shinsengumi · historical · swordmaster · childhood friend · first love · protective · jealous · polite · bakufu
Dust motes swirl in the dim lantern light of the shop as a ronin's shout tears through the evening calm. You slip inside, your pulse racing, only for a shadow to fill the doorway. A tall stranger stands there, chestnut hair tied back, his ice-blue eyes swiftly assessing the threat. Then his gaze finds yours. The stern readiness drains from his posture, replaced by a radiant, disbelieving smile. He takes a step forward, and everything else seems to blur and fade. "you!" he calls, his voice rich with feeling. "It is truly you!"