I went to reading about the Kuze family – mainly, the relationship developed between Kyouka and Akitio – And her son and daughter Kaname and Amane. So this will be a fanfiction from her point of view from when she met the man she loved and had her first son, Kaname, who she had to send away, then later when she has Amane. And if you guys like this then some thoughts of hers when the ritual fails for Reika and she becomes a ghost.
This first chapter isn't very good (At least in my opinion) and a tad sort. I'm not too good at introductions or endings. But I'm hoping to turn this into a story!
I smiled at my mother. It wasn't a sincere one but I tried. This was my duty within the mansion. I'm her only daughter and have to produce female heirs to follow in our footsteps. She led me to my room and I bowed respectively. She was to bring a man here so that I may become pregnant. The snow left a chill inside the mansion. Somehow warmth could be maintained in this large place, and I longed to go out into that snow. I rarely left this room. Not that I couldn't, I often just chose not to. Everyone here was so serious in their duties that they hardly socialized. That or they were planned sacrifices that were to remain untouched by emotional connections. It was a life I wouldn't choose if given the option.
I kneeled on the cushion before my mirror and stared at my reflection. I was neither unhappy nor displeased with my appearance. I didn't feel particularly vain either. I shifted some contents on the already organized desk around. I hid it very well but I was impatient and unnerved. My mother did choose handsome and attractive suitors. Still, it was heavy to watch them leave while I remained here in this place.
'It's for the best.' I chided myself. Now was not the time to be daydreaming. A knock from one of the doors had me standing quickly and I went to the door. My mother entered a moment later. I knew a man would be behind her and bowed quickly.
"Thank you for coming." I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper, and stood to greet the man that would be my partner. We'd be together most of the time until the snow melted and he'd have to leave.
I didn't expect him to be so attractive. His hair was dark and beautiful, his form slim and fit, and his eyes spoke volumes of his emotions. To my embarrassment a small gasp escaped my lips and I quickly shut my mouth. He smiled just the tiniest bit. He seemed pleased by this. I felt suddenly self-conscious in my attire even though it was my best kimono.
My mother, Yashuu, cleared her throat and bowed to us both. She would scold me later for not acting proper and letting my demeanor slip. She was very stern and followed rules without question.
"Please enjoy your stay. I hope you find everything you need for your research." With that she left the man and myself alone. I did my best not to smile at her words. To outsiders, men came in to gain information on what they could grab onto, or to etch their pain into the next priestess. Few came to participate in producing the next heir.
"It's a pleasure to me you." He spoke and his voice sounded more beautiful than I could ever imagine." I am Akito Kashigawa. " He bowed once more, a hidden smile on his lips.
"I am Kyouka Kuze. The pleasure is mine." I smiled and bowed back, gesturing towards the cushions lined behind a screen. "Please make yourself comfortable. I do hope you enjoy your stay here." His expression was sweet, a bag gracing his right shoulder looking filled to the rbim.
He caught me eyeing it and reached for it. I was curious, to say the least, when he pulled out a camera. He met my eyes and smiled at me, raising the camera up in a questioning gesture. "May I?"
My face heated. No one has ever asked for a picture of me before. I felt so…flattered. His intentions were so pure, and he was so truthful about it that I could only nod. A flash blinded me temporarily and he set the camera down. Breaking the ice was indeed the hardest part of this. It always started off with such an awkward grace that I begged to stop. I felt bold and shifted closer to Akito. I wanted to be near him.
"Is there anything you are curious about?" I murmured gently, enjoying the feeling that ran through me when I was near him.
"…I'm actually very interested in learning about your traditions here. And the roles everyone partakes. So long as that is alright?" He seemed unsure and I found it incredibly sweet, the look on his face sending shivers flying across my skin. I already knew I was becoming too attached to him.
"I can't tell you certain things. " I spoke softly capturing his gaze with my own. "I can however, tell you some things." Akito smiled at this. His curiosity was not lost on me and I found it so refreshing and new. He took my hand in his, and before I had realized it myself, I knew I had fallen in love with him.