Authors note: This is for my best mates E, Rosie and Sarah. I messed up badly a few days ago and this is to say sorry for being a prat. Hope they forgive me.
I DON'T OWN SANZO (thank god), HAKKAI, GOKU OR GOJYO OR ANY OTHER SAIYUKI CHARECTORS THAT POP UP.
Ta for reading
Bonkas
Introduction
She lives and breathes mystery, for that is the Geisha's way.
She is a long way from home, from her small fishing town on the west coast of Japan.
From her small town with even smaller people. The people were starving and sold her to ensure their survival.
She came from across the sea to China many years ago.
Her slim yet elegant figure was the envy of all in the court of the Honourable Jade Emperor. There was a roomer going around that she was not a normal Youkai, that infact she was goddess made. An outrageous claim, it was later dismissed as. Yet she had never denied it.
She had many an offer of romantic ties, official and unofficial. She was the most saught after Geisha in not only China but Japan too. Men wanted her, woman wanted to be her, she allways had someone's attention. Yet she never wanted it.
Her heart belonged to a memory, a fiery stranger of only a glimpse, which felt like eternity.
She thought of him often.
Every time she was forced into the kimono, forced to entertain yet another business man with too much scent on.
Even her dreams were full of red hair and smouldering eyes. She didn't even know his name, which was good.
A Geisha could not love and work.
Yet what was wrong with being a normal girl? She neither asked nor supplied the answer.
She was as distant as the dawn, in nights of winter...
She stood there the obedient doll, being dressed. Feeling the sash pulled almost unbearably tight, she let out an involuntary gasp.
Her eyes however showed nothing.
They were as expressionless as the clear blue sky in summer.
As distant as the dawn, in nights of winter...
" Gi-ana, We have an important meeting today. You will be entertaining the Sanzo Ikkou." Mother Xian-Xen lectured. "Mess this up and it will reflect badly on the whole house. And needless to say you will be out of a job."
With practised patients, Gi-ana ignored her and finished applying the white paint.
Finally ending her torture, by applying red lip dye and adding a comb to her hair, she gracefully rose and left to her appointment.
She trod carefully, head gently inclined. Avoiding people's eyes was the polite Geisha procedure.
As the servants opened the sliding doors for her, Gi-ana felt a twinge of apprehension. This was because she never quite knew who was behind the door.
She didn't know them, they didn't know her.
She could be as distant as the dawn, in nights of winter...
Her head rose, and her gaze was met with fiery eyes.
Thanks for reading.
I will be hopefully be putting up a chapter a week so I will see you next time.
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Thanks again!
Bonkers