Purple Doll (Chapter5/5 Part A) - ReitaxUruha, ByouxUruha
Title: Ningyou Murasaki (Purple Doll)
Chapters: 5A/5
Author: mypaperdoll1611
Genre: Historical (set on Heian Period), Drama, Romance, Smut
Warnings: sex scenes
Ratings: NC-17
Pairings/Characters: ReitaxUruha, ByouxUruha
Band: the GazettE, ScReW
Summary: Came from a devoured clan, Uruha promised revenge to the nobles who killed the people he loved. The only survivor ran and returned to Kyoto as an entertainer. He seduces the sons of the possible nobles who planned the whole massacre seven years ago and tries to discover the truth of that crimson colored nightmare.
Comments: I don't know if someone's still reading this but I just want to finish this for my ownself. This is part A.
[The Last Night: Purple Eyes ~ We’ll Welcome the Sun Together]
“Takashima Kouyou, old man, the one you’re talking with your rubbish mouth is Takashima Kouyou,” a smart looking kid slowly walked towards them. At a young age, he’s already carrying a sword. “And I am…”
“Samurai-kun…”
“I love how your messy hair hugs your gorgeous face. Your purple eyes that I love…”
“Samurai-kun…”
“I kind of like you, Kouyou.”
“Samurai-kun…”
“Yeah, he’s mine! It’s because… we love each other.”
“Samurai-kun!”
You who were my shadow, you who were my sunlight, thank you for everything. I’m sorry if I did forget the memories we had, those very happy memories we once had. Your hand that I tightly hold, your back that I continue to stare, won’t we stay like this? We’re the only one moving with the passage of time, not those blood shedding attractions, not that crimson scenery, it’s only us. We’re finally walking at the same path, finally seeing the same future as if our eyes were one. Someone’s playing a sad love song.
Twenty-two years ago…
“I betrayed you,”
“You’re my most beloved maiko, my ever trusted person yet why? How could you do this unto me? He’s the only person I ever love.”
“It’s because he’s the person I ever love with all my being.”
“Murasaki, I knew how you feel about me. It’s just that, I love Himiko more than anything in this world. I love Himiko and our son.”
“Curse you and your son!” Murasaki tried to hurt her former maiko but the man she loves stopped her.
“Murasaki, I’m sorry,” the man embraced her, his tears flooded. “You’re very beautiful and talented. I even admire those dolls you make. You deserve to be happy. Forget about me. I’m not worthy of your love.”
“No! Why can’t it be me? I met you first. I love you first!” Murasaki stood with her tiptoe and kiss the man in front of her maiko, “Everything she has, everything she is, it’s all because of me. What does she have that I can’t give you?”
“Murasaki…” the man cupped her face. He gently caressed her hair, “If you talk like that, I think it’s Himiko that’s lacking not you. You’re perfect, you’re strong, you could live on your own but Himiko.. She’s so clumsy and sometimes so stupid. That’s why I can’t leave her alone. I can’t leave her and my son alone,” the man smiled and let go of her hand.
“I’m really sorry,” Himiko bowed.
“I won’t forgive both of you!” suddenly, men carrying swords appeared from the dark.
“Murasaki, what’s the meaning of this?”
“If you won’t be mine, better die!” swords started to slash from the wind.
The man wasn’t strong enough to protect his family. His wife was killed. He was hearing cries from the innocent child before he lost his consciousness, “At least, let him live, Murasaki.”
“I won’t let you die, my love.” Murasaki drank a potion and transferred it to the man. “You won’t remember anything. You’ll inherit your father’s throne without remembering a single thing and when the right time comes; your son would be your downfall.”
“Murasaki,” another man appeared.
“Takashima-sama, here’s the baby. As we planned, he’ll grow up as a Takashima. Train him and let him suffer. Let him hate his life, let him hate his worthless existence.”
“His eyes…”
“Yes, it’s the same as his, the same as his father. Those purple eyes…”
Uruha held Akira’s hand tighter. The secrets of the past that beckoned his personality continued to flow like an uncontrolled river. They were hiding as they witness the rebellion that’s unfolding. Many were killed. The fire continued to ate the whole scenery. Both of them stood up, they’re going to meet Yuu and the others.
