bound for the sun 002.
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Side Note. I decided to work on Chapter two as well, since I feel on a roll (or something like that). I forgot the disclaimer in the last chapter but just know that I do not own any characters, and all are copyright to their respectful owners. The only thing I own is the plot (which sometimes I think someone could do better, hahah). Like before possible OOCness (I try but sometimes it happens ;)
Keep comments clean/not nasty. These are here for your enjoyment. If you do not enjoy-do not comment. Simple♥
Saito sat slightly bowed as he drank his tea with ease, something people rarely saw him do (he did care about posture). He tugged lightly on the ends of his hair and let a small breath escape his lips. He felt strange with his new hair but knew it was necessary for the time being. He let his mind wander to other strange things he rarely expressed to others. He knew many people thought his mind was as empty as his expressions; as he mused over it, he concluded they were half-right. He did believe having too many thoughts would clutter the efficiency of battle, but he was not in battle was he? Days like these were few, and while he still had responsibilities, the peace of solitude gave him time to think things thoroughly.
He found his inner monologues to be as pleasant as the breeze that blew during colder months. The chill made him feel alive; like he was awake for something special, not just existing. He pulled at his tomoeri of his kimono so it became taught as he felt his posture causing the kimono to spread apart. Closing his eyes to just listen he heard familiar feet scuttle across the wood.
Chizuru; he let his eyes flutter open when he heard her stop at his door.
“Saito, Hijikata would like to speak with you. I was told to come and retrieve you.” He stood, all his ease flowing out of him. He replaced his relaxed brows with stern, no-nonsense ridges. Pulling the sliding door open, he glanced at Chizuru, allowing her to stand to escort him to Hijikata. He paused when Chizuru did not move from her spot by his door.
“Have you had tea this morning?” Reasoning it was nothing important, he continued walking satisfied to see Chizuru catch up to him as he began his walk, “Yes, I have.” He was greeted with a gentle smile and expressive eyes from his partner.
“I am glad you take care of yourself better than some of the others. Saito is very self-sufficient.”
He didn’t see how that mattered, but found a pleasantness to the observation, even if everyone he knew was quite self-sufficient themselves. Saito still felt unsure with Chizuru, a female roaming around the grounds so freely gave him worry someone may try to kidnap or kill her, but if she was resigned to the possibility then he felt he should as well.
. . .
As Saito entered the room, Chizuru departed to make some tea to make the conversations and at times debates, more pleasant. The walk to the kitchen was peaceful, and quiet. It gave Chizuru time to muse over how to get to know Saito better. Obviously, he was not one for small talk but like times before, the men normally expressed their deep concerns and feelings when they felt led to. This mainly came with trust. She felt that Saito still wasn’t quite willing to trust her completely. She knew it wasn’t because he thought she would do something untrustworthy but some people didn’t give all their trust to someone right off the bat. Trust was something to be earned and Saito seemed like the person who had very few close friends, and even fewer people he trusted with his thoughts. Chizuru felt perplexed at how to gain his trust. Maybe it wasn’t something she should force to be given or to try to coax out of him; that made Chizuru feel like she was doing something underhanded, and from the experiences of others she had known, forcing people to trust you only caused strife.
Moreover, Chizuru wasn’t very good at being forceful in that way. Her thoughts broke off when she heard her name being called repeatedly, “Chizuru, finally! Are you okay?” She smiled at Heisuke and his perplexed expression, with his hands above his head in his usual carefree manner.
“I’m fine, Heisuke. Are you heading to discuss the matters at hand with Hijikata and Saito?” She watched has his puzzled expression turn into a solemn nod, “Yes but the good thing is that things seem to be going into a lapse period. After this I’m going to make my rounds.”
Chizuru nodded knowingly. She was glad to hear that things were calming down for the time being. She felt uneasy at the sudden peace but it gave her time to become more self-sufficient herself. Before Heisuke had broken from her side he turned, his hands now at his sides, “Oh, I was told by Hijikata to inform you that you didn’t have to bring us tea today. Our meeting won’t be long today so there isn’t a need for it.” Chizuru placed a smile on her face, Heisuke returned it; he turned his back and walked away.
