Valentine's Day Challenge 2012: Love Letter
Title: Your Beloved Butterfly
Author: britedark
Universe: pre-canon
POV: Izayoi
Word Count: 484
Summary: Izayoi writes a letter to her dead beloved.
Author's Note: This will be added to the "Taiyoukai's Butterfly" collection.
To My Dearest and Most Terrible Lord,
Your butterfly misses you every candle-mark of every day. Her love for you is unending. How she yearns to see you even once more, in any of your magnificent forms. She yearns to feel the touch of your clawed hands, or the silk of your fur. She yearns to see the love and laughter in your expression; that was reserved for her alone.
This butterfly can at least almost look into your eyes. Our child’s eyes are gold, like yours, save on his human nights, when they are like mine. How I wish that you were still alive, so that you might hold him in your arms. That he would have your strength protecting him, and your wisdom, honor, and laughter teaching him.
I do my poor best, beloved lord. I will do anything to protect our son. Your final gift, the robe of the fire-rat, has already saved our lives more than once. On my trip back to my family’s home, it served as ever-warm blanket, and protective jacket. For now, I use it as a sling to hold our baby; when he walks, it will become his.
Oh, that you could see him! He is growing so fast-faster than a human child. Already, he is starting to crawl, and so I write this while he is asleep, for already, one must keep an eye on him. He has your eyes, and his hair is whiter than yours, and his ears! They twitch at every sound, and move with every change of mood, and he goes into ecstasy when they are stroked or tickled.
My only fear is the day I have to explain why he is shunned by everyone except myself and my women; when I have to explain what he is. My lord father granted me sanctuary after your death, but he cannot and will not acknowledge his first grandson. Worse, my eldest brother hates and loathes the child, and my lord father’s protection will not outlast his death. But, I will be strong, and I will plan, for I will protect our child with all my heart and all my strength, until the day I die. I am determined that your love and sacrifice will not be in vain, my lord. Inuyasha will be a son to be proud of.
Are youkai souls like human souls? I do hope that one day our souls may be reunited, that we may watch over our son together, and then, when he no longer requires us, it is my hope that we may take new lives and find each other again. Our time together was so short, far shorter than we dreamed, when you first named me ‘Butterfly.’ But, I cherish and remember with joy and love every moment that we spent together.
And I will never regret.
Your beloved butterfly,
Izayoi
Author: britedark
Universe: pre-canon
POV: Izayoi
Word Count: 484
Summary: Izayoi writes a letter to her dead beloved.
Author's Note: This will be added to the "Taiyoukai's Butterfly" collection.
To My Dearest and Most Terrible Lord,
Your butterfly misses you every candle-mark of every day. Her love for you is unending. How she yearns to see you even once more, in any of your magnificent forms. She yearns to feel the touch of your clawed hands, or the silk of your fur. She yearns to see the love and laughter in your expression; that was reserved for her alone.
This butterfly can at least almost look into your eyes. Our child’s eyes are gold, like yours, save on his human nights, when they are like mine. How I wish that you were still alive, so that you might hold him in your arms. That he would have your strength protecting him, and your wisdom, honor, and laughter teaching him.
I do my poor best, beloved lord. I will do anything to protect our son. Your final gift, the robe of the fire-rat, has already saved our lives more than once. On my trip back to my family’s home, it served as ever-warm blanket, and protective jacket. For now, I use it as a sling to hold our baby; when he walks, it will become his.
Oh, that you could see him! He is growing so fast-faster than a human child. Already, he is starting to crawl, and so I write this while he is asleep, for already, one must keep an eye on him. He has your eyes, and his hair is whiter than yours, and his ears! They twitch at every sound, and move with every change of mood, and he goes into ecstasy when they are stroked or tickled.
My only fear is the day I have to explain why he is shunned by everyone except myself and my women; when I have to explain what he is. My lord father granted me sanctuary after your death, but he cannot and will not acknowledge his first grandson. Worse, my eldest brother hates and loathes the child, and my lord father’s protection will not outlast his death. But, I will be strong, and I will plan, for I will protect our child with all my heart and all my strength, until the day I die. I am determined that your love and sacrifice will not be in vain, my lord. Inuyasha will be a son to be proud of.
Are youkai souls like human souls? I do hope that one day our souls may be reunited, that we may watch over our son together, and then, when he no longer requires us, it is my hope that we may take new lives and find each other again. Our time together was so short, far shorter than we dreamed, when you first named me ‘Butterfly.’ But, I cherish and remember with joy and love every moment that we spent together.
And I will never regret.
Your beloved butterfly,
Izayoi