Disclaimer : Touken Ranbu owned by DMM and Nitroplus.
AN : This is AU in which differ from Tourabu usual universe. In this universe, they are one clan that broken into many branches. Also, some of toudan will be born as girl so bear with it.
In Korea the camellias flowers is a symbol of faithfulness and longevity.
The first time they meet, she remembers that day, still vivid in her memory. It was her sixth birthday so Mama dressed her with cutest dress of light blue with white ribbon and gold frilly lace and then, they went to a traditional house she never visited before.
The house was big, spacious with wooden floor that sometimes creaked a bit when she stepped on it. She also can see inner garden—a garden inside house that marvel her eyes. But Mama didn't pause to let her see more of the house.
"Be a good girl, okay?" Mama asked.
She nodded; because she is a good girl and even if Mama always distanced herself from her, she wants Mama to praise her. Papa only looks at her with sad smile before turned his back to her.
"I will wait at living room." Papa said.
Before Mama took her hand, Papa knelt down in front of her and kissed her—his daughter—on forehead and hug her for a moment. After Papa released her, Mama took her hand and they follow a brown haired man with light green kimono.
"Change her into kimono we prepared." the man said.
"Why?" the little girl asked. "I like this dress." she added quickly.
"You can keep the dress. But change it for now so it won't get dirty. You are a good girl, right?" the man asked gently.
She nodded.
So Mama helped her change as soon the man said he will wait outside. Her change, a red upper kimono and black hakama. Then, the man come back, leading Mama and her towards one room that quite far. And then, they stopped in front of the sliding door.
"Your bride is here." The man said.
The door slide open and Mama's face become blank. The girl stared at the man who got book on his lap. A pretty man with blue eyes and a beauty mark under his left eye. He wore a white yukata and seems kind. But she shuddered and she squeezed Mama's hand, cling to Mama while releasing a small breath she hold. He is scary.
"Your work is done. You may go now. The money will be transferred today." the blue eyed man said.
The little girl blinked in confusion as Mama released her hand, turned her back and walked away from her.
"Ma...mama?" the little girl quickly try to chase Mama.
But the green kimono man caught her before she can get her mama.
"Mama! Mama! Mamaaa!" the little girl keep calling her mama.
'Don't go! Come back!' she thought.
But Mama ignored her.
"MAMAAAAA!" she practically screamed now.
Desperate for mama, the black haired girl start to cry while keep screaming for mama to come back.
'Come back and help me!'
As Mama finally out of her sight, the black haired girl was taken and the green kimono man just left her inside the room with blue eyed man. The green kimono man left, he closed the door. She still cries while the blue eyed man just watching her like a hawk. The blue eyed man finally moved. He placed his hand on her head, gently ruffled her hair. She gasped and slapped his hand.
She hate this man.
She hate this man for making Mama left.
She glared at him. For a moment, he looks hurt but then, his blue eyes filled with anger and frustration. He stand up and walked towards her while she slowly took steps back. He smiled.
"Are you afraid of me?" his voice is sweet.
To be honest, she is. But she doesn't want to back down. Just because he is big and tall, doesn't mean she want to accept defeat. She keep glaring as hard as she can but she can't maintain angry face too long. It hurt her face muscle. He changed his tactic. He slammed the wall near her and she reacted like an ordinary child.
She closed her eyes in fear.
"Mama! Papa! Save meeee!" she screamed.
"Your mama and papa will not save you." he replied.
She saw an opening and she make a dash towards the door. She tried to slide it open but the door not budging. She quickly slam the door, try to bang it open but oddly, the door not budging at all.
"PAPAAAAA! MAMAAA!" she screamed again while banging the door as loud as she can.
He sighed and grabbed her easily and gently dropped her to the floor. But before she can try to crawl away, he pin her down by holding her hakama. She tried her best to struggle but she already crossing his patience limit. He grabbed her and dropped her again. But he didn't drop her gently this time. As she reflexively use her arms to protect herself from falling, it freeze her arms that she thought it was broken.
So she cried.
But he didn't console her.
He undid her hakama, like he is searching something.
He found the birthmark, at the left side of her hip, at the back, near her buttocks, a reddish mark that appears like a flower inside a circle. Gently tracing it, he noticed that she stopped struggling and opt to just crying. He tied her hakama back in a simple knot and gently lift her up, carrying her somewhere. He opened the door to brown haired man's room.
"Fix her. Looks like she broke her arm, Ishikiri."
"Don't be too hard on her. She is just six, Yasusada." Ishikiri scolded as he gestured towards the seat cushion.
Yasusada didn't said anything as Ishikiri 'fix' her arm. Ishikiri gently rub some oil? Alcohol? She didn't recognize it but it smells kind of herbal-like and like mint, refreshing. Then, Ishikiri fix her arms. In a way, she let out a voiceless scream.
"Kiyomi, next time Yasusada told you something, just obey him. You are lucky that it just a small injury." Ishikiri adviced.
