Hakuouki fanfiction - Hijikata/Saitou: "Poem for you", OMAKE
Title: Poem for you
Author: manaika
Series: Hakuouki, between Reimeiroku and Shinsengumi Kitan
Pairing: HijiSai, with a bakatrio threesome and hints of Kondo/Okita and past Tani/Sano on the sideline.
Rating: PG-15 and up. Varies between chapters, but only one is really for Mature Audience, I’ll warn you in time. (IMO 17 and 16 years old would cope, but there are actually rules for rating, that I have to follow.)
Genre: humor and romance, written for the purpose to amuse
Warnings: sexual scenes, language, male/male relationship, graphic depictions of sexual intercourse, my attempts of imitating Hijikata’s haiku-style in english, bakatrio threesomeness, meddling Okita, fluff?
Summary: Sano, Shinpa and Heisuke decide it’s time for their vice commander to take some action in regards of a certain taciturn left-handed swordsman. Written for tokio_fujita, because she is as devoted to HijiSai as I am to ShinpaSano and because Reimeiroku is full of Saitou moe.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hakuoki and neither am I making money writing this. But it is still my work.
Set in the months between the end of Reimeroku and start of Shinsengumi Kitan.
Poem for you, the plan
Poem for you, the first try
Poem for you, the second try
Poem for you, the third try
Poem for you, the twist
Poem for you, the climax
Poem for you, the aftermath
POEM FOR YOU
OMAKE - the aftermath
The next morning, Saitou woke to the chirping of birds, the fresh smell of the morning air and the embrace of warmth around him. He turned his head to be greeted by raven black hair and the sleeping face of his lover and the events of last night started streaming into his sleep-fuzzed mind and charmed a small smile onto his face.
Finally.
Finally, with the help of their friends, he was able to give himself to the vice-commander. He would have to thank Shinpachi, and probably Sano and Heisuke too. He was sure they went an extra mile for them to be finally happy.
Saitou was really greatfull for such friends, even if they were quite a handfull at times. But he would never trade them.
Just as he would never trade Hijikata-san...Toushizou-san, not for the world.
His lover was still sleeping peacefully and Saitou didn’t have the heart to wake him. Not if once Hijikata was up, he would barricade himself behind a mountain of paperwork and do everything thinkable to ruin his health, from skipping meals to not sleeping.
And so, Saitou, with all of the rights he had as the young lover of the demon vice, decided to let Toushizou-san rest for a little longer and he rose and searched the room for his sleeping yukata. Then with one last look to the calm, sleeping face of his lover, he headed to his own room.
x*x
Not a half an hour later, he was down by the well to freshen himself up for the day, washing away the last night’s remaints. But even if the sensations faded, the memories would stay with him for an entire lifetime. He would treasure them and they would remain a piece of him, untill his mind faded away. He would remember the gentle touch and soft kisses, the rough, calloused hands and full lips, the carefull press, claiming him...
He felt a flush coloring his face a light shade of red, when his body heated up as it recalled the memory very vividly.
He would keep it in his heart forever.
He was just washing his face, splashing the cold water onto the skin to calm the heat spreading there, when a cheerfull voice spoke: „You seem to be relaxed today.“
He lifted his head only to be greeted by sparkling azure blue eyes and the wide smile of his friend.
Shinpachi was dressed only in his purple top and blue-painted noubakama, his other usual, distinctive garments nowhere to be seen, brown hair falling freely into his face, the early sunlight casting it into a golden glow.
Saitou had to admit, that man, his friend was beautiful. However, not many people noticed this. Hidden behind a layer of gruffness and muscles, and clothes that underlined the masculinity, one rarely caught a glimpse of the beauty that lied there.
Saitou understood Sano and Heisuke, but he doubted, in that odd, yet comfortable arrangement the three of them had, was a place for him. And besides, before he could have even considered the possibility, he had given his heart away.
To Toushizou-san.
He smiled into himself, letting his guard down around his friend and nodded.
„Yes.“
Then he looked Shinpachi over, taking note of the tussled hair and dopey smile and it wasn’t very had to guess, that events similar to those in Toushizou-san’s bedroom happened last night to Shinpachi too.
Yesterday that thought would have made him blush.
Today it spread his smile.
„You seem relaxed yourself.“
Shinpachi chuckled as he approached the well also to freshen himself up, splashing some of the cold water onto his face in the same manner Saitou did previously.
