Itachi- New story!
Succumb to Wishing Droplets
Prologue
The smell had been fresh in the air. It was not joy. And yet, not sorrow. In its own way, it had been both. This miko had her ways of confusing me. She held no ill wish towards a single soul, it be demon or human, she loathed neither. Friend or foe, she loved equally. Even if it were easy for any human to understand this joy the human miko showed, and the sorrow she hung on to so tightly to herself, even I was a human- I still would not understand. I would not understand why I wanted to lash my claws at those who troubled her, and wrap those same claws around her…in a gentle embrace. Looking to my claws, I was reminded of who I was, and what she was.
I was Yokai.
She was Ningen.
The fates chose to separate us by choice. At birth. Trying to pursue an unknown treasure, as a man with no map. An invisible jewel worth currency higher then gold, or silver. I nearly smiled to myself, but could not bring myself to such human standard. The clouds darkened, I stood. Smelling Rain, I looked to the sky. And welcomed it.