Chapter 2: ch 1
An entourage of people walked through the old wooden halls following a stern looking man as he stepped strongly into the room.
His black hair was tied elegantly in a traditional tie as his serious eyes gazed at the crowd fiercely showing boundless authority as was befitting the head of a clan.
"Senjo-sama, must we really make ties with those barbarians? Even if the Sakuragi clan plans to overtake the Makido region, is this really necessary?"
An elder man said as he rubbed his wrinkled bearded chin in thought worry evident in his brown eyes.
"We might have no use for the Makido region but if we plan to bethrote my eldest daughter to the Gojo clan... It's rather a matter of pride...Elder Kamori"
Senjo said to his viseer as he opened the shoji doors with force as his black montsuki waved in the momentum.
In the room, the entourage of men found themselves looking at a petite childish girl bowing respectfully in her graceful little rose Uchikake.
Her black hair illuminated by the sunlight was accentuated under the golden flowers heavily decorating her little head as she looked to the floor kneeling.
"You may rise, daughter. I wish to meet you in the Karesansui."
The man said blankly without a single word of warmth as he turned away.
As the men left, the elder viseer looked back as a woman wearing a beige furisode walked towards the child.
"She has grown well, Sayo-sama. She looks as beautiful as you were at her age."
He said as he nodded despite the pitying uncertainty in his voice knowing the child's fate as he smiled bitterly.
"Thank you, Elder Kamori. I hope she serves the bethrote Senjo-sama has chosen for her well."
The mother said as her furisode swayed in her bow.
Hearing her reply, the old man sighed as he left to follow his lord.
"Kaoru, you mustn't embarrass your father. In the Karesansui waits your bethrote, the eldest son of the Kanto region's lord."
She reminded coldly with her blank pale face looking at the child as the younger nodded dutifully her white painted face and red stained lips trembling.
"Alright, no matter what they say don't say a word. Let's not keep them waiting."
Her mother said as she gently pulled the child up and led her out.
Out the room the girl found herself looking at her reflection in the big lake beside the hall as her mother led her away.
In the reflection was a girl barely eight in age dressed in a heavy Uchikake as the colorful precious golden ornaments decorated her head to the point where its weight weighed down on her petite form.
Her mother woke her up at dawn and dressed her child as a bride at her father's orders.
"Kaoru, pay attention. You mustn't let them see you dozing."
The older woman said as she stopped walking and sighed at the shoji doors to the garden.
"Hai, Okaa-sama.."
The girl nodded softly as her mother opened the doors.
In the garden sat her father and his entourage and the guards stationed in their posts.
The woman bowed along with her child and took their seat beside her husband yet slightly behind him and his entourage.
"Sayo, I hope you have taught her well. Genji-sama is known to have a terrible temper. She mustn't ever come to anger him if he should take her as his concubine for the deal to take place."
Senjo said as he sipped the hot tea in the grey cup in his hands.
"She shall not disappoint you, my lord. She will please her bethrote fervently."
Sayo said her head bowed down as the messenger announced the arrival of the bethrote's entourage.
The heavy wooden red gate opened as the distinguished guests arrived in their horses and their lord in his palanquin.
"I hope you had a pleasant journey, Genji-sama."
The clan head stood up formally greeting his guest.
The horses ceased and the palanquin descended.
"The fields of your territory are always a pleasing sight, Sengoku Senjo-sama."
An old voice replied as he stepped out of his palanquin.
The child despite being told not to raised her head curiously to look at her bethrote.
From the wooden a box, an old large man puffed his cigarette as his painted skin illuminated in the light.
"The journey was rather difficult after the storm but perhaps seeing my new concubine will perhaps make it worthwhile?"
The morbidly obese man chuckled as his noble kimono stood stiff struggling tight to his form.
"I hope you find her satisfactory then, my lord."
Senjo said as he pulled the girl towards him as she gazed frightened at the horrendous bethrote.
The child looked at her bethrote...
A man more than twice her age and more than double half her size.
Desperately knowing nothing of the world, she felt herself trembling in horrendous fright.
"Hmm, she shall do well. I hope she follows through with that after our night at the fifth moon."
Her bethrote said chuckling nearly perversely to himself as she felt her body stiff held tears rising in her eyes.
"I believe she will please you well. Perhaps it's best you rest for the night. You must be tired. The journey from the Kanto region is a far one."
The father said as he smiled politely completely ignoring the child's discomfort as he tightened his grip on her tiny wrist.
"I suppose I could agree. It is best we talk of our dealings soon as well."
The large man said as he was led by a servant to the guest quarters.
Following the man, her father left the child as his entourage followed suit completely forgetting the child trembling stiffly as she stood alone.
She felt her breaths tremor as the fear in her nerves made her collapse as her mother caught her.
