Random KNY one shots

Too Late | {NakiDaki}

Theme: Fluff + Angst

Comfort ship<33

"Who are you?" Daki—or Warabihime, as she pretended to be—asked as a woman stepped into her dressing room.

"Hello," the woman said. She had long black hair and a beautiful kimono. Her hair was tied up like Warabihime's and she looked to be an Oiran. "You know me as the woman who uses the biwa in the Infinity Fortress?" she said, her voice soft.

(.......................................i think I had this story idea like in February and I started the draft then completely forgot about it.. THE WAY I WROTE WAS SO DIFFERENT CAN YOU TELL-)

"Oh!" Daki said, smiling very slightly. Yes, she knew who this was. It was the pretty demon who never spoke but was always there. "Yes, I know you. Your name is..?" she prompted.

"Nakime. I assume you are.. Daki," Nakime said, her voice tilting up in question towards the end.

"Mhm," Daki said, folding her hands together. "What are you doing here? I wasn't aware you worked in the Entertainment District."

"I don't." She didn't elaborate. 

"Oh. Okay, then," Daki said. "Well, you're welcome to stay here, I suppose. I'll have a room done for you."

"Thank you," Nakime said.

Daki smiled. 

(ahem me continuing to write it again after over a few more months of ignoring..)

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Nakime sat down, looking her reflection in a mirror. She puller the pins in her hair out, letting her hair cascade down her back like a waterfall. She brushed it slowly with her fingers, untangling the occasional knot. She looked back at the mirror, examining her disguise. She had two eyes now, with iridescent pink irises that made her look alive. Her skin was less pale now, as well, for she felt that someone might think her sick if otherwise.

The demoness was adjusting her kimono, getting used to the feel of using both eyes, when a knock came to the door. She turned and called out, "Who is it?"

The voice of a little girl, perhaps 10, replied, "I've been told to give you these clothes. Warabihime Oiran sent me. Do you want... Would you like them set on the ground in front of your door or inside your room?"

"In front of my door," Nakime said, getting up. 

She heard the girl put the clothes down and scurry off. When she was sure there wasn't anyone around, she opened the door and took the clothes. She closed the door, making her way to the closet in the room. Carefully, Nakime unfolded the kimono's Daki had sent her and hung them up. She would wear them later. 

She turned back to the mirror and sat down again, parting her hair. She pushed the pins in, keeping her hair in place. Once she finished, she tucked in stray strands and decided that was enough. 

Another knock on the door interrupted her as she went to do her makeup. She sighed and put down the utilities. "Who is it now?" she asked, her voice ticked with irritation. 

"Daki," the demon whispered. "Can I come in?"

"Yes." 

Daki opened the door and stepped inside, closing it right after. "Hi, Nakime-"

"Hello," the demoness said, nodding her head to her. "What are you doing here?"

"I've gotten bored of the humans," Daki said, sighing. "But what are you doing here? Not enough food in the infinity castle or what-"