a/n: This is my first fanfic, so please, any criticism would be great. I
decided to do this pairing because I think it's the best, and there are way
too few of these out there. Enjoy. ^_^
disclaimer: Silly, I don't own Flame of Recca or any of the characters. If I did I wouldn't be writing fanfics. I'd be writing the real thing.
-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Flower Gathering
::Blue and Purple::
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Orchids.beautiful orchids. Grumble, grumble. Why is it that they always send the girls flower gathering. In this day in age you would think that humans would have gotten past these gender roles.
The beautifully dressed miko-in-training angrily plucked flowers from the hillside. Not that she denied the beauty of the plants but to make such a spectacle out of a bunch of girls picking flowers on the first day of spring. What did any of this have to do with becoming a miko anyway?
All the passersby in the village paused to behold the radiant beauty within all these young ladies. It was a shame they were bound to the role of priestess. Although each blossoming lady permeated the air with grace, one stood out especially. A certain purple-haired maiden with aqua eyes was the diamond of the scene. If only she'd handle the flowers with more grace.
"Ogeesan, look at the maiden with the purple hair. She's got huge breasts!"
"Ugh."
A dismayed miko restrained herself from slapping the perverted little boy. Sixteen years of training one's patience sure paid off. Having filled her basket with enough flowers, she ditched her fellow classmates and trudged off on her own.
How infuriating! Why do people part the way for me?!
Surely she would take the long route back to the temple if it would grant her some time away from these people so easily amused.
With that, the purple haired maiden headed toward the road opposite that leading to the temple. This roundabout way to her abode would certainly circumvent the village along with all its gawking, wide-eyed inhabitants.
What was so invigorating about watching a few student miko pick flowers anyway?
She'd heard the analogy of a young girl to a blossoming flower all too often. Trying to clear her mind, she strolled aimlessly down the path, enjoying the nature around her.
The trees, which were just getting over the wintry frost had the first few tiny leaves clothing their branches. As the girl looked up through the light canopy of trees, she noticed the translucent foliage let through patches of golden sunshine. It was a wonder that people didn't just live in the wild. The maiden imagined what joy she would have daily wandering through such a serene playground.
I wish I were a wandering vagabond. I could lie in the grass all day and not have to return to noisy towns with annoying prissy girls at night. Or better yet.a ninja!
Her wishful thoughts were then interrupted by an annoying, "Drip.drip." The tranquility in her contemplating face immediately changed into annoyance.
Oh, what now? It can't be tree sap could it? The maiden knew that there were too few leaves for water to be dripping from the trees.
Drip, Drip, Drop.
A light sprinkle? Certainly nothing I need to worry about. Still, the perturbed maiden quickened her step.
Pour. Plop! Plop! Plop!
Argh! What a horrible day this is turning out to be. Now I'm caught in the rain, too.
But she was already half-way home, the long way. It would take just as long if she turned back to the village and took the direct route back. She considered going to the village and seeking shelter until this spring shower was over. Still, thinking of all the townsmen who would courteously offer their jackets, umbrellas, and carts to send her back to the temple, the miko decided against this option and withstood the chilling rain, mud in shoe included.
At least the day can not get any worse. I can still get to the temple before evening. Hmm.can't wait to take a nice warm bath.
Continuing along the road, the girl noticed a tuft of blue hair crouching in the grass.
"Hey! You better get some shelter if you don't want to get pneumonia."
Upon hearing those words ring from the drenched miko's lips, the hair only quickly disappeared under the grass. She was left alone with her beautiful nature once again.
Great! Now I have a little boy spying on me. Oh well! It's not my fault if he catches cold.
The miko paused for a moment to take in the beauty of the fresh shower. Even the rain has a marvelous way to lighten my spirits. She smiled. Everything seemed to be softened by the rain, creating a dreamy effect. The continuous pitter patter of the rain overcame all other noise. For a brief moment, the miko seemed content with the day. She had found a moment of total isolation. But it truly only lasted a moment.