"Lucky?! She might hurt herself!" Yasusada scowled.
The girl still sobbed when Yasusada carry her back to their room. When Yasusada set her down, she quietly stick to the corncer of the room, curled up into a ball as her last silent protest. Yasusada doesn't mind. He just back to read the book. Not long, the girl fall asleep due to exhaustion.
Yasusada put down the book. He gently carries her to the futon and use the blanket to protect her from cold. He gently kissed her forehead.
She wakes up that evening and noticed that someone draped the blanket. Yasusada is nowhere to be seen so the girl stand up and try to open the sliding door.
'It's open?' she thought.
Kiyomi not really remember the way but she managed to find the way back to her home. She is sneaking around the bushes when she stopped. She can hear her parents are talking.
"Is this really a good thing to do?" Papa asked.
"If you keep her, we can't afford education for her." Mama said.
"After all, she is just a burden for us."
Kiyomi shivered.
Is that how Mama see her?
Kiyomi sneaked out and she stepped out of the house. Someone walked in front of her. She looked up. Yasusada stood there with an umbrella.
"Let's go home." Yasusada said.
Kiyomi shook her head. She looked down.
"I...I have no 'home'..." she said with glistening eyes.
Her voice sounds like a lost child.
Well, she IS a lost child.
But what Yasusada paid attention to is the look on her face. She look desperate, sad, frustrated and pained to be a face of a six years old. Yasusada's face softened. The rain start to drizzle and she doesn't want to budge nor moving. As the rain become stronger, it hide her tears and drenched her from head to toe.
Yasusada does what he can.
He stepped closer to her, shielding her from rain and hug her, giving her any affection he can even when he know that she might reject him.
But she didn't.
Instead, she clings to him, savoring any shred of affection she will get.
"If you don't have a 'home', I will provide one for you." he said.
She looked up to meet his eyes.
"If you want a 'home', I will make one for you. If you want a 'family', I will be your family. If you want love, I can give you. So, marry me." he said.
She didn't give any answer but she hugged him.
"...Hold the umbrella. I will carry you back." he said.
She do as he told and he carry her back in a princess-carry.
"I will wait for answer." he said as he carry her back.
The rain keeps pouring even after Kiyomi bathed by maids and dressed in pinkish red yukata. The maids lead her back to Yasusada's room and left. Kiyomi curled up into a ball and sticking to the corner of the room again. Her stomach growled but she doesn't want to eat.
Yasusada entered the room. He noticed that she still there, afraid of him and sticking to the wall as support. He sit beside her, genly ruffled her hair then, stroke her head in affectionate manner. Her stomach growled again. The affectionate strokes stopped. Yasusada stand up and opened the door, called a maid and said something before he closed the door. Yasusada flashed a smile to Kiyomi.
"Dinner will be here soon." he said.
Not too long, the maid knocked the door. Yasusada opened the door and took the food tray from her. After he set it down in front of her, he finally said,
"Eat."
She glared at him and proceeds to ignore him. He sighed.
'So it's back to her passive-aggresive approach again. Well then...'
"You are so helpless and worthless without me." he said as he scooted closer.
He took the soup bowl and spoon, lifting it and he blowed it to cool the soup down-he doesn't want to burn her. He turned to her.
"Say 'aah'!" he said.
She stared at him with confusion.
"Open your mouth! Make the way for the train!" he coaxed.
She gained her composure and stay still, not opening her mouth. He waited for a moment before sighed.
"I am not a patient man." he warned.
She still stubbornly refuses his advance.
"I know you are sad, frustrated and pained from all of this. But I feel same. I am frustrated." in everything and sexually, he wanted to add but he stopped himself from saying it.
"The only reason I didn't want to force you is because I like your face." Yasusada continued.
"You are such a pretty little girl." he praised with smile.
She stared at him with confusion and whirling emotions. One time he being all kind, one time he went to all anger. Kiyomi didn't want to get involved with all of this. She just wanted to go home with her parents and sleep and maybe, forget it all because this is too much real to be true.
"You are such a pretty little thing that can survive basically because I like your face." he said coldly.
"So, do you know what will happen if I destroy your pretty face, hm?"
He didn't wait for her reply.
"If I destroy your pretty face," he paused, purposely make her wonder in fear.
"Nobody will love you. No matter what kind of good things you do, nobody will love you. Except me." he said with that sweetly sick smile.
"Even if you got good grades, even if you are being kind, nobody will love you if your pretty face destroyed." she trembled in fear.
"We don't want that, right?" he asked her.
She opened her mouth not because she understand his concept but because she can feel the underlying, hidden dark intent under that smile and praises. So she obeyed, understand that if she not being obedient, he will hurt her and maybe, everyone around her and make everyone stop loving her.
"Now, eat." he said with cheerful smile.
So she obeyed.
AN : Sorry if this got too many mistakes. English is not my first language. Dark!Yasusada is one of my kind of thing for Anmitsu couple. If you can't stomach his treatment to little Kiyomi, feel free to drop this fanfic.