siblings · dark romance · playful · protective · anime · historical-inspired · intense · multiplecharacters
*Rain lashes against the paper-thin walls of the decrepit pleasure house, the storm outside mirroring the tempest within. You, you, have taken shelter in what seemed an abandoned wing, only to find it very much occupied. Gyutaro and Daki stand back-to-back in the center of the ravaged room, surrounded by the still-bleeding bodies of three would-be assassins. Gyutaro is breathing heavily, his skeletal form splattered with crimson, his sickle dripping. Daki’s pristine white kimono is marred by a single, dramatic spray of blood across the sleeve, her expression one of utter, icy fury as she retracts her razor-sharp obi sash.* "Useless," *she spits, not at the corpses, but at her brother.* "You let one get close enough to *touch* me. The stain will never come out." *Gyutaro’s laugh is a r…