„How could I not be?“ the man looked at Saitou. „You know who I lie with, right?“
This caused a little blood rush into Saitou’s face and look away in embarassment. Even though he now had Toushizou-san, it didn’t mean he had to appreciate such a blunt nand crude language. Shinpachi could be disgustingly improper at times...
A snort brought his attention back to the present.
„But I still can’t compare to Heisuke. I wonder how he’ll look today. He’d...gotten some big action last night and now I’m really curious how this will develope. Though, Sano might kill one of us.“ With that, the man winked at him and the red in Saitou’s face doubled at the implication.
Did Shinpachi imply just now that...
Heisuke...? On...
No.
Saitou absolutely refused to imagine that.
A chuckle tore him out of his thoughts and blue eyes sparked at him.
„You might be a gifted swordsman, but in this field, you still have lots to learn.“
Saitou admitted to himself, that his friend was right. But now, he had someone to explore the endless possibilities with, someone that was dear to him. Someone he loved.
Toushizou-san...
Suddenly, the thought how Toushizou-san would look in the throws of pleasure from an upper perspective crossed his mind and promptly sent a pleasent shiver down Saitou’s spine.
He promptly stomped the thought out and chided himself.
Toushizou-san as the...
No.
It was just as impossible as Sano recieving Heisuke.
And suddenly Saitou wondered...
„You do realize that Sano might be leading you by the nose?"
After all, Sano had his body under perfect control. So, if he let Heisuke...do that to him, there were chances, that he was getting something out of it. Something that, knowing the hot-tempered male, was borderline insane and potentionaly dangerous. Thinking about it, Saitou liked the idea less and less.
Shinpachi didn’t seem to share his worries, as the strong male threw his head back and laughed heartily. „Of course he is! It would be only half of the fun, if he wasn’t. And besides," Shinpachi leaned to Saitou, looking straight into his eyes with mischief sparkling in his own. „Men enjoy being lead by the nose. At least in such things."
Saitou gave him a quizzical look, but before either of them could say anything else, a voice from behind them spoke.
„Shinpachi, don’t try to turn him into a pervert! One of you is more than enough."
They both turned around only to see Sano standing there, dressed still in his night-blue sleeping yukata, that, tied low on his wait, showed a nice glimpse of the well toned chest and chiseled muscles. His eyes were still a little sleepy, like he’d just gotten up, the messy, sleep-tussled hair undone, smelling of a great ’morning after’.
„You wouldn’t have me any other way, admit it." Shinpachi smirked and Sano matched it, as they looked each other up and down, taking in the different appearence, appreciating the beauty of the other male.
Saitou shook his head.
„You two enjoy nanshoku more than it’s healthy."
Sano raised an eyebrow. „And don’t tell me that after last night you can’t understand it."
It was amusing to see the young male flush an interesting shade of red.
Shinpachi chuckled. „You just wait. I’m sure Hijikata-san will make you work twice as hard than he already does. And all because of that sweet, wet, hot feeling of tight-"
„You don’t want to finish that sentence, Shinpachi."
The brownhaired male jumped and turned on his heels as he heard the deep voice with the thick, heavy Edo accent.
„Hijikata-san!"
The demon vice’s purple eyes were narrowed to slits as his look was pure darkness, like he was ready to unleash a hord of demons from Enma’s kingdom at the second executor of the Shinsengumi, and the otherwise eloquent Shinpachi was reduced to a helpless pile of incoherent ’anos’, ’etos’ and ’how should I put its’, while Sano smirked in unholy glee. Finally Shinpachi would get justice for his own doings, instead of someone else taking the blame. He contemplated on getting Heisuke to see it, but after the last nights events, he decided against it. Revenge was sweet. He caught Saitou’s glance and a look was all it took for them to reach an understanding and together they proceeded to do their morning routine, ignoring the tense silence building up behind them.
The times were changing and they were moving along.
ox*xo-*- THE END -*-ox*xo
Notes
For the record: No, Heisuke didn’t top Sano. I admit, that at first that had been the plan, but after suffering three brain-deaths and my face went through various shades of green, I decided to abandon that idea and rewrote it, so that it stays at the attempt. However I let the final conversation between Shinpachi and Saitou unchanged, just because Shinpachi is an asshole and Sano is a bastard and they like making people believe scary things just to get the kick out of the face that innocent, unknowing person makes, when they drop the bomb. That and they swore they would tie me naked onto the bed and just leave me there, horny as I was, if I rewrote it (which is just another level of torture that I’m not sure I could bear) and I, admittedly, liked the conversation too much to erase it. Jokes aside, in my opinion, it suits there. I have noticed that Shinpachi likes to tease Saitou and what better way to do that than say something ambigous? Meanwhile, „Heisuke got some action“ and „Wonder how Sano will look“ could both mean anything and don’t have to refer to anything...brainkilling at all.
