for the bloodier brave ᪥ rengoku kyoujuro

柱 | cure to my lonely heart

my parents has left in about half an hour ago. yet, i am sitting beside the window in the guest room, where ruka rengoku voluntarily helps me out with the direction around the grand house.

i stared out of the window, looking for any trace of carriage along the roads, as far as my (eye color) eyes can reach but then turns out that i had to sigh hopelessly, knowing that i will be living with a bunch of kind strangers for the few weeks ahead.

the glass window was designed with a vacant space enough for someone to sleep beside, perhaps, if i am not comfortable enough with the mattress here, i might want to spend time sleeping the whole night there.

a faint knock can be heard on the door. i quickly stood up, brushing off littlw dusts from my outfit.

i opened the door to reveal the familiar face of kyoujuro rengoku, smiling softly at me as he asked for permission to enter. his way of talking is very soft, and gentle as if i am someone as important as a close contact to him.

we sat beside each other on two chairs at the corner of the room.

"how do you feel? any better or does the pain repeats?"

"i feel quite good, thanks to your remedies, rengoku-sama."

i creaked an awkward smile, looking down to my feets that was hanging in the air when i sit on the chair. it's a bit tall for me that my feets was dangling off the floor. while kyoujuro, he was sitting just fine and appropriate.

"by the way! (name), don't call me with such honor. call me kyoujuro!"

"ah, okay..."

kyoujuro grinned at me and then our little conversation continues until both of us was in deep silence for a while, taking tims to process the next words to say within our own minds.

"(name)... how do i explain to you about this matter?"

i gazed up to look in his eyes, letting him see through my (eye color) eyes of purity and innocence. kyoujuro become frozen at his seat for a while, before letting out a long sigh.

"about the time i checked you a while ago, yeah, i was sure i made a huge mistake."

"but my condition is getting better, well, what is it that bothers you?"

to speak so casually to this handsome man, i am indeed very nervous. i keep on fiddling with fringes on my sleeves, sometimes my fingers tapping in nervous onto my knees.

he was still keeping his cool. perhaps, it feels weird in his perspective to have to talk to a girl like me in private space for some a sweet times after he had done with his discontinued works earlier.

"i just hope you will not thinks bad of me of i tell you this but... sorry, (name..."

his face whom he hung to stare down to his feets was brought up a little, smiling at me. i took a short sweet time to analyze his features. those fiery eyes and grazed brows, they are intimidating although the might be misconception to differentiate the  head of the rengoku clan with his son.

"your mother have her faith on me earlier. when you fainted, i have no clue on how to  cure you at all but all i can see is the fact that your hands are clutching to your... my god, your chest. i am sorry, i wasn't supposed to see but i already did. the flame pattern on your chest, i saw it. sorry, (name)."

my eyes become widened. what i was witnessing in front of my eyes is the first ever man to see me in almost nude state. i am unable to speak, but my cheeks are burning into a bright red.

"i figured out the pain can be easened down by giving you small dosage of a medicine i've created. i used your case as a test subject to my newest remedy, to see if it will work or not. i am deeply sorry, please, feel free to smack my head!"

he pledged out, lowering his head a bit.

"k-kyoujuro... please don't lower your head like that."

he slowly gazed up into my eyes. i was at the risks of tearing up after hearing his apologies. it's not that i am that much of a crybaby to ever let him be ashamed of his work, but then, it's his job.

"i will never assume you as such a bad influence. kyoujuro, please. don't apologize to me that way. if you think it is necessary, proceed. as long as you think i have a bright hope to be healed, i will do anything for it!"

he stared into my eyes, his fiery pair glistened in the damp warmth of the night. he smiled a bit, gathering his wits back into his confidence and beautiful self.

"thank you, (name). i am glad to hear that! it's my duty to heal my sick patient!"

the blonde haired man announces out confidentally, patting on his masculine chest in a joking way. i let out a warm chuckle when he suddenly grasped his hand with mine, intertwining our fingers together.

"unless..."

"unless?"

out of curiousity, i tilted my head to one side, waiting for his reply.

"if you become the cure to my lonely heart!"

i took quite some times to process every ounch of his words. at the end of it, i blushed again. this time, my heartbeat rates increases rapidly as if it was trying to escape from my body. it is merely not because i was about to faint because of the disease but then it is because the amount of disrespectful yet meaningful words he told me.

"kidding! don't take seriously, dear (name)!"