So hello guys. I probably shouldn't post another story but inspiration was very hard to ignore and here it is!
Disclaimer: If I had own Naruto than I don't think it would have been as popular as it is now. The plot is mine though!
Warning: This is yaoi, homosexual pairing, BL or boy love if you have any problems with it do not proceed I dare you. This will contain lemons and a bit of non con and future violence.
The setting is a mix of European and Asian history more Asian though with ninja powers, really it's just for my convenience.
Pairing: Itanaru (Itachi X Naruto) its is the main pair, the end game. Sasunaru is not the focus and is for convenience of the plot.
Beta: I had done a terrible job with this chapter, I swear to god it was laden with mistakes. If Sarah hadn't pulled through and beta-ed this, then I am quite sure the reading quality would have been quite low. So please thank Diamond Pearls for her amazing job. She literally is amazing and a better writer than me.
Trapped in a wayward world
I try to fly in an endless sky
Freedom is what I believe is my right
So I began to fly
Repetitive was my glory
Repetitive was my freedom of a lie.
I wondered if someone had orchestrated it all
I wonder if someone has lied.
I was surrounded by clouds
My head trapped
In all that silent sound
I was on an all time.
The emerald-tinted, mahogany silken robes dragged across the wooden flooring, as graceful feet hidden beneath strutted their way through the hall. The feet were rather harried and the well-hidden clumsiness of the owner would occasionally show- almost causing him trip on some instances.
The bright mahogany colored silken jūnihitoe which dragged on behind the half hurried blond- got stuck between his Tabi clad feet. He tumbled, almost losing his balance. But the owner of said feet righted himself and resumed his walking in a much more graceful manner than before. His soft steps barely made a sound as he made his way to the chambers which he and his husband sometimes inhabited together. He had his own personal chambers which he was rather fond of and had decorated to his liking.
The chambers; which he and his husband were given to consummate their marriage and to be later used as their personal quarters; were rather too lavish and pompously made. He didn't understand how the most expensive wood, laden with gems and jewels could be necessary for a room, or how gold pillars are in any way a reasonable choice if the castle ever caught fire. He may or may not have fantasized of burning the castle- but that is not heart of the matter here, it was all the uselessness of the things he was smothered in. Maybe it was not even that, he himself was born in royalty and he would be lying if he said that he wasn't swimming in riches before, but his Lands were more humble than this empire. His lands, his empire was warm.
A maid greeted him as he was turning around a eyes were downcast slightly, not quite on the floor but somewhere near his upper torso- except there was a small smile on her face. This was his favorite maid, friend and a confidant. Ayame, his very first friend in this prison of a fortress. He was extremely grateful for her companionship.
Ayame was still quite wary of their friendship but he was persistent and he knew her heart was softening to him rapidly. He would miss her. She was afraid of him in the start- not believing his intention of befriending her- and thought he was toying with her because of her status. But that wasn't it, he had never prided in himself for having this status. If anything he believed it to be a curse. After a while of convincing and sheer sincerity on his part, he was proud to say he won her over. He knew that she thought of him as oblivious- not knowing the ropes of the court or the kingdom- but he was anything but. He was just not given enough power or standing in this kingdom.
His status was rather laughable in his opinion. He knew many found his position to be enviable, but truthfully he himself was not one of them. He was supposed to become an emperor. He was supposed to rule his lands. But here he was. Rather than becoming a leader and leading his people to much more prosperity and happiness than ever seen, he was stuck being the empress to a Kingdom he did not belong to.
Empress, that word still sounded strange on his tongue and left an ashy feeling that he did not like. It was a laughable thought that he, a man, had been crowned as an empress. But desperate times had called for desperate measures and his ultimate sacrifice. It was not as if men had not been crowned as empress before, but it was not widely accepted and was still frowned upon by some. He was not even a true empress in his mind. He was more of an empress consort. He had no political standing. His mother, a powerful empress herself had ruled with his father as an equal. An outstanding empress, leader and female representative in the field of politics that was usually led by men, but then again Uzushiogakure was well known for being more modernized and liberal than other nations.
'In comparison to his mother he was just a glorified concubine.' he thought darkly,but quickly got rid of the thought as it was beginning to strain his smile.
"Pardon me, could you repeat that Ayame?" he said with a poised smile. He couldn't really grin at her as he normally would. This was one of the reasons he would never truly belong to this kingdom. His lands were free, liberating, open and warm. This kingdom was laden with pompous asses in his opinion. He could never be himself here. He was slowly suffocating in here.
