Sakiya Aikawa was a girl with tragedy flowing through her veins and fury muted beneath her skin. She was living proof that a shattered heart could still beat. She had spent her entire life chasing one purpose after another. She was not born strong...
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Sakiya looks at herself in the mirror, her eyes furrowed as she tries to recognize herself under the layers of makeup and luxurious fabric. She despised the woman looking back at her in the mirror as it reminded her of the one who she shared a face with and the one who took everything from her.
The makeup brought out the vile features of her mother that she couldn't see when her face was bare and it took everything in her not to throw her fist into the reflective glass that taunted her with that memory.
Her fingers come up to her eye where her spider lily markings hide under the stark white face powder.
Tengen's wives had said to come inconspicuously and her own marking would just draw more attention especially when most if not all of Muzans demons were on the lookout for those very markings.
From the very moment Sakiya stepped foot into the Yoshiwara district it brought out buried feelings from within her, stirring up memories that she'd rather stay buried. It was a familiar atmosphere that reminded her of her time alive.
The countless men that visited her home and the screams that shattered the night sometimes coming form her mother, sometimes herself but never her siblings. The screams from each were vastly different but she never allowed her siblings to be tainted by them.
The door behind her sliding open snaps her out of her thoughts, one last scream fading from her memories as she looks up and see's Tengen slide inside the room from the mirror's reflection. He wears a kimono that is a mixture of magenta and pink matching his eyes quite nicely.
"Are you ready Sakiya?" he asks, his tone steady despite the somberness underlining it.
"Yes though you are definitely not" she says and kneels down before she holds out her hands to him "You can't go like that"
Tengen walks over to her and sits down in front of her. She reaches up and pulls the headband from his head while her other hand pulls off the band holding his hair up. Grabbing a cloth she wets it before she places her hand under his chin wiping the red paint from his face and around his eye.
"Are you alright?" she asks, looking up at him as she continues to clean the markings from his skin.
"I'm fine Sakiya. I'm just worried about my wives that's all" he reassures her and she hums, dipping the cloth back in the water and twisting it.