Suddenly a stampede of oxen came down the road. Frightened by the rain and cold, they must have been rushing back to the village for refuge.
Although the girl was slightly taken aback by the beasts, she regained her composure and realized the opportunity that this offered her.
Hmm.this could be fun!
The girl stood still in the middle of the road. She closed her eyes and listened to the rumbling approach her. All I have to do is stay still and.
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What a nice day for a stroll. Perhaps it foretells the good luck I will have today.
A boy of about seventeen wandered through the forest. Lugging a small bag of belongings on his back, he marveled at the birds singing in the trees. Lightened by this he began to whistle, his blue hair waving in the wind.
Where should I set up camp? It's almost evening. Hmm.I wonder what I should have for dinner. Too bad Kurei hasn't shown today. But the day isn't over.
He passed by a stream and stooped for a drink. This is the life. Nobody to hurry me along or tell me not to drink from the river. The boy paused as memories of his aunt nagging him to hurry with his chores and stay away from water flashed through his mind. Shaking off these disturbing thoughts, the boy moved on to other things. Speaking of rivers.this is my bathing week. Alright, that settles it. The boy disrobed and jumped into the stream. Splashing around and diving for fish, the boy accomplished two tasks at once.
After his skin became significantly pruney, he decided that he was done washing. Climbing out of the pond, he dried himself and put on his clothes. He momentarily questioned why he was in such a good mood for such an unproductive day. He strung the fish together, when he finally decided to set up camp he at least would have dinner.
Suddenly a ninja clothed in black darted through the underbrush. One chilling eye glanced at the blue-haired boy, tempting him to follow. He had purposely crossed paths with this boy. The black ninja smiled to see the happiness removed from the boys face.
Kurei! The boy followed. If only I could get close enough. He threw some metal at the moving figure. Where is this guy leading me? Argh.speed up or you'll lose him.
As the boy continued through the forest, he found himself suddenly in an open area looking up at a hill. He had lost sight of Kurei. Dismayed by his failure the blue-haired adolescent boy crouched in the grass, waiting for his opponent's reappearance.
But then.he saw a beautiful maiden coming down the path. Curious, the boy crawled closer to the top of the hill. Spotting the flowers in her basket, he remembered that today was the first day of spring. No wonder she was out and about. Awed by her beauty he lost himself in observation.
What broke his gaze was the start of a light drizzle.or actually a strong shower of rainwater. He was surprised to see the maiden pause and then continue along her way. How odd that she doesn't return to the village for shelter. This should be entertaining. Raiha laughed to himself as he watched the girl comically trudge along, trying not to dirty her kimono while neglecting the globs of mud that invaded her shoes and once white socks.
Then.before he knew it, she'd addressed him! He spotted a figure move deeper into the trees across the way. Kurei had gone.
How dare that girl expose my cover. If only my hair didn't stick up so much. Kurei could be anywhere. Now she scared him off with her loud blubbering.
The blue-haired ninja crouched lower in the grass and continued to observe the area. As rumbling grew closer, his eyes darted toward the girl. He watched as the girl's joyful grin suddenly transformed into the angriest smirk and then back into a calm smile all within the span of a few seconds.
Now what was she doing?! She'll definitely be run over by those stampeding bovine. Come on! Move out of the way! Don't stand there like a statue.
The ninja dashed forward. Just as the girl opened her eyes, she was carried away from the road and launched into the dirt and grime of the ditch. Cool sludge seeping into her once pristine white robe, turning it into the color of rotted food.
"Your knight has arrived!"
A smiling, equally muddied owner of the aforementioned tuft of blue hair looked down upon the girl.
Did he really expect a thank you?! Not only had he ruined her fun, he'd ruined her robe. Her sensei would surely be enraged. The fourth time in a month. She hastily gathered her flowers despite their crushed state and the grime that clung to them.
"What is your problem! Ugh! Mind your own business."