"Stand straight. We must prepare you. Genji-sama wishes to see you at dinner tonight."
The old woman said her voice and grip mechanical and heartless.
"O-okasama...that man is my bethrote?"
The girl said in a shaking voice her fear made known yet ignored by her mother.
"Don't dare disrespect your bethrote, girl. We must follow through with the agreement lest you wish your father to punish you severely."
She scolded the girl not noticing the figure watching them from behind.
"B-BUT...HE SEEMS OLDER THAN OTO-SAMA!!'
The girl screamed loudly in fright as contrastingly her mother only gave her a raised brow.
"Tsk, I thought I raised you better than to show such impertinence. Your sister has married a man far older than that and does fine as concubine of Lord Zen. Is that anyway to complain?"
The older woman replied as she lead her to her room.
The child sobbed in her bedroom as her mother imprisoned her in it for her earlier impudence.
Only to hear a knock as the door opened as a familiar young woman walked in.
"Maiko-onesama..."
Kaoru called tearfully out to her older sister.
Maiko gazed at the girl pity in her eyes. A reminiscence of herself years ago when she was made to marry the old Lord Zen.
She bawled her eyes out but under the authority of the men of her clan there wasn't much to be done.
Nonetheless under that pretense, she sighed to herself and decided to ease her sister's pain...
the way no one did so for her before..
Maiko sat beside her sister's sobbing curled form on the shikibuton.
"Although there isn't much I can do, I have a gift that could atleast ease your worry, little sister."
The young woman said as she patted her sister's back.
"Hmmm~....a gift, nee-sama?"
Kaoru tried to say gleefully despite her sad hoarse voice.
"I found it along the way after I found out about your engagement to Genji-sama."
Maiko said her loose dark hair and red kimono dancing in the wind as she stood up.
"Come, we might as well get something to eat too. Since you didn't eat dinner because of mother. Let's keep it our little secret~."
The crimson dressed woman said as she chuckled and led her sister to her abode.
"Shouldn't you sleep now Maiko-onesama? You'll be returning to Zen-sama's territory tomorrow after Kai-nii's coming of age.."
The child asked as the walked the dark halls.
"Well, I thought I might as well give it to you since I don't know when I'll return."
The other replied.
As they entered the room, Maiko's ladies-in-waiting bowed in respect as she signalled for them to fetch her gift.
Kaoru waited in anticipation as her sister only chuckled.
The maidservants then returned holding a struggling young boy.
Gazing like a rabid dog despite his thin form barely groomed like a street dog just washed from the alleys.
"Isn't he pretty? Do you like your gift little sister?"
Maiko said cheerfully to Kaoru's absolute confusion.
Despite being young she wasn't foolish enough not to see how odd her sister's gift was..
"N-nee-sama?... my gift is a?..where is it?"
The girl said puzzledly.
"Silly sister, he's standing right there. A pretty doll tends to make me forget the trifles of my marriage..."
Maiko said as she gently held the boy's chin with a pretty smile as he growled ferociously.
"You're nights will be spent with that pig once you're wed to him. Wouldn't it be lovely to at least have a few asnights with a pretty doll before then?"
Her sister said melancholicly as she chuckled.
"I found the street urchin stealing from one of my maids. I thought to get rid of him but with that pretty face I thought you might find solace in him just as I did so many years ago."
Maiko reminisced as she pat the girl's shoulder lovingly just like she longed for years ago yet no one bothered to.
She was powerless against her father but that didn't mean she couldn't giver her younger sister all the possible comforts until then.
"You'll receive him as a pretty servant boy. Although he isn't near as in proper status to serve as servant to our clan so he's more of a slave."
Maiko sadistically said despite its loving tone towards her sister.
She pushed Kaoru towards the boy as the maids straightened him out to be seen in the candle light.
The girl gazed at ferocious brown eyes as his light yet cruel rose like hair trembled in rage as it was illuminated in the light in its shaggy appearance.
Her head began to spin suddenly as thousands of thoughts suddenly emerged violently in her mind as she stood still.
She stood frozen as she walked slowly towards him as the painful raging flood in her mind began fill the puzzle harshly.
In her daze, she didn't notice the boy free himself from their hold as he attacked her as she stood still and fell to the floor ignoring her surroundings.
The warm forceful touch of his skin began to fill the gaps in the painting.
AHHHHHHHHHH...
In her mind a racing vision of memories of the past should've forgotten emerged.
A figure of herself that was no longer hers walked through the city as the cars honked loudly in chaos.
Pages turned as that figure chuckled in the the bedroom lamp as she went through her phone.
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Before she fell unconscious, her eyes met with his violent enraged ones.
She whispered his name as her breath hitched in bewildered fear...
She wouldn't mistake it despite this younger form...
"R-ryomen S-sukuna..."
The king of curses himself.....
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