A small drabble done for a prompt I stumbled upon : Okami, Amaterasu/Waka: the chase. Please enjoy~!
The sky never ceased for Waka; it only chased away the scars on his chest to faint outlines, sent inescapable shadows to his eyes, and sometimes sank the sun so low that he forgotten if the night should end.
But dawn would come, white and pristine, and he would hold it lovingly in his arms as he felt its heartbeat remind his own heart to patter its own fragile morning birdsong.
The countryside of ever-green springtime did fade. The moon never did his cross his eyes ever again. A child's destiny would be written in metal and blood.
The sky never ceased for Waka but the endless warmth, (his heart skips at the passing thought of love), of his companion's black eyes that starred from across a field of cherry blossom shattered the stars and chased the night to the corners of dreams that have long since passed away.