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Hello! I have decided to write another Okami story, this one takes place RIGHT after the end of "Confessions". Hope you like it! I will take flames, just not to horrible please!
Disclaimer: I do not own Okami, I wish I did, I only own the story.
"So what now my little kami?" Oki questioned with a smirk on his face from their previous *ahem* moment. Amaterasu blinked, and her eyes turned to a dark-blue color; Oki could tell from before and shook her 'til she was snapped out of her little trance staring at the door.
"Huh? Oh, I'm sorry it's just…" By the time she said this, Amaterasu started sobbing uncontrollably in to Oki's shirt.
Oki didn't need to say anything in that moment; he knew she would finish her sentence.
I wish I could do something for her that'll make her stop crying, I always hated it when she cried. I'll just wait, and I'll kill whoever or whatever bastard or bitch; is making her cry.
"I-It's just that…I sensed something approaching, and I'm ashamed of myself for ever getting involved." She spoke solemnly.
Amaterasu then stood up, with her Holy Light Reflector still perched and moving on her back; and left the hut without another word. Oki still stood in utter shock, hands still in the same position when he held his love.
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Amaterasu stepped on the melting snow of spring, wishing to BE nature, not its creator. Sure, she loved having all the divine power she ever needed, but since she's immortal she can't have any of her old friends with her.
Speaking of 'old friends', I have to finally deal with this dipshit I thought I killed.
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So? Who is this mysterious person, or thing that's come back for her? Is it revenge, or something more intimate? Trying to update soon!
Amaterasu's Mood Eyes:
Amber-Neutral
Dark Blue-Sad
Green-Determination
Purple-Happy
Pink-Embarrassment/Pleasure