Disclaimer: I do not own Hakuouki, just my OC.
Enjoy some domestic HijiChi goodness and their adorable daughter.
Summary: Sakura wants to impress Hijipapa with the haiku she wrote.
Their Little Girl
Tokyo 1877
They walk through the streets of Tokyo, hand in hand, with their eight year old daughter held in her father's arm.
After some time, Toshizo and Chizuru decided to move back from Ezo to Tokyo. Although presumed dead, Hijikata kept his hair short like he did during the Boshin war and maintianed a stubble beard, which surprisingly worked in not being recognized.
"Otouchan you can put me down, I'm not a baby anymore..." their daughter, Sakura whines with embarassment as she attempts to hide her face in her father's shoulder.
"Nonsense Sakura, you may be eight, but to me you will always be my little baby girl." Toshizo deliberately teases her using his soft fatherly tone as he pecks her on the cheeks, knowing that it frustrates her when he does it in public, she just made it too easy for him.
"Ma, ma, ma Sakura there's no need to be shy-" Chizuru gently tells her daughter with a smile, but soon chuckles as said girl glares back in a cute pout with amethyst eyes identical to Toshizo's.
"I'm not shy Okachan, I just don't want anyone from school*, especially the boys to see me in this position and later laugh at me tomorrow." Sakura grumbles while comically checking her surroundings.
"Let them try," Toshzio's face turns into a scowl at the thought of any boy foolish enough to tease his little girl.
"Toshi-kun." Chziuru slightly reprimands her husband, causing said man to shake his head in amusement and give his wife a little smirk and wink.
...
"Itadakimasu." The family of three say in unison before beginning to eat their dinner, which was onigiri and fried fish served with Chizuru's famous tea - much to Toshizo and Sakura's satisfaction.
Half-way through the meal Chizuru asks, "Sakura do you want to show Otousan the haiku you wrote the other day?" At hearing this, Toshizo's eyebrow rise with keen interest as he eyes his daughter pausing to take a bite of her onigiri.
"Just please don't laugh when you read it." She groans, before taking a bite of her onigiri as an embarassing memory plays in her head for the remainder of dinner.
Flashback - 2 Years Ago
When Sakura was six years old, she got in trouble for almost reading her father's haiku book when she came to his study room to ask if he could read a storybook to her. When she saw he wasn't there, she decided to leave until a notebook caught her attention. Thinking it might be another western storybook that uncle Otori usually gets for her whenever he visits, she flips open a page until she felt her father's huge hand over her's, closing it.
"Never ever touch this book Sakura. Didn't we teach you that it's impolite to look over other people's belongings?!" She was getting really scared right now, he never looked at her like that before, like she was an enemy breaking into forbidden territory.
"Ano otouchan I thought it was- " She struggles not to let any of her tears fall, but fails miserably.
"LEAVE!" He yells with irritation and then pinches the bridge of his nose. 'This child, I swear.' He thinks to himself, while missing the look of genuine fear in her eyes and the mumbling of an apology as she scampers out of his study room.
...
"Yosh, yosh, yosh." Chizuru comforts the little girl sobbing quietly in her chest. "Your touchan didn't mean any of what he said." She mentally tells herself to ask Toshizo what got him to act like that.
"He was so scary, the way he looked at me like I was *hiccup* like he, like he caught a thief stealing!"
"Sakura look at me."
Reluctantly she removes herself from her mother's chest and looks at her with confusion.
"By tomorrow, everything will be back to normal, that I promise." Chizuru gently wipes the tears with her thumb, "And don't ever compare yourself to someone like a thief, no daughter of mine can be a thief while I'm alive." She declares with conviction.
When morning came, just as her mother promised, everything went back to normal.
It felt unreal when her father scooped her up in his arms and hugged her close to his chest as he rubs her head while softly telling her sorry again and again rendering her speechless.
"It's...alright." Eyes widen as she sees the look of remorse on his face, and then awkwardly hugs him back feeling flustered.
Back to the Present
Once dinner was done, Sakura dutifully gives her mom the dishes while she sweeps the floor. Once she was done, she sees her mother giving her an expectant look. Sighing, Sakura leaves to get the haiku she wrote in her room.
Once she returns, she hesitantly takes out a folded piece of paper under her kimono sleeves and hands it to her father, and before she can make a run for it, he quickly pulls her in his lap.
"I want to read it out loud in front of you and your mother." He couldn't resist grinning when he sees her cheeks puff red with embarassment. He then unfolds the paper, as he wraps an arm around Chizuru's neck so she can lean closer, and then begins to read:
"A tall cherry tree
Standing stiffly in the field
So much like Touchan"
Trying their best to contain their laughter, Sakura groans defeatedly as she shakes her head causing her raven side bangs to conceal her eyes.
"I told you, you both would laugh." She tries to tell them in a matter-of-fact tone without sounding like she's whining, but instead hears her father let out an amused chuckle, and her mother stifling her giggles with her kimono sleeve.
"It's really impressive for your first attempt Sakura." He praises her in between chuckles as he tucks her bangs behind her ears.
"Really?" Awed, at hearing her father praise her, if she keeps writing more, then maybe when she's older he'll let her read his poetry.
"Yes." He kisses her on the head.
Later that night, when Sakura was fast asleep, Chizuru decides to tease her husband a little more before they sleep.
"It seems that our daughter also compares you to cherry blossoms." She plays with the ends of his short hair.
"Oh please," He pulls her closer to his chest and whispers in his low bedroom voice, "Sakura blooming out of season," and then nibbles the top of her ear, making her yelp.
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I hope you enjoyed reading Hijipapa and Chizumama! And Sakura, I hope you guys liked her as well.
OXOXO
~ walkingspring