BTW, somethin I realized, while I was writing this. The pet-name that Heisiuke calls Shinpachi - Shinpat-suan. I realized that it’s the same honorific that in One Piece Sanji uses on Nami. Only there it’s not written as -suan, but -swan. According to One Piece fans, such an honorific is used when someone wants to sweeten it, or make it sound more personal, like they want to show that they stand closer to that person than on formal terms. Or that they respect that person while still finding them cute. I’m not sure if some of you have watched that show, but it made me snicker every time I wrote ’Shinpat-suan’ and I wanted to share it with you. :)
In all honesty, I have mixed feelings about this fanfic of mine. I feel like I’m going out of myself, when I write this, that I’m writing like I never wrote before, but at the same time...after re-reading the fanfiction, I...get a weird feeling. Like it’s...inconsistent, or something. Like it doesn’t make sense. But when I try to think about the parts that don’t make sense, I find the logic within them and don’t know where or what to rewrite. If this fanfiction sounds weird to you in the long run, please forgive me. It’s just another of my mishaps. I decided to make YOU choose whether it’s good stuff, or worth shit. Tell me in all honesty.
The last thing to say:
I wanted to write this, as a surprise for a good soul, then it somehow turned into a birthday fic, then, as I didn’t make it due to the date, a Christmas fic, but as I missed that too I decided it’s an all-in-one + thank-you-for-your-hard-work gift fic.
With all those mixed feelings, I don’t know whether you’ll like it, Cynthia-san, but I hope you’ll accept this gift as a token of my friendship. I have so many things just thanks to you and I wanted to give you soomething in return. It might not be the best of the best HijiSai, but at the current moment, it’s the best I can do and my best to give to you. I hope you like it, at least a little. ^^ Happy birthday, Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, Happy Chinese New Year and Thank you for everything. ~_^
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Author: manaika
Series: Hakuouki, between Reimeiroku and Shinsengumi Kitan
Pairing: HijiSai, with a bakatrio threesome and hints of Kondo/Okita and past Tani/Sano on the sideline.
Rating: PG-15 and up. Varies between chapters, but only one is really for Mature Audience, I’ll warn you in time. (IMO 17 and 16 years old would cope, but there are actually rules for rating, that I have to follow.)
Genre: humor and romance, written for the purpose to amuse
Warnings: sexual scenes, language, male/male relationship, graphic depictions of sexual intercourse, my attempts of imitating Hijikata’s haiku-style in english, bakatrio threesomeness, meddling Okita, fluff?
Summary: Sano, Shinpa and Heisuke decide it’s time for their vice commander to take some action in regards of a certain taciturn left-handed swordsman. Written for tokio_fujita, because she is as devoted to HijiSai as I am to ShinpaSano and because Reimeiroku is full of Saitou moe.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hakuoki and neither am I making money writing this. But it is still my work.
Set in the months between the end of Reimeroku and start of Shinsengumi Kitan.
Poem for you, the plan
Poem for you, the first try
Poem for you, the second try
Poem for you, the third try
Poem for you, the twist
Poem for you, the climax
Poem for you, the aftermath
POEM FOR YOU
OMAKE - the aftermath
The next morning, Saitou woke to the chirping of birds, the fresh smell of the morning air and the embrace of warmth around him. He turned his head to be greeted by raven black hair and the sleeping face of his lover and the events of last night started streaming into his sleep-fuzzed mind and charmed a small smile onto his face.
Finally.
Finally, with the help of their friends, he was able to give himself to the vice-commander. He would have to thank Shinpachi, and probably Sano and Heisuke too. He was sure they went an extra mile for them to be finally happy.
Saitou was really greatfull for such friends, even if they were quite a handfull at times. But he would never trade them.
Just as he would never trade Hijikata-san...Toushizou-san, not for the world.
His lover was still sleeping peacefully and Saitou didn’t have the heart to wake him. Not if once Hijikata was up, he would barricade himself behind a mountain of paperwork and do everything thinkable to ruin his health, from skipping meals to not sleeping.