Ayame gave him a small smile, briefly meeting his eyes before looking down again "Lord Naruto, the robes for the ceremony have been prepared. They are in your room to be tried later on"
He twitched unnoticeably. The ceremony. He'd almost forgotten about that horrid affair. There were at least 23 concubines for the emperor and each was more than ready to spread their legs and give birth to the new heir. He was a man, he couldn't carry offspring and so concubines were required. That was another area he failed in on being as the empress. He wasn't a woman and he couldn't be one- no matter how many fancy Jutsus he can use, they wouldn't fully turn him into one either- and giving him the position of a woman was slowly killing him from the inside. He was worthless here.
He bit his lip, emotions slowly overcoming him, but he hardens his resolve. Soon, he told himself, very soon. The ceremony was an informal announcement of Sasuke finally trying to birth a heir to the Kingdom. He knew this was going to occur. He had known all about what he would have to give if he came here wearing that coronet. That heavy sapphire gem laden and gold melted phoenix coronet. It was as ugly as it was beautiful.
He thought himself to be ready for the sacrifice, to give up his right to the throne, to his life and dream and for the sake of his people come to this Kingdom with a shallow position and almost no rights unless allowed by his husband. A trapped bird with his wings sewed together, knowing he could fly but was unable to do so. He was a prisoner here but he had accepted it all for his people. But the sacrifice was much harder than the theories and tactics he was given by the advisors. It seemed much harsher and real when he experienced it all. He believed that even if it was an arranged marriage, there could be love. His parent's own marriage was an arranged one but they began to love each other, his father never acquired a single concubine. It only goes to show how great the emperor's love for his mother was.
He believed he would begin to love his husband just as he would begin to love him. It would not have been easy and it would definitely not be pleasant all the time, but he knew they could begin to understand each other and form a companionship and they would go from there. He believed love could have been achieved- if not romantic they could still have loved each other in other forms and ways. Maybe he was chasing a relationship that his parents had embedded in his head unknowingly, maybe he was naïve and childish to believe love could be achieved, but he did and his heart broke when he could not achieve even this. He was utterly alone here in a foreign kingdom, a supposed to be Emperor himself living a farce of a life in a loveless marriage, surrounded by people who would rather see him fall. He was devastated when reality truly stuck him.
He gave a forced smile for his companion "Ah, thank you so much Ayame. Your duties are done I presume."
Ayame- again- gave a small smile and shook her head "No, it seems there is work needed to be done in the western part of the castle. I was just going to relay this message to you my lord. But if you desire my presence, I am here for you, lord Naruto."
Naruto gave a smile which didn't reach his eyes before remembering something "Ayame. today you don't have to come prepare me for the festivities. If you could be as far away from me and my chambers… actually, stick with the emperor's parents."
Ayame looked confused- and a little hurt at his words- but Naruto braved himself and didn't falter in his decision. "Why, my lord, have I done something wrong?"
Naruto shook his head, "Of course not! You are very competent at your work Ayame. It's just for today. I promise this won't be an everyday occurrence."
Ayame still looked troubled but she bit her lips and nodded. "If you say so, my lord." She looked him in the eyes for once, and her own eyes softened as she spoke in a voice not even above a whisper "Whatever you might end up doing, my lord. Know this, that I will always desire your happiness."
Naruto froze after hearing those words, and looked at Ayame to see her smiling softly and bowing her head at him. His eyes watered but he kept his tears in check, he put a hand to her head patting her gently and whispered to her with a soft gentle smile
"As do I to you."
And I continued to fly
The glory of achieving
The glory and my pride
Cut beyond agonizing lies
Sky was not my limit
It was a restriction to my time.
Faltered then my wings
Faltered than my glides.
Trapped were my wings
Because of pride and supremacy
I wondered who had orchestrated this whole lie
I didn't have the sky
My wings were lend to me
And they began another many lies
I didn't have any freedom to began
And I thought I could fly
He knew that this was as good a time as any to make his escape. His maids had come to help him dress and he had allowed them to pamper him with silk, jewels, light makeup and perfume. He had been looking for the right opportunity and he had known it has arrived when the celebration had been announced to him. He had taken that news with a bittersweet taste in his mouth, he knew this was a great opportunity to finally make his escape, but hearing that his husband was about to produce a heir with another woman was nothing short of venom in his mouth.