As she pushed him off of her, she could not help but blush at the sight of this handsome man. Even with the mud, she could see the well-formed features underneath. She hated how the most attractive people always felt that they could do as the please, ignore other people's feelings.
"I saved your life."
Great! This guy has a Lancelot complex. First he spies on me and now he's my self-proclaimed hero. Ugh!!! Some people just didn't understand that girls were not made to be rescued.
"I didn't need saving."
How cute. She's in denial. At least she's not one of those fall to your knees submissive types. Even though he was grateful for her strength of character, the boy did not want to leave under the impression that he had dirtied himself for no reason. Certainly she will not have a good explanation of what she was doing in such a dangerous situation.
"Well, then, what were you doing standing in front of a stampede?"
What did it matter to him? Was he really that persistent in playing the hero.
"I was practicing!"
Yea, I'm sure. Practicing how to die? I don't think so. Just admit that you were in some trouble.you don't even have to say that you are glad I came along.
"Practicing?"
Jeez. He sure is inobservant for a ninja. Fine, you asked for it.
"Practicing my sensory skills. You're a ninja, you should know! Dodging."
Memories of him placing himself in similar situations suddenly returned to his mind. Good answer. A half smile flashed across his face. The embarrassed ninja, realizing his mistake, apologized severely. He immediately thought of ways to redeem himself.
"Let me make it up to you! Um.I know.I will save your life once, for real. Raiha at your service."
She stopped to stare him in the eye. No thank you.
"Ugh."
Can't he just leave me alone! I don't need saving.unless it's from you. You're making me late, too. If I'm not back at the temple by the time the group is. She thought of the various punishments for a disobedient student. The girl began to walk faster than she had been before. Raiha eagerly pursued.
I hate sour first impressions. Wait.don't go. I was having so much fun watching your comedic facial expressions, The interesting girls always rush elsewhere, maybe I'm too persistent. Stil.
"At least tell me your name."
If it will make you go away.I don't have time to deal with people like you. Go find some helpless damsel to save if you're really so fascinated by playing hero. Walking hurriedly down the path, she yelled back at him.
"Kirisawa Fuuko."
disclaimer: Silly, I don't own Flame of Recca or any of the characters. If I did I wouldn't be writing fanfics. I'd be writing the real thing.
-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Flower Gathering
::Blue and Purple::
-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Orchids.beautiful orchids. Grumble, grumble. Why is it that they always send the girls flower gathering. In this day in age you would think that humans would have gotten past these gender roles.
The beautifully dressed miko-in-training angrily plucked flowers from the hillside. Not that she denied the beauty of the plants but to make such a spectacle out of a bunch of girls picking flowers on the first day of spring. What did any of this have to do with becoming a miko anyway?
All the passersby in the village paused to behold the radiant beauty within all these young ladies. It was a shame they were bound to the role of priestess. Although each blossoming lady permeated the air with grace, one stood out especially. A certain purple-haired maiden with aqua eyes was the diamond of the scene. If only she'd handle the flowers with more grace.
"Ogeesan, look at the maiden with the purple hair. She's got huge breasts!"
"Ugh."
A dismayed miko restrained herself from slapping the perverted little boy. Sixteen years of training one's patience sure paid off. Having filled her basket with enough flowers, she ditched her fellow classmates and trudged off on her own.
How infuriating! Why do people part the way for me?!
Surely she would take the long route back to the temple if it would grant her some time away from these people so easily amused.
With that, the purple haired maiden headed toward the road opposite that leading to the temple. This roundabout way to her abode would certainly circumvent the village along with all its gawking, wide-eyed inhabitants.
What was so invigorating about watching a few student miko pick flowers anyway?
She'd heard the analogy of a young girl to a blossoming flower all too often. Trying to clear her mind, she strolled aimlessly down the path, enjoying the nature around her.
The trees, which were just getting over the wintry frost had the first few tiny leaves clothing their branches. As the girl looked up through the light canopy of trees, she noticed the translucent foliage let through patches of golden sunshine. It was a wonder that people didn't just live in the wild. The maiden imagined what joy she would have daily wandering through such a serene playground.