And so, Saitou, with all of the rights he had as the young lover of the demon vice, decided to let Toushizou-san rest for a little longer and he rose and searched the room for his sleeping yukata. Then with one last look to the calm, sleeping face of his lover, he headed to his own room.
x*x
Not a half an hour later, he was down by the well to freshen himself up for the day, washing away the last night’s remaints. But even if the sensations faded, the memories would stay with him for an entire lifetime. He would treasure them and they would remain a piece of him, untill his mind faded away. He would remember the gentle touch and soft kisses, the rough, calloused hands and full lips, the carefull press, claiming him...
He felt a flush coloring his face a light shade of red, when his body heated up as it recalled the memory very vividly.
He would keep it in his heart forever.
He was just washing his face, splashing the cold water onto the skin to calm the heat spreading there, when a cheerfull voice spoke: „You seem to be relaxed today.“
He lifted his head only to be greeted by sparkling azure blue eyes and the wide smile of his friend.
Shinpachi was dressed only in his purple top and blue-painted noubakama, his other usual, distinctive garments nowhere to be seen, brown hair falling freely into his face, the early sunlight casting it into a golden glow.
Saitou had to admit, that man, his friend was beautiful. However, not many people noticed this. Hidden behind a layer of gruffness and muscles, and clothes that underlined the masculinity, one rarely caught a glimpse of the beauty that lied there.
Saitou understood Sano and Heisuke, but he doubted, in that odd, yet comfortable arrangement the three of them had, was a place for him. And besides, before he could have even considered the possibility, he had given his heart away.
To Toushizou-san.
He smiled into himself, letting his guard down around his friend and nodded.
„Yes.“
Then he looked Shinpachi over, taking note of the tussled hair and dopey smile and it wasn’t very had to guess, that events similar to those in Toushizou-san’s bedroom happened last night to Shinpachi too.
Yesterday that thought would have made him blush.
Today it spread his smile.
„You seem relaxed yourself.“
Shinpachi chuckled as he approached the well also to freshen himself up, splashing some of the cold water onto his face in the same manner Saitou did previously.
„How could I not be?“ the man looked at Saitou. „You know who I lie with, right?“
This caused a little blood rush into Saitou’s face and look away in embarassment. Even though he now had Toushizou-san, it didn’t mean he had to appreciate such a blunt nand crude language. Shinpachi could be disgustingly improper at times...
A snort brought his attention back to the present.
„But I still can’t compare to Heisuke. I wonder how he’ll look today. He’d...gotten some big action last night and now I’m really curious how this will develope. Though, Sano might kill one of us.“ With that, the man winked at him and the red in Saitou’s face doubled at the implication.
Did Shinpachi imply just now that...
Heisuke...? On...
No.
Saitou absolutely refused to imagine that.
A chuckle tore him out of his thoughts and blue eyes sparked at him.
„You might be a gifted swordsman, but in this field, you still have lots to learn.“
Saitou admitted to himself, that his friend was right. But now, he had someone to explore the endless possibilities with, someone that was dear to him. Someone he loved.
Toushizou-san...
Suddenly, the thought how Toushizou-san would look in the throws of pleasure from an upper perspective crossed his mind and promptly sent a pleasent shiver down Saitou’s spine.
He promptly stomped the thought out and chided himself.
Toushizou-san as the...
No.
It was just as impossible as Sano recieving Heisuke.
And suddenly Saitou wondered...
„You do realize that Sano might be leading you by the nose?"
After all, Sano had his body under perfect control. So, if he let Heisuke...do that to him, there were chances, that he was getting something out of it. Something that, knowing the hot-tempered male, was borderline insane and potentionaly dangerous. Thinking about it, Saitou liked the idea less and less.
Shinpachi didn’t seem to share his worries, as the strong male threw his head back and laughed heartily. „Of course he is! It would be only half of the fun, if he wasn’t. And besides," Shinpachi leaned to Saitou, looking straight into his eyes with mischief sparkling in his own. „Men enjoy being lead by the nose. At least in such things."
Saitou gave him a quizzical look, but before either of them could say anything else, a voice from behind them spoke.
„Shinpachi, don’t try to turn him into a pervert! One of you is more than enough."
