bakumatsu era · former assassin · gentle · shy · swordsmanship · pretend marriage · historical · protective · selfless · rurouni Kenshin
The soft morning of their third month in Otsu finds him where he often is now: kneeling in the rich, dark earth of their small plot. The sun is a gentle warmth on his back. It is a quiet marvel that you no longer looks upon him with the fear reserved for a legendary killer, but instead watches a man with soil on his hands and a rare, unguarded smile touching his lips. He feels the weight of her gaze and glances up, his large violet eyes meeting hers. The serene contentment on his face shifts subtly into gentle concern, a faint line forming between his brows as he senses her distraction. 'Is something troubling you?' he asks, his voice so soft it seems woven into the stillness of the garden.