I wish I were a wandering vagabond. I could lie in the grass all day and not have to return to noisy towns with annoying prissy girls at night. Or better yet.a ninja!
Her wishful thoughts were then interrupted by an annoying, "Drip.drip." The tranquility in her contemplating face immediately changed into annoyance.
Oh, what now? It can't be tree sap could it? The maiden knew that there were too few leaves for water to be dripping from the trees.
Drip, Drip, Drop.
A light sprinkle? Certainly nothing I need to worry about. Still, the perturbed maiden quickened her step.
Pour. Plop! Plop! Plop!
Argh! What a horrible day this is turning out to be. Now I'm caught in the rain, too.
But she was already half-way home, the long way. It would take just as long if she turned back to the village and took the direct route back. She considered going to the village and seeking shelter until this spring shower was over. Still, thinking of all the townsmen who would courteously offer their jackets, umbrellas, and carts to send her back to the temple, the miko decided against this option and withstood the chilling rain, mud in shoe included.
At least the day can not get any worse. I can still get to the temple before evening. Hmm.can't wait to take a nice warm bath.
Continuing along the road, the girl noticed a tuft of blue hair crouching in the grass.
"Hey! You better get some shelter if you don't want to get pneumonia."
Upon hearing those words ring from the drenched miko's lips, the hair only quickly disappeared under the grass. She was left alone with her beautiful nature once again.
Great! Now I have a little boy spying on me. Oh well! It's not my fault if he catches cold.
The miko paused for a moment to take in the beauty of the fresh shower. Even the rain has a marvelous way to lighten my spirits. She smiled. Everything seemed to be softened by the rain, creating a dreamy effect. The continuous pitter patter of the rain overcame all other noise. For a brief moment, the miko seemed content with the day. She had found a moment of total isolation. But it truly only lasted a moment.
Suddenly a stampede of oxen came down the road. Frightened by the rain and cold, they must have been rushing back to the village for refuge.
Although the girl was slightly taken aback by the beasts, she regained her composure and realized the opportunity that this offered her.
Hmm.this could be fun!
The girl stood still in the middle of the road. She closed her eyes and listened to the rumbling approach her. All I have to do is stay still and.
-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
What a nice day for a stroll. Perhaps it foretells the good luck I will have today.
A boy of about seventeen wandered through the forest. Lugging a small bag of belongings on his back, he marveled at the birds singing in the trees. Lightened by this he began to whistle, his blue hair waving in the wind.
Where should I set up camp? It's almost evening. Hmm.I wonder what I should have for dinner. Too bad Kurei hasn't shown today. But the day isn't over.
He passed by a stream and stooped for a drink. This is the life. Nobody to hurry me along or tell me not to drink from the river. The boy paused as memories of his aunt nagging him to hurry with his chores and stay away from water flashed through his mind. Shaking off these disturbing thoughts, the boy moved on to other things. Speaking of rivers.this is my bathing week. Alright, that settles it. The boy disrobed and jumped into the stream. Splashing around and diving for fish, the boy accomplished two tasks at once.
After his skin became significantly pruney, he decided that he was done washing. Climbing out of the pond, he dried himself and put on his clothes. He momentarily questioned why he was in such a good mood for such an unproductive day. He strung the fish together, when he finally decided to set up camp he at least would have dinner.
Suddenly a ninja clothed in black darted through the underbrush. One chilling eye glanced at the blue-haired boy, tempting him to follow. He had purposely crossed paths with this boy. The black ninja smiled to see the happiness removed from the boys face.
Kurei! The boy followed. If only I could get close enough. He threw some metal at the moving figure. Where is this guy leading me? Argh.speed up or you'll lose him.
As the boy continued through the forest, he found himself suddenly in an open area looking up at a hill. He had lost sight of Kurei. Dismayed by his failure the blue-haired adolescent boy crouched in the grass, waiting for his opponent's reappearance.