They both turned around only to see Sano standing there, dressed still in his night-blue sleeping yukata, that, tied low on his wait, showed a nice glimpse of the well toned chest and chiseled muscles. His eyes were still a little sleepy, like he’d just gotten up, the messy, sleep-tussled hair undone, smelling of a great ’morning after’.
„You wouldn’t have me any other way, admit it." Shinpachi smirked and Sano matched it, as they looked each other up and down, taking in the different appearence, appreciating the beauty of the other male.
Saitou shook his head.
„You two enjoy nanshoku more than it’s healthy."
Sano raised an eyebrow. „And don’t tell me that after last night you can’t understand it."
It was amusing to see the young male flush an interesting shade of red.
Shinpachi chuckled. „You just wait. I’m sure Hijikata-san will make you work twice as hard than he already does. And all because of that sweet, wet, hot feeling of tight-"
„You don’t want to finish that sentence, Shinpachi."
The brownhaired male jumped and turned on his heels as he heard the deep voice with the thick, heavy Edo accent.
„Hijikata-san!"
The demon vice’s purple eyes were narrowed to slits as his look was pure darkness, like he was ready to unleash a hord of demons from Enma’s kingdom at the second executor of the Shinsengumi, and the otherwise eloquent Shinpachi was reduced to a helpless pile of incoherent ’anos’, ’etos’ and ’how should I put its’, while Sano smirked in unholy glee. Finally Shinpachi would get justice for his own doings, instead of someone else taking the blame. He contemplated on getting Heisuke to see it, but after the last nights events, he decided against it. Revenge was sweet. He caught Saitou’s glance and a look was all it took for them to reach an understanding and together they proceeded to do their morning routine, ignoring the tense silence building up behind them.
The times were changing and they were moving along.
ox*xo-*- THE END -*-ox*xo
Notes
For the record: No, Heisuke didn’t top Sano. I admit, that at first that had been the plan, but after suffering three brain-deaths and my face went through various shades of green, I decided to abandon that idea and rewrote it, so that it stays at the attempt. However I let the final conversation between Shinpachi and Saitou unchanged, just because Shinpachi is an asshole and Sano is a bastard and they like making people believe scary things just to get the kick out of the face that innocent, unknowing person makes, when they drop the bomb. That and they swore they would tie me naked onto the bed and just leave me there, horny as I was, if I rewrote it (which is just another level of torture that I’m not sure I could bear) and I, admittedly, liked the conversation too much to erase it. Jokes aside, in my opinion, it suits there. I have noticed that Shinpachi likes to tease Saitou and what better way to do that than say something ambigous? Meanwhile, „Heisuke got some action“ and „Wonder how Sano will look“ could both mean anything and don’t have to refer to anything...brainkilling at all.
BTW, somethin I realized, while I was writing this. The pet-name that Heisiuke calls Shinpachi - Shinpat-suan. I realized that it’s the same honorific that in One Piece Sanji uses on Nami. Only there it’s not written as -suan, but -swan. According to One Piece fans, such an honorific is used when someone wants to sweeten it, or make it sound more personal, like they want to show that they stand closer to that person than on formal terms. Or that they respect that person while still finding them cute. I’m not sure if some of you have watched that show, but it made me snicker every time I wrote ’Shinpat-suan’ and I wanted to share it with you. :)
In all honesty, I have mixed feelings about this fanfic of mine. I feel like I’m going out of myself, when I write this, that I’m writing like I never wrote before, but at the same time...after re-reading the fanfiction, I...get a weird feeling. Like it’s...inconsistent, or something. Like it doesn’t make sense. But when I try to think about the parts that don’t make sense, I find the logic within them and don’t know where or what to rewrite. If this fanfiction sounds weird to you in the long run, please forgive me. It’s just another of my mishaps. I decided to make YOU choose whether it’s good stuff, or worth shit. Tell me in all honesty.
The last thing to say:
I wanted to write this, as a surprise for a good soul, then it somehow turned into a birthday fic, then, as I didn’t make it due to the date, a Christmas fic, but as I missed that too I decided it’s an all-in-one + thank-you-for-your-hard-work gift fic.
With all those mixed feelings, I don’t know whether you’ll like it, Cynthia-san, but I hope you’ll accept this gift as a token of my friendship. I have so many things just thanks to you and I wanted to give you soomething in return. It might not be the best of the best HijiSai, but at the current moment, it’s the best I can do and my best to give to you. I hope you like it, at least a little. ^^ Happy birthday, Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, Happy Chinese New Year and Thank you for everything. ~_^
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