He had not taken the news well; he had cried, cursed and finally with a bitter resolve accepted his fate. Not many had known but he had liked Sasuke and had believed that given time he could love him too but that was not so now. Konoha had already abandoned Uzushiogakure in their time of need and had thrown them in the war against Kiri and Iwa alone. They have abandoned their words, their vows- and now he would abandon them too. He had no obligation to them any longer and so he would leave. He knew he could not go back to his Kingdom, but that doesn't mean he couldn't go anywhere else either.
He looked at himself in the mirror, he looked elegant but too feminine. He didn't look anywhere near how he used to before he came to this palace. His usually spiky sunflower blond hair has been flattened so now they reached his shoulder and then the ornate Sapphire-gold coronet has been woven with his hair making it a part of the crown, a part of himself now. He was wearing a heavy luxurious jūnihitoe; the whole kimono was a mixture of red, white, silver and mostly baby blue. It was weighty yet well fitted, but he still felt that it swarmed his form, hiding his lithe nevertheless muscular form. He carried a blue and silver handheld fan to complement his kimono and to cool himself when hot, but he knew he would use wind chakra rather than the fan, but it was reassuring and he was rather fond of the fan. They have not put much make-up on him as there wasn't any powder that could match his complexion. But they had moisturized his skin and put light lip color on his lips and his eyes have been enhanced by charcoal and light blue paint, making the blue color of his eyes stand out even more.
He looked like a woman and he felt like one too. He felt like he was Sasuke's woman. He shouldn't though; he was a man, not a woman. Yet here he was pretending to be one! He felt so lost looking in the mirror. Who was he? A man? A woman? A prince or a prisoner? A whore? He touched his cheek, what purpose does he have? Why was he even dressed like this? He had never touched women's clothing before, yet here he was impersonating one. A teardrop fell out of his eye and went along his scarred cheeks to the bottom of his chin. He remembered how- after entering this kingdom- people had frowned upon his markings; how they have said it looked savage, how the maids have rubbed his skin raw to get rid of it. They didn't know its reason, no one here did.
He wiped the tear trail and nodded to his reflection in the mirror. It didn't matter anymore. This was his last time here. He would be free from now on. He sensed for any chakra signatures nearby, but he knew Anbu suppresses their chakra to an almost negligible level. He had half a mind to go into sage mode to check for any intruders or guards but he knew now probably wouldn't be the right time, although he was a decent sensor by sheer hard training- but his ability is nowhere near his father's.
He would eventually go in sage mode but not now, he would first have to make preparations for it. He sensed, scented and strained his ears for any presence nearby but didn't find any. Most Anbu guards were stationed near the emperor and the entrances; others were roaming and searching the perimeters. His chambers were deep inside the fortress and Anbu usually would not either linger here or keep track of his chakra. He knew Konoha usually relied on ninkens and kekkei genkai for detection. Most Anbu were good sensors, but he couldn't turn a blind eye to others. Nodding once again to himself in determination, he made the appropriate hand signs and poured the right amount of chakra in it and murmured.
"Kage Bunshin no jutsu"
A clone- an exact copy of his- popped into the existence beside him. The only difference between them was that his clone was not wearing the crown he was laden with. He signaled his clone and then he sat himself in the chair before the mirror. The clone rhythmically started untying his hair from the crown and after a while of hard work, it came undone. He stood up from his position and signaled his clone to take his previous seat and then he started tying the cornet into his clone's hair. It took a while, but he had some experience before and so the cornet was finally settled into his copy's hair. It was not as fine as the work of the maids but it was good enough.
He nodded at his handiwork and started the next step for his plan, the seal. He signaled for his cloneto step out of the bedroom and to the sitting room, he had already fitted instructions in his clone's mind- that's why he wouldn't have to repeat it again. He started gathering his things that he came with, in this empire. They were few, just some things that reminded him of his home or the things his mother gave to him during their departure and- of course- his weapons and scrolls. He was not allowed to fight or even raise a weapon here but he had still insisted on keeping them with him. They made him feel safe and now they most probably will be in use.
He sealed the precious scroll his teacher had given him in another scroll and his weapons in another, then he used another scroll for all his left items. When they were all sealed he used another scroll to store them all in.
After that was done he started untying his clothes and wiped his face from any residual makeup. He knew he still stunk of heavy perfume, but that could be remedied later. He combed his hair into his regular hairstyle, it didn't take long and after that he went ahead and dressed himself in dark clothing. It wasn't much but a pair of shinobi pants with black bandages and a dark grey full sleeved shirt. Over all that he wore a black cloak that had a hood to cover his more recognizable features.
