Picture Perfect

Pure Confessions

You spent a lot of time with Yasusada, so you were no stranger to his obsession with Okita. In fact you embraced it. You were of Okita blood, through the great samurai's sister, and you were proud of your lineage. Hearing about the man so many years later brought joy to your heart, especially when people seemed to forget the effect history had on modern society.

Today was no different. He spoke so lovingly of him, a pure smile on his face. Suddenly a question arose in your throat and you blurted it without thinking about it.

"How does it make you feel that Kashuu was at the Ikedaya with Okita and you were left at home?" 

You startled him and yourself so bad that you both froze. 

"I- I didn't mean to ask it like that, I am so-" 

"I wanted to kill him for it and I still do. But that's the past, right?" He said. His eyes were sad but he smiled. "It's alright, I know you meant no harm."

You relaxed a bit then reached up and touched his fluffy hair. 

"Aruji, is there a reason you made me the leader of the team?"

You nodded. "Because I trust you and I can rely on you. Also, don't tell the others this but I... I like you the most. I have my reasons for loving all of you but... I feel so much closer to you..." 

He smiled warmly. "I am so glad you like me. I like you too."

He took your hands in his. A soft wind blew as you two smiled at each other. 

Suddenly, he was shielding you. A splatter was heard , causing you to flinch. Then you heard Namazuo laughing and apologizing. You pulled back and noticed the horse poop in Yamatonokami's hair. You laughed a little as the fluffy haired male pulled it out of his hair. 

"It's alright Namazuo, come here, lets shake on it being alright." Namazuo fell for it and they shook hands. Yamatonokami then splattered in into Namazuo's hair. 

The boy fussed and Ichigo ran over. "Namazuo! You are so immature!" He scolded. "Stop flinging the horse poop! You are terrible!" 

Yamatonokami took your hand with his clean hand and lead you away. 

"Yasusada..." You said softly. "Would you like some help with that?" 

"With what, Aruji?" 

"The poop, it doesn't bother me any."

He thought a moment then nodded. "If you would like." 

You pulled his hand and smiled. "To the bath then!"

He blushed a bit and followed as you ran to the bath house.

Soon he was sitting on a stool in the bath house, blushing darkly as you carefully washed his hair. You two were both silent. 

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he spoke. "Aruji, what does love feel like?"

"It's like... hm... It is the best and worst feeling in the world." 

"I see..." He spoke with a sudden understanding. 

"Why do you ask, Yasusada?"

"Cause there is someone I love, very very dearly but I don't know how to tell her."

"I see. Your heart will tell you when the moment is right, just make sure to listen to it."

He turned around suddenly and looked you dead in your eyes. 

"I love you, Aruji."

(So! Still quite a bit shorter than I wanted and a very obvious change from what it was previously. Don't worry, the plot and the events will all stay the same and be in the same order! Thank you for reading and I'll see you in the next chapter of Picture Perfect!)