But then.he saw a beautiful maiden coming down the path. Curious, the boy crawled closer to the top of the hill. Spotting the flowers in her basket, he remembered that today was the first day of spring. No wonder she was out and about. Awed by her beauty he lost himself in observation.
What broke his gaze was the start of a light drizzle.or actually a strong shower of rainwater. He was surprised to see the maiden pause and then continue along her way. How odd that she doesn't return to the village for shelter. This should be entertaining. Raiha laughed to himself as he watched the girl comically trudge along, trying not to dirty her kimono while neglecting the globs of mud that invaded her shoes and once white socks.
Then.before he knew it, she'd addressed him! He spotted a figure move deeper into the trees across the way. Kurei had gone.
How dare that girl expose my cover. If only my hair didn't stick up so much. Kurei could be anywhere. Now she scared him off with her loud blubbering.
The blue-haired ninja crouched lower in the grass and continued to observe the area. As rumbling grew closer, his eyes darted toward the girl. He watched as the girl's joyful grin suddenly transformed into the angriest smirk and then back into a calm smile all within the span of a few seconds.
Now what was she doing?! She'll definitely be run over by those stampeding bovine. Come on! Move out of the way! Don't stand there like a statue.
The ninja dashed forward. Just as the girl opened her eyes, she was carried away from the road and launched into the dirt and grime of the ditch. Cool sludge seeping into her once pristine white robe, turning it into the color of rotted food.
"Your knight has arrived!"
A smiling, equally muddied owner of the aforementioned tuft of blue hair looked down upon the girl.
Did he really expect a thank you?! Not only had he ruined her fun, he'd ruined her robe. Her sensei would surely be enraged. The fourth time in a month. She hastily gathered her flowers despite their crushed state and the grime that clung to them.
"What is your problem! Ugh! Mind your own business."
As she pushed him off of her, she could not help but blush at the sight of this handsome man. Even with the mud, she could see the well-formed features underneath. She hated how the most attractive people always felt that they could do as the please, ignore other people's feelings.
"I saved your life."
Great! This guy has a Lancelot complex. First he spies on me and now he's my self-proclaimed hero. Ugh!!! Some people just didn't understand that girls were not made to be rescued.
"I didn't need saving."
How cute. She's in denial. At least she's not one of those fall to your knees submissive types. Even though he was grateful for her strength of character, the boy did not want to leave under the impression that he had dirtied himself for no reason. Certainly she will not have a good explanation of what she was doing in such a dangerous situation.
"Well, then, what were you doing standing in front of a stampede?"
What did it matter to him? Was he really that persistent in playing the hero.
"I was practicing!"
Yea, I'm sure. Practicing how to die? I don't think so. Just admit that you were in some trouble.you don't even have to say that you are glad I came along.
"Practicing?"
Jeez. He sure is inobservant for a ninja. Fine, you asked for it.
"Practicing my sensory skills. You're a ninja, you should know! Dodging."
Memories of him placing himself in similar situations suddenly returned to his mind. Good answer. A half smile flashed across his face. The embarrassed ninja, realizing his mistake, apologized severely. He immediately thought of ways to redeem himself.
"Let me make it up to you! Um.I know.I will save your life once, for real. Raiha at your service."
She stopped to stare him in the eye. No thank you.
"Ugh."
Can't he just leave me alone! I don't need saving.unless it's from you. You're making me late, too. If I'm not back at the temple by the time the group is. She thought of the various punishments for a disobedient student. The girl began to walk faster than she had been before. Raiha eagerly pursued.
I hate sour first impressions. Wait.don't go. I was having so much fun watching your comedic facial expressions, The interesting girls always rush elsewhere, maybe I'm too persistent. Stil.
"At least tell me your name."
If it will make you go away.I don't have time to deal with people like you. Go find some helpless damsel to save if you're really so fascinated by playing hero. Walking hurriedly down the path, she yelled back at him.
"Kirisawa Fuuko."