Besotted
By SMYGO4EVA
It was never in the stars, what feelings he held for her.
Takemaru of Setsuna desired it to be so, the promise of love from Lady Izayoi. He watched her from afar, her grace and kindness all the more endearing. Izayoi held herself as a woman of poise, warmth, and a gentleness not seen in this world and the next. He only knew the harshness of combat, of war, and monsters.
The night closed in, and Takemaru saw Izayoi under the moonlight. She was ethereal, beautiful, and most certainly loved.
Her eyes cast down, her heart heavy with feeling, and Takemaru would have reached to comfort her, but that was not to be.
The Great Dog Demon, in his human form, he was the one who met Lady Izayoi's gaze and her affections. She looked up to meet the gentle look of this man, and she clutched onto him, urging him forward.
I am yours, Lady Izayoi.
His knees buckling, Takemaru felt his heart sink to his stomach.
He could not bear to see her and that beast, their mouths meeting in a longing they only knew. What they held, and what he was denied.
He only knew chaos and war, from humans and demons alike. He might not live another day, but his hand curled around the hilt of his trusted blade.
He stared expressionless, and then he tore himself away from a sight.
His blade was sharpened, and he knew what he had to do, but all in due time.
She would know his suffering, and the Great Dog Demon would pay dearly.
They will regret this night.