“Sorry,” Uruha pushed himself at Akira’s back. Holding it tightly, he won’t let go, for sure.
“Are you tired? We’re really terrible, aren’t we? Sorry for doing those things to you Kouyou, Sorry for not telling you about those things earlier. It’s just that…”
“I love you so much.”
Akira faced him with dazzling eyes of confession; it was him after all, “Thank you. I’ll definitely make you happy…”
A purple hydrangea struck my site. It’s astonishing and glowing. Soon enough it would wither but let me touch you for a while. Your innocence among this war, I maybe same as you: not knowing anything yet we stand in the middle.
As Uruha kneeled on the ground to caress the beautiful flower, he saw a pair of zori on his front. He lifted his gaze to see a horrible scene. It’s Kojima. It’s him carrying his injured brother. Ruby tears started to fell unto his eyes.
“Uruha!” Akira called him.
“Don’t move!” Kojima threw his brother and pointed his sword to Uruha.
“Kojima-niisama, how could you do that to Takanori?
“He’s still breathing. I didn’t kill him. He’s my brother after all but surely by now, you’re all aware of my strength.” Kojima pulled Uruha toward his body.
“Kojima…”Akira had a grip unto Takanori’s body. “Going this far even hurting your own brother, what are you aiming for?”
“What am I aiming for?” Kojima tasted the scent of Uruha’s body.
Seven years ago…
After the Takashima Clan was annihilated and Kouyou has gone missing, the emperor commanded the remaining four clans to search for Lady Murasaki. After few years of being under the potion, the emperor finally realized why he’s fond of that boy, a loving that was usually mistaken by others as intimate and sensual even by the candidate for the throne. It’s not because he wanted to share a bed with him but it’s because he’s his son. Lady Murasaki controlled the Takashima Clan easily because of their greed for power.
On that autumn, Kojima was heading to the emperor’s room as he heard some officials talking. He was supposed to report about the latest sighting of Lady Murasaki when he accidentally heard a conversation he wasn’t suppose to know. For his mind has a sleeping madness, his childhood full of grief, this little crack will waver his heart in a worst way anyone could describe.
“Oh so, either Shiroyama-dono or Suzuki-dono would be the heir-apparent?” one said.
“Shiroyama-dono’s taking care of the emperor since his body became weak. Suzuki-dono’s the one who lead the annihilation of the Takashima Clan. It must really be painful for them. They all grew attached to Takashima-dono.”
“Ah, how about Yutaka-dono, Matsumoto Kojima-dono and Matsumoto Takanori-dono?”
“Yutaka-dono decided for himself that he’ll stay at a shrine and peacefully spend his life there. Takanori-dono showed no interest for the throne after Takashima-dono was gone but Kojima-dono…”
“Even though he’s an illegitimate child, he’s still aiming for the throne?”
The other chuckled, “Such an ambitious child, isn’t it? Even though, her mother’s a whore…He’s lucky that he looked like Takanori-dono or else there’s no way we could be sure that he’s a Matsumoto…”
Kojima couldn’t control his sword as it slashed the two that violated his heart. His mother wasn’t a whore. She was just an ordinary noble who fell in love and unexpectedly bore a child. She kept it secret until her death and the name of his son rang unto the ears of his father. He adopted him but no one treated him nicely. They’re all kind in front of him but they’re spreading malicious rumors on his back. He couldn’t forgive them especially when his kind mother’s name is at stake.
“I will be the emperor to prove everyone they’re wrong. I will make everyone who hurt me and my mother suffers. I will be the emperor and make Kouyou mine!”
“You became Lady Murasaki’s accomplice because you wanted revenge? Kojima, what about Kouyou? He didn’t do anything to you but…” Akira couldn’t finish his word.
“I can’t live without him. He’s the only person who valued me that’s why… Kouyou, please, won’t you stay with me? Won’t you give up the throne for me? Won’t you love me?” Kojima kissed his cheek.
