Tsubaki let Shima glare down at the mask for as long as he felt necessarily. She strained to listen to the sound of rustling foliage and singing insects to fill what would otherwise be a deafening silence. She attempted to get lost in thoughts of her own, to think of something would take her mind off the dread she felt from the idea of Shima leaving. Which was another matter entirely. Already so attached to this man that she had just met. Patrons came and went from their modest tea house, tucked away in the mountains, all the time. Why should this one be like any of those? Something about him had seemed so different, other than the new discovery. He seemed gentle, and kind. Or perhaps she was just projecting what she wanted him to be.
She heard his steps and fixated her attention on him once more as he approached her. He stopped and she found herself thinking how nice it would be if he came a little closer. If he sat down next to her and they continued their conversation in a resemblance of a more intimate and quiet setting.
She cocked her head at his opening question. Giving him the benefit of legitimate thought on the matter. It was very likely that she should be afraid, but she didn't feel that for him. What she did feel was not at all suited for a man she had just met, but it certainly wasn't anything resembling fear. "I'm not afraid of you, Shima," she said his name more affectionately than she likely should have. "Do I need to be afraid of you? Certainly, I know of your kind, but I like to think that you are not like the rest of your kind."
Tsubaki clasped her hands in her lap and settled back against the large oak with a comfortable, though tired, sigh. He wanted to know why she wanted him to stay. In all honestly, she wanted to know herself. Was it appropriate to tell him that she wanted him to linger so she could further decipher the tangle of feelings he felt towards him? "I feel that I would like to get to know you better," was what she chose to say instead. Not the more absurd of option of an explanation that skirted a fine line of confessing she would like the opportunity to fall in love with him.
She sat up again quickly, as if she had just thought of something. "You've still not eaten," her tone rose to the octave that someone who was not used to be such a terrible hostess would use. "You must be absolutely starving."
She heard his steps and fixated her attention on him once more as he approached her. He stopped and she found herself thinking how nice it would be if he came a little closer. If he sat down next to her and they continued their conversation in a resemblance of a more intimate and quiet setting.
She cocked her head at his opening question. Giving him the benefit of legitimate thought on the matter. It was very likely that she should be afraid, but she didn't feel that for him. What she did feel was not at all suited for a man she had just met, but it certainly wasn't anything resembling fear. "I'm not afraid of you, Shima," she said his name more affectionately than she likely should have. "Do I need to be afraid of you? Certainly, I know of your kind, but I like to think that you are not like the rest of your kind."
Tsubaki clasped her hands in her lap and settled back against the large oak with a comfortable, though tired, sigh. He wanted to know why she wanted him to stay. In all honestly, she wanted to know herself. Was it appropriate to tell him that she wanted him to linger so she could further decipher the tangle of feelings he felt towards him? "I feel that I would like to get to know you better," was what she chose to say instead. Not the more absurd of option of an explanation that skirted a fine line of confessing she would like the opportunity to fall in love with him.
She sat up again quickly, as if she had just thought of something. "You've still not eaten," her tone rose to the octave that someone who was not used to be such a terrible hostess would use. "You must be absolutely starving."
I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you.
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