She allowed her smile to drop. She felt a twinge of uselessness but reassured herself there were times when you could do nothing but to be there when you were needed. She decided that she would visit Okita before she proceeded to go shopping, since things were taking her routine out of order and she suddenly had time for things she hadn’t before.
. . .
Okita heard his door being slid open; he rose from his lying down position to see Chizuru sit on her knees in front of him, a teapot, and cup in her hands. He laughed lightly knowing exactly why she was here, “They didn’t need you today, did they?”
Chizuru bowed at how easily he knew her, but was relieved he didn’t seem to mind the company. “Two visits in one week, I must be dying soon.” Chizuru franticly waved her hands, “No, no! I just-” She calmed down when Okita lightly smiled at her, “I don’t mind the extra visits Chizuru. There is no need to get carried away; you should have known I was joking.”
Though he was reprimanding her, she didn’t feel like she was being chastised, she felt like he was patting her on the head like a brother would do to his sister. “Well if you wouldn’t say such morbid things I wouldn’t be so worried.” Okita laughed at her faint pout, “You are in a good mood today. Did something happen I should know of?”
Chizuru didn’t realize she was such an open book, “Well even though I am not needed today, I can get things done I couldn’t do. Such as go collect some items for dinner and the coming week.” She nodded after she had mulled over it wasn’t such a bad thing to not be in demand for the day.
Okita frowned, “Someone should go with you. I-” he stopped as the corners of Chizuru’s mouth dropped into a solid line, her brows furrowing down. “There is no need. I can do it by myself; I don’t want to trouble any of you further than I am.” Okita shook his head at her stubbornness. How could someone so petite be so strong-headed? He remembered something Hijikata had said and closed his eyes, a light smile on his face, “He was right, you truly are a woman of Edo. If you cannot be persuaded to have an escort at least wait until they are done to inform them of your escapade.”
Her face returned to its normal bubbly self and she poured Okita some tea, “Thank you! I will do as you advise.” Despite his reluctance to let her leave the grounds alone, he was happy; he had her as company for the time being. She was easy to tease; and he was getting her tea twice in one week, truly, he was blessed.
. . .
Having left Okita an hour prior, Chizuru decided she would bid her time by doing the laundry. She was starting to realize she needed a hobby. Cooking was a grand way to take up time, and chores did as well, but on days like these, she became ahead of the work needing to be done meaning: she had more free time to do nothing. She clicked her tongue at her lack of a hobby figuring it was time to pick one up. Though what that was…was still perplexing to her. She didn’t want a hobby that was too time consuming because she wanted to do it when she could and if it was time consuming that defeated its purpose. She also didn’t want it to be too labor intensive as she already got her work out doing chores, adding another “chore” to her list was over-kill.
Then she pondered over taking up something feminine such as sewing, but Chizuru couldn’t picture herself sewing things other than what needed the bare minimum; things like sewing scarves and things of the like seemed out of place to her. Maybe if she presented the question to a few of the members she would get a better answer to their thoughts on the matter.
Picking up the basket, she walked over to the clothesline and began placing them on the string. Maybe she was over-thinking again…
. . .
“Ah, Saito!” Chizuru chirped when she saw him exit the meeting room. He turned his head to acknowledge her and she bowed slightly, “I wanted to inform you I am leaving the grounds to go collect some groceries.”
“There is no need to go alone; I shall accompany you as I do not take my rounds yet.” Chizuru opened her mouth to deny his offer but thought better of it as she had never actually had Saito accompany her anywhere before. She thought back to her meager plan and smiled instead, “I would appreciate that very much.”
He nodded to her and allowed Chizuru to lead the way to where she needed to go.
. . .