“Kojima-niisama, if it’s about the throne, I could give it up for you. We could return back to those days when we’re together but I… I couldn’t love you for I only love Samurai-kun… I could only love Akira until I die.”
“Is that so?” Uruha felt Kojima’s hold went tighter.
“Nnnn…” Uruha moaned as the other’s embrace pained his body.
“Akira, won’t you die on his stead?” Kojima’s blade touched Uruha’s neck.
“I already did. Same as seven years ago, I die every time I hurt him. Another death won’t matter,” Akira pointed his sword to his own chest. “But… not now!” Akira changed his stunt, now the sword was directed unto his opponent.
“You…” Kojima was shocked as he felt a cold sensation unto his nape.
“Drop the sword or the next thing that will drop is your head,” Yuu appeared on his back.
“Yuu-san, don’t hurt Kojima-niisama. Everyone, stop this meaningless fight!” Kouyou cried. “Takanori’s already injured. I won’t be able to stand it anymore if someone will be hurt again!”
“You’re the same as your mother, cunning yet acting so innocent.”
“Lady Murasaki…” Kouyou heard a familiar voice on his back.
Kojima laughed, “You get caught? Such a worthless fool!”
“Aren’t we the same?” Lady Murasaki laughed.
“Shut up!” Uke tightened his hold to the lady. “Faking your death, killing everyone on your teahouse, you’re a heartless person,”
“Oh my, you shouldn’t be talking to me like that little boy. I’m the one who took care of your beloved. I’m the one who raised and cultivated the beauty you’re all lusting for…” Lady Murasaki smiled.
“Stop this worthless chatting, let go of Kouyou,” Yuu’s patience was running out.
“Etou…” Kojima let go of Uruha but immediately grasped the other’s wrist as he shielded himself with the incoming attack of Yuu.
“Let me go, little boy,” Lady Murasaki stole one of Yuu’s sword and freed herself from Uke’s grasped.
Many swordsmen came and fought alongside with Kojima and Lady Murasaki. They’re never-ending numbers tired the three. Kojima himself was a good fighter. Their body’s getting weak but not they’re desire to win the fight. They forced theire body to endure the injuries they received until seven to ten enemy’s were left including Kojima and Lady Murasaki to the count.
“Kojima, my Lady, if there’s anything I could do to stop this war, please tell me. What could we obtain by killing each other? If you want the throne, I told you I’ll give it up for Kojima-niisama. If you want me to be your slave, I’ll willingly do. If there’s something my Lady would wish, tell me and I’ll grant it within my capability.”
“Isn’t it obvious? I want him to suffer!” Lady Murasaki cupped Uruha’s face.
“If it’s about revenge, the emperor died few hours ago,” Uke interrupted.
“He… he already died? Then… what… what am I…” Lady Murasaki fell on the ground. “I want him to suffer and crawl unto my feet. I want him to regret choosing that woman instead of me. I want him to… to love me again… I just want to be love…”
“Tsk,” Kojima attacked with the remaining swordsmen. “Murasaki, get a grip to yourself! We’re not done yet!”
“I love you! Lady Murasaki, I love you as my real mother!” Uruha cried.
“Love… If he’s already dead then, there’s no meaning to my existence…” Lady Murasaki brought out a knife. “I love you too. I wish you’re my real son but every time I see you…. My Uruha, everything I’ve worked for, he didn’t see anything. Let’s die together, shall we? You love me right?”
“My Lady…” Uruha closed his eyes. “Yes.”
“Oi!” Kojima had a chance to cut Yuu and immediately ran towards Kouyou and Lady Murasaki. “Die by yourself, stupid!” his sword ran unto her body.
“No!” Uruha cried as he embraced the woman. “Kojima…”
“Stand up! I won’t let you go anywhere! You’re mine Kouyou!”
“Let me go! Let me go Kojima-niisama!”
“I love you!” he forced a kiss to Kouyou.
“My love won’t lose to yours!” Akira appeared from nowhere and attacked Kojima.
They’re swords kept slashing as they fought for the sole person they love.
