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Hatsumomo
By Panicked Karma
The fire that had almost burned down the geisha house had been the fire in her heart. Finding out that Sayuri had a love of her own made her all the more jealous.
Hatsumomo…
Once the geisha of legend in the Nitta okiya house along with being the only one, Hatsumomo had lost the love of her life, lost the only man who cared for her and had never found peace.
Sayuri, the daughter of Mother and the air to the Nitta okiya house, had never said goodbye but only believed that one day her destiny would mirror Hatsumomo's.
Probably being the only 'whore' geisha, Hatsumomo always had the feeling to get close to someone's (specifically girls) face… almost as if to kiss them.
Just like Sayuri or Chiyo (when she said it) had said that if Hatsumomo had been the air to the okiya house it would be like letting the tiger out of its cage. She had been right, Sayuri; once Hatsumomo figured out who was the air she had gone crazy and had almost burned down the house. Never once did she think of someone else, never once did she ever think that it would slap her in the face and probably break her.
Well… she sure as hell knows now.
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