Just then he smelled someone and he immediately took his scroll and stuffed it in the pouch on his waist and shoved the lying kimono under the bed, he proceeded to suppress his chakra as much as he could and hid himself in the room.
Outside, the clone of Naruto gave a smile to the servant who had come to retrieve him.
"Lord Naruto, the ceremony is about to begin, your presence is required." She said in a meek voice and bowed her head low, not meeting his eyes.
"Of course. Lead the way then," he said and removed the creases in his robes and proceeded to follow after the young girl. He was lucky that no guard had come to fetch him up and that only a maid had come. He knew that Sasuke would meet him halfway to the celebration hall and that Sasuke would have guards with him but boss's ability into creating shadow clones was legendary and it could not be detected if he was a shadow clone unless through Sharingan or Byakugan and he was a very solid clone. He just hoped no one would use sharingan in the celebration. The guards were present there but they couldn't activate their sharingan unless threat was in immediate vicinity. And besides, most didn't really have it either.
He gracefully walked besides his attendee and tried to stop the insane beating of his heart, he was a clone but he was still Naruto. A part of him, maybe, but still him. He felt all the emotions that the real Naruto could have felt. He was nervous and would have almost started fidgeting if not for his sheer determination alone. He kept his pace calm and his face in a small smile- but inside he was ready to start jumping to get rid of the jittery feeling.
He met Sasuke halfway there as Sasuke himself had said he would meet him. The raven barely spared him a glance or a greeting and started making his way through the halls and he silently followed after him. His head bowed a little, not really meeting anyone's eye. He was not submissive in any way or form but today he would play the perfect role of empress.
Back with the original Naruto, he immediately started copying a seal on his forearm from a rough drawing he had practiced on before, it was a rough sketch but he knew it would come in need. It took a considerable amount of time for the seal to be drawn. He was very much adapt at seals, every other person in Uzushiogakure was actually. But he was taught by his father, mother and god father who were renowned to be best even in a kingdom known for its seal masters. He was an Uzumaki so it was only hierarchy that he had an aptitude for seals.
He finished writing the seal and tore the rough one in two pieces and stuffed the pieces in his pouch. He put chakra in the seal and when it began to glow a weak green and stopped. He knew his work was done. After that he dispelled the clone that was collecting chakra in the Mount Myoboku and entered sage mode but no chakra was given out. He was successful, his seal has worked. He mentally cheered for his seal, it not only hid his chakra perfectly- which he still wasn't very good at hiding- but also his scent, he started searching for nearby chakra signatures. He didn't find any.
He righted his clothing and put the hood on his head and started making his way out of the chambers and to the less populated area but before that he remembered to make a clone and order it to henge into a scroll after that he left the scroll inside the closet and ordered it to dispel if people came in to search. He made his footstep soundless and went down the hall, it was the area that led to the training grounds. It was usually not very populated at night and seeing today was a day of celebration, there really was no one in there.
The clone Naruto gave deep bows to both the previous emperor and empress but only Lady Mikoto received a small smile which she returned back with a polite one of her own, her eyes showed pity. He didn't want to be to be pitied by her. They were at the hall now. It was lavish, big and loaded with people who he could not bother to remember the faces of.
There were excited talks of the big news. The talks of how powerful and beautiful the next Uchiha heir would be, seeing as all the previous Uchiha had good looks and strong genes. His face unnoticeably tightens and his smile became that tad bit more strained. He greeted, chatted with people not staying with anyone longer than that was necessary. This was torture. They were talking about Sasuke, his husband's future child in front of him as if he didn't exist. Some had complimented him on his attire and appearance; others had said how much the crown had suited him. He had internally frowned even when he had kept a smile. The crown suited him? That was laughable, it was a prison made in gold embedded with sapphires nailed to his head. He wondered how they would like a prison in gold. They would have rejoiced in it, maybe.
He just wished his boss was already getting away from here. If he was found out because he poofed out of the existence since he was trying to kill himself-because he was seriously bored and offended-then it's definitely his boss's fault. He was Naruto too so that just means his boss would have done the same thing, if not a little differently. He could only take so much.