Saito watched calmly as Chizuru picked through the vegetables and fruits for the proper items. She was quick to get what they needed and never seemed tempted to buy an excess amount or something for herself; such as candy or cakes. Suddenly she turned to him and exclaimed, “I would like your opinion on something…” He knew she didn’t finish until he confirmed he was listening.
When he nodded she beamed and began walking from one of the stands continuing on her way to the next stop, “I’ve been contemplating taking up a hobby when I am not needed around the grounds. Do you have any suggestions?” She paused to gauge the vegetables at the next stand; unsatisfied she continued.
His eyes opened a bit at the question but he took the question to heart and began mulling it over.
“What is it you like to do?” He didn’t even know what she liked or didn’t like to do. He didn’t want to say something only for her to say she didn’t like doing that.
“I already thought about sewing but I decided it wasn’t something I enjoyed. I want to do something creative but isn’t time consuming.”
Saito looked directly ahead, “You did not answer my question though. What is it that you like to do?” He didn’t quite like reprimanding her but that didn’t really help him at all; he already knew that.
Chizuru smiled at his statement, “I don’t know actually. I’ve been searching for my father for so long, and doing things a woman wouldn’t do, that I can’t see myself doing anything.”
He hummed lightly at the predicament. He was now very interested in possible ideas, “You like to cook do you not. Perhaps you should experiment with that. We can afford to buy a little extra for your hobby.”
Chizuru shook her head, “I don’t want to cause problems. Money should be spent wisely. At this time I don’t think we should do that when that money may be needed for more important things.”
Saito could only nod. She came about her answers logically, and to the point. It was as if she had already justified why she could or could not do something. Her logic made sense and he had to agree with her point in case. In fact, he felt slightly embarrassed for suggesting such an idea.
Chizuru glanced at Saito’s face and smiled gently, “I appreciate your suggestion though. You don’t have to give me an idea if it is troubling you.”
That left Saito with mixed feelings. Now that she had mentioned it, he couldn’t just forget about it. He would think about it for the rest of the day. In addition, he considered this like a challenge and he wasn’t going to let it best him so easily.
He heard quiet laughter and glanced down at Chizuru and she stopped. “Your face is so stern. You must really be taking my question to heart. Thank you, though I find it sort of funny that you’re putting so much thought into it.” Chizuru broke her gaze with Saito and looked at the meat; upon deciding she purchased it and put it in her basket while giving some to Saito to stick in his. He pushed the basket in front of him so she could easily put it in.
He felt embarrassed at what face he must have been making; he thought he wasn’t doing anything out of the ordinary. He sighed a bit, “If you give me more time I should be able to provide you with more suggestions.”
She nodded, “If you would like to; thank you again.” She chanced another glance at his face, “Are you going to help with dinner tonight as well?” He looked at her from the corner of his eye and while she was trying to hide it, he saw eagerness in her posture. He smiled faintly at her openness. He felt warmed by her wanting his company for something simple such as cooking, “If you will accept me.”
She jumped; shock on her face, “Why would I not accept your offer!”
He found her expression to be priceless and couldn’t help but laugh lightly at her anxiety. This caused Chizuru to blush and walk in step with him again, bowing her head. He couldn’t stop the softness in his eyes, she really did care too much about others, but he also couldn’t help but point out something else either, “I also believe you invited me; I do not remember offering to cook tonight.”
Her eyes shot up at him to apologize but when she spotted his mischievous glint, she realized he was teasing her. She didn’t know how to react, seeing him so at ease, and teasing her even! She giggled and stopped walking when she found the next stand she needed, “That was rude of me, I suppose.”
He nodded, “Yes, I agree.”
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Horrible stopping point; also frustrated on trying to give Saito lines…arg.
I tried to do some research on Saito (and Chizuru to see if it said anything she liked to do from the game etc. but found nothing) and found the same thing. Reserved, polite and intelligent and I’m like, “Is that it? That tells me nothing. Many people are reserved, polite, and intelligent. I want more character traits…or something detailed.” So if any of you have played the games can you give me some basic overview of Saito in-game (and maybe even Chizuru). Thanks!