A/N: The ending unexpectedly went long, the Chapter 5B next time. It’s the last *sigh*
Chapters: 5A/5
Author: mypaperdoll1611
Genre: Historical (set on Heian Period), Drama, Romance, Smut
Warnings: sex scenes
Ratings: NC-17
Pairings/Characters: ReitaxUruha, ByouxUruha
Band: the GazettE, ScReW
Summary: Came from a devoured clan, Uruha promised revenge to the nobles who killed the people he loved. The only survivor ran and returned to Kyoto as an entertainer. He seduces the sons of the possible nobles who planned the whole massacre seven years ago and tries to discover the truth of that crimson colored nightmare.
Comments: I don't know if someone's still reading this but I just want to finish this for my ownself. This is part A.
[The Last Night: Purple Eyes ~ We’ll Welcome the Sun Together]
“Takashima Kouyou, old man, the one you’re talking with your rubbish mouth is Takashima Kouyou,” a smart looking kid slowly walked towards them. At a young age, he’s already carrying a sword. “And I am…”
“Samurai-kun…”
“I love how your messy hair hugs your gorgeous face. Your purple eyes that I love…”
“Samurai-kun…”
“I kind of like you, Kouyou.”
“Samurai-kun…”
“Yeah, he’s mine! It’s because… we love each other.”
“Samurai-kun!”
You who were my shadow, you who were my sunlight, thank you for everything. I’m sorry if I did forget the memories we had, those very happy memories we once had. Your hand that I tightly hold, your back that I continue to stare, won’t we stay like this? We’re the only one moving with the passage of time, not those blood shedding attractions, not that crimson scenery, it’s only us. We’re finally walking at the same path, finally seeing the same future as if our eyes were one. Someone’s playing a sad love song.
Twenty-two years ago…
“I betrayed you,”
“You’re my most beloved maiko, my ever trusted person yet why? How could you do this unto me? He’s the only person I ever love.”
“It’s because he’s the person I ever love with all my being.”
“Murasaki, I knew how you feel about me. It’s just that, I love Himiko more than anything in this world. I love Himiko and our son.”
“Curse you and your son!” Murasaki tried to hurt her former maiko but the man she loves stopped her.
“Murasaki, I’m sorry,” the man embraced her, his tears flooded. “You’re very beautiful and talented. I even admire those dolls you make. You deserve to be happy. Forget about me. I’m not worthy of your love.”
“No! Why can’t it be me? I met you first. I love you first!” Murasaki stood with her tiptoe and kiss the man in front of her maiko, “Everything she has, everything she is, it’s all because of me. What does she have that I can’t give you?”
“Murasaki…” the man cupped her face. He gently caressed her hair, “If you talk like that, I think it’s Himiko that’s lacking not you. You’re perfect, you’re strong, you could live on your own but Himiko.. She’s so clumsy and sometimes so stupid. That’s why I can’t leave her alone. I can’t leave her and my son alone,” the man smiled and let go of her hand.
“I’m really sorry,” Himiko bowed.
“I won’t forgive both of you!” suddenly, men carrying swords appeared from the dark.
“Murasaki, what’s the meaning of this?”
“If you won’t be mine, better die!” swords started to slash from the wind.
The man wasn’t strong enough to protect his family. His wife was killed. He was hearing cries from the innocent child before he lost his consciousness, “At least, let him live, Murasaki.”
“I won’t let you die, my love.” Murasaki drank a potion and transferred it to the man. “You won’t remember anything. You’ll inherit your father’s throne without remembering a single thing and when the right time comes; your son would be your downfall.”
“Murasaki,” another man appeared.
“Takashima-sama, here’s the baby. As we planned, he’ll grow up as a Takashima. Train him and let him suffer. Let him hate his life, let him hate his worthless existence.”
“His eyes…”
“Yes, it’s the same as his, the same as his father. Those purple eyes…”
Uruha held Akira’s hand tighter. The secrets of the past that beckoned his personality continued to flow like an uncontrolled river. They were hiding as they witness the rebellion that’s unfolding. Many were killed. The fire continued to ate the whole scenery. Both of them stood up, they’re going to meet Yuu and the others.