Naruto jumped up a wall when he sensed that no one was there anymore. He had already scaled most of the area; the Anbu team who was inspecting here had already left before he barreled here. He was extremely grateful for his sage mode and in turn should probably thank Jiraya Sensei. If not for him, he would have been damn useless in a situation like this even if he was amazing at seals. There was still much more he had to learn and he couldn't learn much about seals in Konaha, they were not known for their seal masters. Their seal masters were mediocre at best but Uchiha's library was a great help. He learned quite a lot about Uchiha's and in general Konoha from there. Even if the information was quite universal.
One other important thing he learned from there would be the layout of the castle. Sasuke had taken him to his private library and he had digested almost anything ninja related there that was allowed to him, he had never been an avid reader but he had been happy when Sasuke finally allowed him some liberties. It wasn't as if empress' were not allowed to read, they were just given other task that did not revolve around anything involving ninja's work. Woman in Konoha were not repressed but the old tradition of woman of royalty only taking mantle of the household was still believed to be their job. At least some clans were trying to break this shackles but the higher your position was the less freedom you would be given. Seeing as he was standing at the highest he literally had none. He was a ninja. A powerful one, he was supposed to become more powerful. He wasn't supposed to be locked up and dressed in a doll's clothing.
He shook his head; he really was getting off topic. He was still not out of the fortress and was still going around the 5th training grounds, they were closer to the forest but going there could be a little risky and at the same time the best choice he would have. He first wanted to slip out through the kitchen, but the security were extremely tight seeing as the guests would be eating food made in the kitchen and chances of someone trying to poison an important figure was extremely likely. So because of that, the kitchen was a taboo for him. But it would've been extremely helpful if they opened up the garbage disposal, from where he could have easily slipped out from.
Sewers were not even an option for him; they were heavily guarded for any assassin who would think of entering through sewers. Training grounds were the better option from the two, he didn't get to study any outlays as those heavily guarded by Uchiha's, but he was happy enough Sasuke had let him free reign of the library and he had snuffed some information out. Although training grounds were still guarded but not that heavily as fortress was connected to the training grounds and people inside the fortress could access the grounds but people from outside couldn't, the fortress was build so.
He had planned this all so carefully and he was looking for a celebration to be held. When all the guards would be busier on the intruders, no one would give much notice to someone who was already inside and of such higher status. He reached a ground that was mostly obscured by trees then he started digging being mindful of all the roots.
The baby blue color of the robe almost glittered in his opinion as he talked to people of high status, they were numerous in number all wanting to talk to or taunt the Empress who couldn't bear a child, he almost sneered at them.
Sakura, the concubine chosen for the task for giving birth to the heir to the kingdom possibly glowed in the attention she was receiving. She herself was wearing beautiful pink-green robes that brought out her strange pink colored hair. She was beautiful, he could tell that, but he knew she was not very fond of him. It was more as if she outright hated him. He couldn't really blame her, he knew about how she had tried so hard to become a concubine. She possibly would have been aiming for the queen's position, but because of his arrival she was denied of it. But, oh well! he wasn't happy with the arrangements either…
He allowed himself a break and leaned against an empty seat where it was less crowded. He was incredibly tired, nearly sagging in his own robes. He closed his eyes.
"That cornet doesn't suit you." A voice sneered breaking him out of his trance.
He opened his eyes to see Sakura standing right before him, posture much more different than before- when she was greeting others. Now she looked fierce, before she looked meek. Naruto sighed. He sure has some effect on her, he thought idly.
"Is that so," he said politely, giving her a small smile. "As far as I know it was especially made for me." His smile was still intact, but all the remaining warmth in it was gone. She was not a bad person, he knew that, but he would appreciate if she would stop troubling him.
The smirk on Sakura's face dissolved into a scowl. She turned from him and left, her last words to him still ringing in his ears.
"Just you wait. After I give birth to the heir, that crown will be mine."
Naruto frowned but let it go. It would be the last time he would see Sakura, he thought he should cut her some slack. Just then Sasuke came towards him, the celebration was almost ending now, he mused. After Sasuke reached him, he leaned towards him, making him lean backwards but kept a firm hand on his arm.
"Our quarters immediately." He whispered in his ear, almost making him squirm. After that he left, announcing his departure to his parents. Naruto's clone contemplated poofing out of existence right about now, but that would bring more trouble than it was worth. He slowly stood up straight, announced his departure to Sasuke's parents, wishing them a goodnight. He still wanted to run away but he didn't know if the real Naruto was gone or not. He sighed; boss seriously should make some seal so they could be in contact when separated. It would help in stealth mission such as this.