Side Note. I decided to work on Chapter two as well, since I feel on a roll (or something like that). I forgot the disclaimer in the last chapter but just know that I do not own any characters, and all are copyright to their respectful owners. The only thing I own is the plot (which sometimes I think someone could do better, hahah). Like before possible OOCness (I try but sometimes it happens ;)
Keep comments clean/not nasty. These are here for your enjoyment. If you do not enjoy-do not comment. Simple♥
Saito sat slightly bowed as he drank his tea with ease, something people rarely saw him do (he did care about posture). He tugged lightly on the ends of his hair and let a small breath escape his lips. He felt strange with his new hair but knew it was necessary for the time being. He let his mind wander to other strange things he rarely expressed to others. He knew many people thought his mind was as empty as his expressions; as he mused over it, he concluded they were half-right. He did believe having too many thoughts would clutter the efficiency of battle, but he was not in battle was he? Days like these were few, and while he still had responsibilities, the peace of solitude gave him time to think things thoroughly.
He found his inner monologues to be as pleasant as the breeze that blew during colder months. The chill made him feel alive; like he was awake for something special, not just existing. He pulled at his tomoeri of his kimono so it became taught as he felt his posture causing the kimono to spread apart. Closing his eyes to just listen he heard familiar feet scuttle across the wood.
Chizuru; he let his eyes flutter open when he heard her stop at his door.
“Saito, Hijikata would like to speak with you. I was told to come and retrieve you.” He stood, all his ease flowing out of him. He replaced his relaxed brows with stern, no-nonsense ridges. Pulling the sliding door open, he glanced at Chizuru, allowing her to stand to escort him to Hijikata. He paused when Chizuru did not move from her spot by his door.
“Have you had tea this morning?” Reasoning it was nothing important, he continued walking satisfied to see Chizuru catch up to him as he began his walk, “Yes, I have.” He was greeted with a gentle smile and expressive eyes from his partner.
“I am glad you take care of yourself better than some of the others. Saito is very self-sufficient.”
He didn’t see how that mattered, but found a pleasantness to the observation, even if everyone he knew was quite self-sufficient themselves. Saito still felt unsure with Chizuru, a female roaming around the grounds so freely gave him worry someone may try to kidnap or kill her, but if she was resigned to the possibility then he felt he should as well.
. . .
As Saito entered the room, Chizuru departed to make some tea to make the conversations and at times debates, more pleasant. The walk to the kitchen was peaceful, and quiet. It gave Chizuru time to muse over how to get to know Saito better. Obviously, he was not one for small talk but like times before, the men normally expressed their deep concerns and feelings when they felt led to. This mainly came with trust. She felt that Saito still wasn’t quite willing to trust her completely. She knew it wasn’t because he thought she would do something untrustworthy but some people didn’t give all their trust to someone right off the bat. Trust was something to be earned and Saito seemed like the person who had very few close friends, and even fewer people he trusted with his thoughts. Chizuru felt perplexed at how to gain his trust. Maybe it wasn’t something she should force to be given or to try to coax out of him; that made Chizuru feel like she was doing something underhanded, and from the experiences of others she had known, forcing people to trust you only caused strife.
Moreover, Chizuru wasn’t very good at being forceful in that way. Her thoughts broke off when she heard her name being called repeatedly, “Chizuru, finally! Are you okay?” She smiled at Heisuke and his perplexed expression, with his hands above his head in his usual carefree manner.
“I’m fine, Heisuke. Are you heading to discuss the matters at hand with Hijikata and Saito?” She watched has his puzzled expression turn into a solemn nod, “Yes but the good thing is that things seem to be going into a lapse period. After this I’m going to make my rounds.”
Chizuru nodded knowingly. She was glad to hear that things were calming down for the time being. She felt uneasy at the sudden peace but it gave her time to become more self-sufficient herself. Before Heisuke had broken from her side he turned, his hands now at his sides, “Oh, I was told by Hijikata to inform you that you didn’t have to bring us tea today. Our meeting won’t be long today so there isn’t a need for it.” Chizuru placed a smile on her face, Heisuke returned it; he turned his back and walked away.