“Sorry,” Uruha pushed himself at Akira’s back. Holding it tightly, he won’t let go, for sure.
“Are you tired? We’re really terrible, aren’t we? Sorry for doing those things to you Kouyou, Sorry for not telling you about those things earlier. It’s just that…”
“I love you so much.”
Akira faced him with dazzling eyes of confession; it was him after all, “Thank you. I’ll definitely make you happy…”
A purple hydrangea struck my site. It’s astonishing and glowing. Soon enough it would wither but let me touch you for a while. Your innocence among this war, I maybe same as you: not knowing anything yet we stand in the middle.
As Uruha kneeled on the ground to caress the beautiful flower, he saw a pair of zori on his front. He lifted his gaze to see a horrible scene. It’s Kojima. It’s him carrying his injured brother. Ruby tears started to fell unto his eyes.
“Uruha!” Akira called him.
“Don’t move!” Kojima threw his brother and pointed his sword to Uruha.
“Kojima-niisama, how could you do that to Takanori?
“He’s still breathing. I didn’t kill him. He’s my brother after all but surely by now, you’re all aware of my strength.” Kojima pulled Uruha toward his body.
“Kojima…”Akira had a grip unto Takanori’s body. “Going this far even hurting your own brother, what are you aiming for?”
“What am I aiming for?” Kojima tasted the scent of Uruha’s body.
Seven years ago…
After the Takashima Clan was annihilated and Kouyou has gone missing, the emperor commanded the remaining four clans to search for Lady Murasaki. After few years of being under the potion, the emperor finally realized why he’s fond of that boy, a loving that was usually mistaken by others as intimate and sensual even by the candidate for the throne. It’s not because he wanted to share a bed with him but it’s because he’s his son. Lady Murasaki controlled the Takashima Clan easily because of their greed for power.
On that autumn, Kojima was heading to the emperor’s room as he heard some officials talking. He was supposed to report about the latest sighting of Lady Murasaki when he accidentally heard a conversation he wasn’t suppose to know. For his mind has a sleeping madness, his childhood full of grief, this little crack will waver his heart in a worst way anyone could describe.
“Oh so, either Shiroyama-dono or Suzuki-dono would be the heir-apparent?” one said.
“Shiroyama-dono’s taking care of the emperor since his body became weak. Suzuki-dono’s the one who lead the annihilation of the Takashima Clan. It must really be painful for them. They all grew attached to Takashima-dono.”
“Ah, how about Yutaka-dono, Matsumoto Kojima-dono and Matsumoto Takanori-dono?”
“Yutaka-dono decided for himself that he’ll stay at a shrine and peacefully spend his life there. Takanori-dono showed no interest for the throne after Takashima-dono was gone but Kojima-dono…”
“Even though he’s an illegitimate child, he’s still aiming for the throne?”
The other chuckled, “Such an ambitious child, isn’t it? Even though, her mother’s a whore…He’s lucky that he looked like Takanori-dono or else there’s no way we could be sure that he’s a Matsumoto…”
Kojima couldn’t control his sword as it slashed the two that violated his heart. His mother wasn’t a whore. She was just an ordinary noble who fell in love and unexpectedly bore a child. She kept it secret until her death and the name of his son rang unto the ears of his father. He adopted him but no one treated him nicely. They’re all kind in front of him but they’re spreading malicious rumors on his back. He couldn’t forgive them especially when his kind mother’s name is at stake.
“I will be the emperor to prove everyone they’re wrong. I will make everyone who hurt me and my mother suffers. I will be the emperor and make Kouyou mine!”
“You became Lady Murasaki’s accomplice because you wanted revenge? Kojima, what about Kouyou? He didn’t do anything to you but…” Akira couldn’t finish his word.
“I can’t live without him. He’s the only person who valued me that’s why… Kouyou, please, won’t you stay with me? Won’t you give up the throne for me? Won’t you love me?” Kojima kissed his cheek.
