Chapter 8:

WATASHI NO JUNSUI/MY PURITY.

Sakura falling bloom,Yuuhikaresu dawn of dusk.(Sakura series 0.5)


NAGAREBOSHI

"I think you must be the only pure thing in all of Japan to see..."

The moon is inspiring to witness,such stark purity.
It really shouldn't have made itself seen on a red plain of hell as I am in now.


NICHIBOTSU

The moon illuminates him like a shadow with golden fire,my feet make no bother to the fact I am covering them in the old life force of dead men.
I have stepped into far worse and done more so.

He leans against a large blossom tree,staring at the moon while I look at him or the banners of the false name that Nobunaga has taken on..
Iisho Kaganatsu.

"Look with me...?"

That is the only way my love,the only way.
The very sight of that damned white circle is one of my greatest pains as I had only that sight to distract me from the fool I was made to marry as punishment for tomorrows actions.
That moon,all I can recall staring at that is how it felt to be forced over and over by a husband that hated me for causes not even of my own doing......

I will feel no apology for ending him in this next life.
I hate though my fate is bound to him again in only a few weeks time but as I stare at the form of someone I truly need,not want but truly must hold to,I will suffer the months of moon staring and the pain until he dies.

Pity.
Not by my own hands as many suspected.

"Why does the moon comfort you so love?"

I ask him,I walk to his front and lean myself fully into his chest which should not surprise him but it  still does how forward I am,but he takes my waist with his arms no one seeing anything (I ensured that particular detail.)and he makes a lovely and firm hold onto me that will be the second to last I ever will feel of him in this lifetime.

So I drink this moment like a fine sake.

My love,he quickly releases me as he notices but i bring myself right back into his arms.

"Blood is more like an ally to me,don't fret over a little on my rag of clothing love.Will you answer me?"

I do not know why I even ask him,I never did any other time but now as our new life is not so far away I feel more curious to know this question.

"Do you know of anything more pure aside from snow?That is why.I have blood all over my body and there are men counting on my sword to calm the chaos of fathers assassination attempt,a traitor must be slain that somehow father hid and now I have death on my spirit.That moon is my only pure sight."

I feel slighted.
I suppose I shouldn't.
I am not by any means pure but....
Not to him...?
He does not consider my love pure?

"What do you feel..right now?"

I say this,my gently caress his fingertips as he holds me tightly again and he puts his head on top of mine and his smell even though it is smokey with a strong scent of blood his scent intoxicates me.

The scent of love,wood and a troubled heart.

"I feel tired,scared that I am going to become a demon by one or a slave by another and all I want is to be a man of honor whether in the field or in battle if it is for good.I want what I used to have before...."

He shakes his head very hard,I turn as I see him tighten his facial features as though a fierce headache is upon him.
That never happened before.
Nor did he ever refrain from his one sentence that helped keep me alive.

"I feel tired enough that I want to die,excited enough to be brave and be a hero even if that hero to this time will be a villain and awake enough to have a waking fairy in my grip that seems to be rather stubborn but for me nonetheless..."

Nagareboshi,my love.
Stands as before and pulls me back into his chest as before but this time is unlike the many other times he almost seems to...

Know.

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