She allowed her smile to drop. She felt a twinge of uselessness but reassured herself there were times when you could do nothing but to be there when you were needed. She decided that she would visit Okita before she proceeded to go shopping, since things were taking her routine out of order and she suddenly had time for things she hadn’t before.
. . .
Okita heard his door being slid open; he rose from his lying down position to see Chizuru sit on her knees in front of him, a teapot, and cup in her hands. He laughed lightly knowing exactly why she was here, “They didn’t need you today, did they?”
Chizuru bowed at how easily he knew her, but was relieved he didn’t seem to mind the company. “Two visits in one week, I must be dying soon.” Chizuru franticly waved her hands, “No, no! I just-” She calmed down when Okita lightly smiled at her, “I don’t mind the extra visits Chizuru. There is no need to get carried away; you should have known I was joking.”
Though he was reprimanding her, she didn’t feel like she was being chastised, she felt like he was patting her on the head like a brother would do to his sister. “Well if you wouldn’t say such morbid things I wouldn’t be so worried.” Okita laughed at her faint pout, “You are in a good mood today. Did something happen I should know of?”
Chizuru didn’t realize she was such an open book, “Well even though I am not needed today, I can get things done I couldn’t do. Such as go collect some items for dinner and the coming week.” She nodded after she had mulled over it wasn’t such a bad thing to not be in demand for the day.
Okita frowned, “Someone should go with you. I-” he stopped as the corners of Chizuru’s mouth dropped into a solid line, her brows furrowing down. “There is no need. I can do it by myself; I don’t want to trouble any of you further than I am.” Okita shook his head at her stubbornness. How could someone so petite be so strong-headed? He remembered something Hijikata had said and closed his eyes, a light smile on his face, “He was right, you truly are a woman of Edo. If you cannot be persuaded to have an escort at least wait until they are done to inform them of your escapade.”
Her face returned to its normal bubbly self and she poured Okita some tea, “Thank you! I will do as you advise.” Despite his reluctance to let her leave the grounds alone, he was happy; he had her as company for the time being. She was easy to tease; and he was getting her tea twice in one week, truly, he was blessed.
. . .
Having left Okita an hour prior, Chizuru decided she would bid her time by doing the laundry. She was starting to realize she needed a hobby. Cooking was a grand way to take up time, and chores did as well, but on days like these, she became ahead of the work needing to be done meaning: she had more free time to do nothing. She clicked her tongue at her lack of a hobby figuring it was time to pick one up. Though what that was…was still perplexing to her. She didn’t want a hobby that was too time consuming because she wanted to do it when she could and if it was time consuming that defeated its purpose. She also didn’t want it to be too labor intensive as she already got her work out doing chores, adding another “chore” to her list was over-kill.
Then she pondered over taking up something feminine such as sewing, but Chizuru couldn’t picture herself sewing things other than what needed the bare minimum; things like sewing scarves and things of the like seemed out of place to her. Maybe if she presented the question to a few of the members she would get a better answer to their thoughts on the matter.
Picking up the basket, she walked over to the clothesline and began placing them on the string. Maybe she was over-thinking again…
. . .
“Ah, Saito!” Chizuru chirped when she saw him exit the meeting room. He turned his head to acknowledge her and she bowed slightly, “I wanted to inform you I am leaving the grounds to go collect some groceries.”
“There is no need to go alone; I shall accompany you as I do not take my rounds yet.” Chizuru opened her mouth to deny his offer but thought better of it as she had never actually had Saito accompany her anywhere before. She thought back to her meager plan and smiled instead, “I would appreciate that very much.”
He nodded to her and allowed Chizuru to lead the way to where she needed to go.
. . .