“Kojima-niisama, if it’s about the throne, I could give it up for you. We could return back to those days when we’re together but I… I couldn’t love you for I only love Samurai-kun… I could only love Akira until I die.”
“Is that so?” Uruha felt Kojima’s hold went tighter.
“Nnnn…” Uruha moaned as the other’s embrace pained his body.
“Akira, won’t you die on his stead?” Kojima’s blade touched Uruha’s neck.
“I already did. Same as seven years ago, I die every time I hurt him. Another death won’t matter,” Akira pointed his sword to his own chest. “But… not now!” Akira changed his stunt, now the sword was directed unto his opponent.
“You…” Kojima was shocked as he felt a cold sensation unto his nape.
“Drop the sword or the next thing that will drop is your head,” Yuu appeared on his back.
“Yuu-san, don’t hurt Kojima-niisama. Everyone, stop this meaningless fight!” Kouyou cried. “Takanori’s already injured. I won’t be able to stand it anymore if someone will be hurt again!”
“You’re the same as your mother, cunning yet acting so innocent.”
“Lady Murasaki…” Kouyou heard a familiar voice on his back.
Kojima laughed, “You get caught? Such a worthless fool!”
“Aren’t we the same?” Lady Murasaki laughed.
“Shut up!” Uke tightened his hold to the lady. “Faking your death, killing everyone on your teahouse, you’re a heartless person,”
“Oh my, you shouldn’t be talking to me like that little boy. I’m the one who took care of your beloved. I’m the one who raised and cultivated the beauty you’re all lusting for…” Lady Murasaki smiled.
“Stop this worthless chatting, let go of Kouyou,” Yuu’s patience was running out.
“Etou…” Kojima let go of Uruha but immediately grasped the other’s wrist as he shielded himself with the incoming attack of Yuu.
“Let me go, little boy,” Lady Murasaki stole one of Yuu’s sword and freed herself from Uke’s grasped.
Many swordsmen came and fought alongside with Kojima and Lady Murasaki. They’re never-ending numbers tired the three. Kojima himself was a good fighter. Their body’s getting weak but not they’re desire to win the fight. They forced theire body to endure the injuries they received until seven to ten enemy’s were left including Kojima and Lady Murasaki to the count.
“Kojima, my Lady, if there’s anything I could do to stop this war, please tell me. What could we obtain by killing each other? If you want the throne, I told you I’ll give it up for Kojima-niisama. If you want me to be your slave, I’ll willingly do. If there’s something my Lady would wish, tell me and I’ll grant it within my capability.”
“Isn’t it obvious? I want him to suffer!” Lady Murasaki cupped Uruha’s face.
“If it’s about revenge, the emperor died few hours ago,” Uke interrupted.
“He… he already died? Then… what… what am I…” Lady Murasaki fell on the ground. “I want him to suffer and crawl unto my feet. I want him to regret choosing that woman instead of me. I want him to… to love me again… I just want to be love…”
“Tsk,” Kojima attacked with the remaining swordsmen. “Murasaki, get a grip to yourself! We’re not done yet!”
“I love you! Lady Murasaki, I love you as my real mother!” Uruha cried.
“Love… If he’s already dead then, there’s no meaning to my existence…” Lady Murasaki brought out a knife. “I love you too. I wish you’re my real son but every time I see you…. My Uruha, everything I’ve worked for, he didn’t see anything. Let’s die together, shall we? You love me right?”
“My Lady…” Uruha closed his eyes. “Yes.”
“Oi!” Kojima had a chance to cut Yuu and immediately ran towards Kouyou and Lady Murasaki. “Die by yourself, stupid!” his sword ran unto her body.
“No!” Uruha cried as he embraced the woman. “Kojima…”
“Stand up! I won’t let you go anywhere! You’re mine Kouyou!”
“Let me go! Let me go Kojima-niisama!”
“I love you!” he forced a kiss to Kouyou.
“My love won’t lose to yours!” Akira appeared from nowhere and attacked Kojima.
They’re swords kept slashing as they fought for the sole person they love.
A/N: The ending unexpectedly went long, the Chapter 5B next time. It’s the last *sigh*