How they met~
Shunsui looked around the manor that surrounded him. He remembered the outside, it was dull had almost no life to it, the walls were white the roof the same orange-red color as all the others. The same trees as the house next to it, it was all very cookie cutter, the inside was boring all white and black there was no color what so ever, no paintings, and it seemed lifeless.. "Come on Shunsui stop falling behind." Said an older man who looked almost like an older version on the boy, he had short hair and was clean-shaven. He was dress in a rather fine hakama but it was plan, he had an niceness about him but seemed rather stern.
He simply followed his father he knew why he was here, he was to be given to the master of this house as his student, it was a rather interesting arrangement Shunsui was sure, he didn't know what it was and didn't care to know. All he knew was this was a rather annoying situation he was in. His father was rather upset with his care free and childish ways. So he was forcing him to move in with a military general.
They both got to a door that a random servant had lead them to . "The young master can wait here, Master Yamamoto would like to see you alone." Said the young girl with a smile. Shunsui walked in expecting a boring sitting room but he found a room full of dolls, toy swords, and unfinished crafts. He went to ask what room he was in but the screen had already closed. Shunsui looked around trying to find out what everything was and whom it would belong to. Not Master Yamamoto that was for sure, some of the drawings were rather violent but Shunsui highly doubted that even then they were not the old guy's.
He had to have a little boy or something around here, maybe a young son. That would make things more bearable, someone to befriend or have a rival. Anything would be better than being alone. "Ehhha!" Shunsui snapped his neck to look at the door; he heard fast footsteps and guessed he would be getting his answer sooner rather than later because the footsteps were coming his way.
The door opened than closed, the person who came in was a girl withwavy red hair, her skin was pale but she had a red scar on her neck, and her at the moment wide eyes were a dark brown. The kimono she had on was a very bright pink with white and green flowers made of a fine silk. She was mumbling to herself and the only words he heard were 'nanny' and 'crazy'. The girl could only be two years younger than Shunsui at most. The look on her face was of unwanted excitement. "Um hello?" She finial noticed Shunsui and tilted her head when he spoke up.
"Who are you!?" She shouted at him pointing rather rudely, which took Shunsui by surprise. He expected any children here to be stuck up and noble. "Hey! Why are you here!?" She shouted again. Deciding to make a positive impression on his soon to be housemate, he walked up grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it.
"I am Shunsui Kyoraku; of the Kyoraku family, but you; my lady can call me Shunsui" he said trying to seem as cute and charming as he could. He looked up and saw that she was bright red in anger. She then took a large in take of breath.
"DADDY!" the pitch she reached was almost deafening. And Shunsui had to cover his ears and step back. But then there was a tall older man in front of her he had a proper samurai hair cut and dressed in all black. The older guy had a scar on his forehead and that was what gave him away this was Genryusai Yamamoto. "He touched me!" She said breathing rather heavy from her scream. The paper door slid open to show Shunsui's father along with several servants.
"Shunsui! What did you do to the young lady?" his father asked his mouth was in a fine line from how annoying all of Shunsui's shenanigans were.
"He touched me! With his lips, he was gonna bite me!" She said to the master swords men while point at Shunsui as if accusing him. The older man sighed and let his head fall while his father just looked at Shunsui rather oddly. Shunsui was rather rambunctious and needed to be controlled but his manners were rather impeccable.
"Bite?" The nobleman asked his son, Shunsui just lifted one eyebrow and shrugged.
"He wasn't trying to bite you Hotaru, he was greeting you with a kiss." The old man's gruff voice dominated the room and everyone looked at him. The little girl known as Hotaru looked at her elder as if he was crazy.
"But kisses only go here." She said pointing to her forehead. Shunsui crossed his arms, complete tired of this whole situation.
"No you can be kissed anywhere." Shunsui's voice was flat. Hotaru looked over wide-eyed in shock before looking up at her father. And Shunsui's father ran his hand down his face. Did Shunsui really have to bring that up?
"Can I be kissed anywhere?" She was looking for conferment. And Yamamoto turned and glared at his soon to be student. His young daughter had no reason to know of such things, he had worked hard to insure she would never be exposed to the harshness of this world.
"No, only your husband may kiss you where he pleases!" He said firm and Hotaru nodded firm and much like a soldier would. She was a mix of overly cute and a stern loyalty to her father.
"Then it's decided." Everyone looked at her rather confused and just waiting. She pointed at Shunsui much like before. "Then your going to be my husband!" her hands place unyieldingly on her hips. Everyone stood there for trying to understand what was being said, before all the males had a universal thought.
"WHAT!?"
