Chapter 5:
Sakura falling bloom,Yuuhikaresu dawn of dusk.(Sakura series 0.5)
"Forgive me my love,I always never choose what your heart may need in this situation.I have no choice if you are to live anew...no choice my love."
I cannot truly talk my heart into being accepting of the things I hear yet again in my long lifetimes,the way my love is so physically cut by the mere words of his adoptive father.
Somehow although there is no inherent ability in his family line(as opposed to mine)the very air seemed to shake at the bursting fury that erupted out of Nagareboshi,my love is a gentle sort of man until this night happened to him.
In lifetimes past I found a way to listen to what had been said,in that lifetime I was new to my strength of will so I used it before the eyes of Nagareboshi.
That 'Father'of his I turned insides out and back again only so I could force out the two words that my love needed to hear.
"Forgive me."
Yet...
After that day even after lifetime after lifetime my love would not look on me the same,very like that warrior boy to whom my granddaughter is lost for.
Maybe the connection is too deep to let the action be forgotten.
In any case..
"What am I to do now?Do I not have a duty to my 'Father'and the father of my birth as well?!How am I to be more in this world like my 'Mother'desires if I just neglect my duty,neglect my honor?"
We stand by the farthest end of the of the family field,autumn air is like a balm to me but it seems to irritate Nagareboshi deeply,not even cooling his temper unlike in times past.My love,he stares out at the darkening sky and at the star that his father of birth told him would be the star that would guide him to becoming the savior of the nation.
If only Nobunaga had learned that lying to him of what hero he would make my love to be would be what destroyed his ambition further in the future,if only a lot of things had not happened...
Next time will not though,I swear it my love.
I want to say to him but instead I put a hand to his very hot cheek,the man would become akin to a persimmon in color in his rare fury and I whisper to him,the words somehow I can see echo in his mind long after our conversation now.
I know it for a fact.
I explored so much of the world of his life,his work,his private moments anything to be as close and understanding of his whole being as I could be.
There is nothing except slaying Sakura that I would not do for him,nothing.
"You should only do what you must,do what must be done to be a true hero.Sometimes heroism is being a savior others is being the villain to create a better hero for the rest of us."
The field is almost pitch black yet I can see my love so clearly.
His eyes are the color of pitch but having been lit by the fire of lacking affection they make coals burn in shame.
The tattered attire of a farming man will soon be stripped from him to soon be adorned in black and gold armor that Mori Ranmaru left behind by Nobunagas orders for this very occasion,He would have never permitted Nobutada to wear such finery,only to remain alive for his name sake.
That very moment...
My love died and became another form of my love,yet I will never release him.
Not ever.
Nobunaga rides slowly towards us,his stead is an aggressive dappled that snaps at the sight of me until I make sure its nose feels such extreme pain it nearly falls down flat.Nobunaga always had a sense of me,even before I knew the me I would become.
Somehow he knew I would one day end him,the shogunate he allowed to be simply to punish the people only for a time the joke was on him,the people preferred the shogun for a time.
Now though I kneel,I pretend a smile to ward off the peak of nausea that always hits me hardest when I see my love decked in the resplendent armor that is the sight of fantasy really.
Few men in history could wear armor such as my love did but nonetheless the moment he wears it my gentle giant of a love...
This really was his death.
This very moment,I swore to myself the second time I returned to this I would undo all of this.
End this.
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