Saito watched calmly as Chizuru picked through the vegetables and fruits for the proper items. She was quick to get what they needed and never seemed tempted to buy an excess amount or something for herself; such as candy or cakes. Suddenly she turned to him and exclaimed, “I would like your opinion on something…” He knew she didn’t finish until he confirmed he was listening.
When he nodded she beamed and began walking from one of the stands continuing on her way to the next stop, “I’ve been contemplating taking up a hobby when I am not needed around the grounds. Do you have any suggestions?” She paused to gauge the vegetables at the next stand; unsatisfied she continued.
His eyes opened a bit at the question but he took the question to heart and began mulling it over.
“What is it you like to do?” He didn’t even know what she liked or didn’t like to do. He didn’t want to say something only for her to say she didn’t like doing that.
“I already thought about sewing but I decided it wasn’t something I enjoyed. I want to do something creative but isn’t time consuming.”
Saito looked directly ahead, “You did not answer my question though. What is it that you like to do?” He didn’t quite like reprimanding her but that didn’t really help him at all; he already knew that.
Chizuru smiled at his statement, “I don’t know actually. I’ve been searching for my father for so long, and doing things a woman wouldn’t do, that I can’t see myself doing anything.”
He hummed lightly at the predicament. He was now very interested in possible ideas, “You like to cook do you not. Perhaps you should experiment with that. We can afford to buy a little extra for your hobby.”
Chizuru shook her head, “I don’t want to cause problems. Money should be spent wisely. At this time I don’t think we should do that when that money may be needed for more important things.”
Saito could only nod. She came about her answers logically, and to the point. It was as if she had already justified why she could or could not do something. Her logic made sense and he had to agree with her point in case. In fact, he felt slightly embarrassed for suggesting such an idea.
Chizuru glanced at Saito’s face and smiled gently, “I appreciate your suggestion though. You don’t have to give me an idea if it is troubling you.”
That left Saito with mixed feelings. Now that she had mentioned it, he couldn’t just forget about it. He would think about it for the rest of the day. In addition, he considered this like a challenge and he wasn’t going to let it best him so easily.
He heard quiet laughter and glanced down at Chizuru and she stopped. “Your face is so stern. You must really be taking my question to heart. Thank you, though I find it sort of funny that you’re putting so much thought into it.” Chizuru broke her gaze with Saito and looked at the meat; upon deciding she purchased it and put it in her basket while giving some to Saito to stick in his. He pushed the basket in front of him so she could easily put it in.
He felt embarrassed at what face he must have been making; he thought he wasn’t doing anything out of the ordinary. He sighed a bit, “If you give me more time I should be able to provide you with more suggestions.”
She nodded, “If you would like to; thank you again.” She chanced another glance at his face, “Are you going to help with dinner tonight as well?” He looked at her from the corner of his eye and while she was trying to hide it, he saw eagerness in her posture. He smiled faintly at her openness. He felt warmed by her wanting his company for something simple such as cooking, “If you will accept me.”
She jumped; shock on her face, “Why would I not accept your offer!”
He found her expression to be priceless and couldn’t help but laugh lightly at her anxiety. This caused Chizuru to blush and walk in step with him again, bowing her head. He couldn’t stop the softness in his eyes, she really did care too much about others, but he also couldn’t help but point out something else either, “I also believe you invited me; I do not remember offering to cook tonight.”
Her eyes shot up at him to apologize but when she spotted his mischievous glint, she realized he was teasing her. She didn’t know how to react, seeing him so at ease, and teasing her even! She giggled and stopped walking when she found the next stand she needed, “That was rude of me, I suppose.”
He nodded, “Yes, I agree.”
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Horrible stopping point; also frustrated on trying to give Saito lines…arg.
I tried to do some research on Saito (and Chizuru to see if it said anything she liked to do from the game etc. but found nothing) and found the same thing. Reserved, polite and intelligent and I’m like, “Is that it? That tells me nothing. Many people are reserved, polite, and intelligent. I want more character traits…or something detailed.” So if any of you have played the games can you give me some basic overview of Saito in-game (and maybe even Chizuru). Thanks!