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Post by Utaku Hisui on Apr 19, 2018 3:37:50 GMT -5
She does not notice the look. Perhaps she just doesn't think the lady would do so. Maybe she's just used to the little glances at her prominent features that Fuyuko would do once in a while. Or there's that slim chance that Hisui is just too busy looking the Crane in the eye and eyepatch to have spotted it. Not that she'd have been troubled by it either way.
"I did approach you, after all. And I wasn't exactly shy about showing off, either." She brushes her hand against Fuyuko's chin again. A gentle gesture of affection. "So I suppose you could say I did light a little fire in you. And I think, in the waking world, the Hisui there would have found a way to do the same thing. Even if she wasn't stark naked."
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Apr 19, 2018 15:41:38 GMT -5
Fuyu thinks about this, cocking her head. "Did you? I thought I approached you? Perhaps we approached each other and crashed together that way?" she says enjoying the brushing hand on her chin. "Being naked may have given me a bit of courage, but even if you weren't I doubt I wouldn't have asked you when I heard you singing the next day. I think that is what made up my mind that I was very much fond of you."
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Apr 19, 2018 17:38:22 GMT -5
"Did you? I suppose I'm not remembering right. But I remember the sight of you very clearly. I'd never seen such a vision," she says as she continues that delicate brushing. "And it helped the pretty face was attached to a pretty everything else. But it was your face I noticed first."
"Now I wonder. Did my waking self meet you as she sang on a stage, her eyes meeting yours as she performed? Or perhaps we were alone that night, and you caught that Hisui singing naked?" She makes a 'hmm' sound, letting the thought form in her mind. She resolves to sing naked for Fuyuko before the world ends. "I can't tell when I realized I was fond of you. But I had a crush on you for years."
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Apr 19, 2018 21:53:17 GMT -5
Fuyu blushes clearly. "You yourself were quite a vision. Face, body, voice. I think voice is quite striking. Not that the rest of you is not noticeable." she says before she cocks her head. "I wonder. How far does it go? Maybe I am still on that bed, face covered in blood. Looking at the face of my beautiful Emma-o. That would be an odd place to wake up hmm?"
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Apr 19, 2018 22:11:59 GMT -5
"I'll have to make sure you have all three at once one of these days," she says, mentally hoping Fuyuko understood just how soon that day would be. "But thank you. I worked hard to master my voice. I also spent a lot of time getting my figure back after the twins, but that was my vanity. But you do enjoy a finely-tuned instrument to play, don't you?"
At the prospect of how far back it goes, she tilts her head. They were both present when it was implied that things were only altered since the start of the school year. However, that wasn't certain. It could have gone further back. If so, how much of the tragedies in their lives were just parts of the dream? How much of their entire lives were fragments of a sleeping Fortune's mind?
"If that's the case, I hope we remember something about this. Because I'd love to skip all the pain we both had to go through," she says eventually. "I'd love to have been there to show you that you weren't alone. That you were beautiful as a person. That there was someone who was willing to discover all your...interests and not judge you for them. I'd have learned all about you as you did."
"Do you...do you think you would have liked my younger self? She wasn't as beautiful or as confident or as wise. But when I love, I love intensely. That hasn't changed."
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Apr 20, 2018 2:49:12 GMT -5
Fuyu does indeed understand that out of 1.5 days, one of these days will be pretty soon. "Your voice is a wonderful tool of art. And your figure, the work shows. Few have played so well an instrument."
Then at the woman's musings she ponders. "Hmm, I don't know if I would be ready without my sadness. But perhaps I would be better if you were there to nurture me? Yes. I think so. But either way, I only have the me the fortunes wanted you to find."
Fuyu chuckles. "I thought you were beautiful. It was my fault for getting distracted and well, I didn't know you liked women until I heard the rumors you were taken at which point I didn't want to get in the way."
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Apr 20, 2018 3:07:28 GMT -5
She takes a hand and kisses the back of it, in that gesture of affection she and Akane both came to wield independently of one another. She smiles as she blushes like the red drawn from a wound, a wordless promise that the instrument would be available for the Doji to play later tonight. All the Doji had to do was ask.
"I don't know if I'd be ready without my burdens, either. Or if I'd have been the kind of girl you'd have wanted to pursue. I don't exactly fit the pattern of your former lovers. Maybe we both needed to ease each other's pain to be like we are," she says, brushing that cheek and chin as Fuyuko chuckles. It's such a lovely sound, and all for her to enjoy. "Perhaps we'll find our answers to these questions in another life," she says with a smile.
"You were concussed and delirious. Your assessment of my looks is suspect. But I completely understand. Asahina-sensei is very distracting," she says, both factual and joking at the same time. "I wish I met you before I met her. I'd have told you how beautiful you were right away. I wouldn't have asked you out, but...well, my interest would have been painfully obvious. I wasn't very good at hiding it back then."
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Apr 20, 2018 20:57:24 GMT -5
Fuyuko blushes as the kiss to the back of her hand, she had not had it been kissed by Akane but the gesture which was so casual, so un-rokugani but so intimate set her blood a stir.
"I don't know that I have much of a pattern. But either way, in another life, which happens to be happening at the same time as now. What a strange and unusual turn of the cycle. I refuse to believe that I will be completly gone. Even if only Goeman remembers me, then that means something. "
Then she gives a small grin. "You were still beautiful. But well, if I had noticed the interest I might have pounced. But I might have been too needy. Too....conflicted. Too self-hating. If we wake up then I hope you can help me with that so I can love you as a person rather then a weapon."
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Apr 20, 2018 21:17:01 GMT -5
"You like your women confident, charismatic. Maybe a little aggressive." She half-smiles, remembering what she knew of the women in Fuyuko's life. The cold, clinical Asahina Mei. The charismatic and energetic Kuneho. And from what little she saw, the socially dangerous and aggressive Ide Mizuki. Women, Hisui felt, she had little in common with. "But yes. It is a rather strange turn. I'm not entirely sure even my training is equipped to understand these things. But...well, I understand you love me. And I love you. And Yoko-chan thinks that is enough."
She takes the hand again and kisses the back of it. A gentle and odd gesture, but one that the Utaku felt was something they could share between themselves. "If we wake up in that infirmary, I will. I may not have the wisdom you see in me now, but I would have helped you in any way I could. Make you see yourself the way I did. A majestic, if unorthodox, example of Doji beauty. And I will bring out the warm, affectionate woman I know is buried underneath the stern exterior."
She sighs and smiles. "Tomorrow, we have a wedding. And Yoko-chan wants to raise the boat. And then the world ends. All in all, a rather packed final chapter for our story."
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Apr 21, 2018 2:39:39 GMT -5
Fuyuko frowns. "Hmm well you are confident in many areas, very charismatic in a sense that I don't know anyone who doesn't like you. You can be aggressive. I guess you are my type." she says thinking before... hand kiss. Another one snaps her out of her thoughts.
"See both Yoko and I agree we will be fine either way, but I know you will help me. However we wake-up. As for tomorrow, it's a busy day. Hope we have time for a meal together. And for being carried over the threshold."
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