Sasuke was there still waiting for him outside the hall, dressed in regal clothing of black and red. He didn't see much else as Sasuke took his hand in his own and started guiding him to their chambers; he almost cringed at the contact again but he let himself be dragged. He would poof soon enough anyway. Sasuke's hand were a little warm but nowhere near his temperature, they were also slightly bigger than his and they were so different in color. He was tan and Sasuke was so pale. Everyone in Konoha was pale in his opinion. He had gotten his tan from his father but even his mother was not this pale.
They were so different, never being able to meet because of the barriers bounding them either that being their duties or their pride. He didn't think they could meet in these circumstances.
Sasuke led him with a soft grace to his moment and his hand firmly held in his own hand, he didn't look at him again and always walked in front of Naruto- guiding. But Naruto didn't want to be led by anyone. They reached their chambers soon enough. Sasuke opened the door for him and he went inside, followed by Sasuke who embraced him from behind fluttering soft kisses on his neck making Naruto lean forward, away from Sasuke.
Sasuke still didn't let go of him.
"Naruto," he whispered in his ear and he almost hit him because of it. He was sensitive there. He didn't like this.
"Don't run away from me." he whispered again leading him to the bedroom and then to his bed.
Now that was an irony. 'Don't run away from him' that's exactly what he was doing right now. Naruto was panicking should he poof out of existence, was this the right time? Was boss out by now? It had been a while. He didn't know and he was getting scared. Sasuke started doing the knots on his clothing and his panicking rose to impossible level. This was so different from that time, this was gentle but it still felt the same. He still didn't want to be here. Because he knew how Sasuke was and this, was not it. He was scared he bit his lip to hold in the whimper but Sasuke started kissing, lips urging him to open and he knew he had enough. He finally poofed out of existence, transferring all his memories to the original Naruto. Sasuke sat there with an open mouth and all he could mutter was;
"What just...?"
The real Naruto halted in his digging as he got the memories of his clone. He cringed in behalf of the clone finally and shook himself out of it. He doesn't have time to dwell on it. He was losing both oxygen and time, his clones were already digging with him and it didn't take long before he was finally out. He checked his surrounding area and sensed an Anbu stationed at least several meters away from him. Now he smirked, he made two clones and sent them digging inside the hole he had made and waited until they made their way to the Anbu and when they did he made a run for it, in sage mode he is faster than most and he knew his clone will distract the Anbu- or anyone- who would come looking for him.
His clones on the other hand came out a few meters away from the Anbu and henged themselves in Sasuke's and Sakura's form and then the Sasuke clone went down on his knees whereas Sakura clone went behind him and started spanking him on his bum, they smirked to themselves before Sasuke clone started moaning very loudly.
"Oh, yes! Sakura give it to me hard!" He moaned and the Sakura clone smirked devilishly and stated in a low voice;
"oh yes, Sasuke scream for me!"
And that was the scene that several Anbu- who came to check the place hearing the noise and sensing the chakra spike- came to. They paused not believing what they were seeing and just stood there for a minute before starting to attack but the clones poofed out of their way, confusing them for a minute.
The real Naruto was already on his way to freedom, he stepped up on a giant tree and looked down at the river that connected Konoha's borders with Ame. He doubted himself right now. Was he doing the right thing? What was he even thinking? Was there no other way? Why was he even here?
His heart thudded inside his chest, insecurity and doubt clouding his mind and heart, but he stopped himself from assessing more on the topic. He was too far gone now. There was no going back. He would be executed if he went back now. Sasuke would not help him, no one would.
And so he made the jump.
Trapped in clothing of gold and silver
I suffocated,
In a cage finished with golden snakes
I wonder who has hissed at my life
Gust of wind spoke towards me
Enchanting me of my rights
I trembled with excitement
Letting go of doubts
I was the being of the sky
My right was to fly
And so I broke down the cage
I had no wings to fly
But I had my sky
So I ran down a beaten road
Naked of any gold and silver
Wind caressing my fears
Feet knocking on the gravel
Oozing were my scabs with blood
Yet I didn't cry
True freedom was not my sky
It was just a simple secret delight
Yes I truly learned to fly.
Junihitoe: The jūnihitoe (十二単?) is an extremely elegant and highly complex kimon that was only worn by court-ladies in Japan.
Tabi: Tabi (足袋?) are traditional Japanese socks dating back to the 15th century.
Info acquired from wiki.
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