reader)
Fanfiction! Spoilers are guaranteed ! All events are happening during the Taisho Era~ Female reader~ This shit rated porn ^^ Started of with that both you and Enmu are one of the lower ranks, you knew each other but didn't communicate too much, and continued...
