Welcome to chapter two of "His Beloved Treasure".
Sorry for the late update. I know it took me a bit long to write this. And also, I fixed something up in chapter one and added some very little things too. - Yeah... I know I changed pen name.
Disclaimer: I don't own Spirited Away.
His Beloved Treasure:
Chapter 2: First Words
Passerby tried to control themselves from screaming or running away which is really impolite and rude to a general like Kohaku. Everyone avoided his green eyes, turn away from him or run for their lives if they made either contact with those vicious eyes from near or afar. People packed in the crowded street tried to squish one another to back away, making a clear path for the two people, Kohaku and his servant to go through.
"This is irritating me Kohaku, why don't we just go back home." Whispered the servant to Kohaku. Every terrified look on those passerby's faces are getting on his nerve. What do they think Kohaku will do to them? Kill them with his eyes or will be cursed if they get too near? Stupid fools.
"It'll be the same at home anyway Kazuma, in fact I got used to this years ago." Kohaku whispered back.
Kazuma sighed as they continued their way through the cleared path. They came across a brothel as they walked and something very loud caught their attention.
"Ten silver!" Shouted a chubby man as he steered a frightened and reluctant young girl to the front of him from his back.
Kohaku couldn't quite make out the girl's features with her back facing him but she was bloody. She had blood-stains all over her back, clothes, and hands. He guessed that there might be a serious wound under those poorly wrapped strips of garment around her head, visibly dirty ones. Kohaku suddenly felt that he pitied her.
"Two silver." A man said uninterestedly as he scanned the young lady with distaste.
"Eight then!"
A nosy crowd gathered in the brothel's front gate. This is becoming more of an eyesore and frustrating to Kohaku.
"Kohaku we better just mind our own business and go." Kazuma suggested but Kohaku was already out of sight.
Pushing through the crowd he reached the three, grabbing the shoulder of the chubby man he spun him around to face him while the other searching his pocket.
"What's wrong wit-" Fear washed over him when he made contact with those vicious green eyes. His legs no longer support him and he fell to the ground with fright, shivering like a frightened mouse fearing a cat.
"Here's twenty silver," Kohaku held out the silver to the man "give me her contract." He demanded as he tossed the silver to the ground.
The man listened to the harsh voice and took out the contract, handing it to Kohaku.
Kohaku then reached for the girl and grabbed her wrist. Slowly he led the girl through the stunned crowd uneasily. He didn't look back but he knew the girl couldn't walk very well because his hand felt that she was struggling. After having a hard time pulling and following, they reached Kazuma outside the crowd, knowing it's not wise to discuss in the street they decided to head home.
"Rumors spread fast Kohaku, the whole capital might know about this by tomorrow." Kazuma reminded with a frown.
"That's tomorrow's problem." Answered Kohaku, unconcerned. He turned to the girl behind him for a better look. Still very bloody..., but her eyes were shut and she didn't spoke a word. Is she a blind? This made Kohaku a bit comfortable if she doesn't know who he is, he doesn't want her to fear him.
The next second Kohaku lifted the girl into his arms. It wouldn't be easy to lead her by hand all the way home especially when she is blind with a serious wound like that on her head. It really needs some effort to carry her because she tried to struggle, but still not a sound made from her mouth. This blind captivated Kohaku as he watches her struggle.
"We'll treat your wounds when we get home little lady so please be patient." Declared Kohaku.
Just like he predicted, the girl can hear and soon realized that she is too small and weak to resist those strong arms around her body. Like an obedient child, she allowed him to carry her. This made Kohaku smirked.
They arrived home a while later but Kohaku found the young lass asleep in his arms and didn't bother to wake her up. Then came a messenger from the empress to inform him that the armies of Rigu had arrived early at the battlefield, so Kohaku left immediately afterwards.
After numerous battle cries, all warriors drew out their swords and rushed to their targeted enemies. Opposing soldiers from both Fukagawa and Rigu entered the fight for their lives. The battle had started. In a distant clearing, Kohaku drew his black blade, exposing its glossy surface to the sunlight as the reeking of blood was released form the sheath at the same time. The unpleasant smell is what Kohaku hated about this unusual blade he owned.
Like always, no warriors dared to come near him. Either feared his existence or knew that their skills are no competition to his. But he has to find an opponent. Swift like the wind, he found a prey and slain him without giving the warrior time to react and moved on to another one. Terrifying screams and clanging of swords echoed across the battlefield. The scene was chaotic.
After slaying another warrior, Kohaku sensed someone's approach to his area. Wondering who is that daring, he immediately turned and was greeted by a slashing sword. Blocking the attack with his own sword he allowed himself to have a glimpse of the attacker, their eyes met and he immediately recognized that it's Kuro. His eyes are like the ones of a wild leopard he saw once in the forest during a hunting game. Kohaku leapt backward, lengthened the gap between him and Kuro.
"Fighting without armor is very dangerous Kohaku, but a very unique sword you have there... What is the blade made of?" Kuro asked curiously about the weird weapon.
"A black stone." Kohaku answered simply. It's an odd conversation in a battle...
"I see...and it absorbs blood?" Kuro watched as the blood remained on the sword slowly being absorbed into the blade until no trace of any blood marks were left on its surface. It's the first time he saw a strange and evil weapon like that.
Kohaku nodded.
"Your eyes are just as mysterious as they were fourteen years ago." Kuro said as he reminisces about his childhood.
"We've met before?" Kohaku vaguely remembers anything from those six years before he was sold to Zeniba. He barely remembers anything or anyone during his childhood.
"So you forgot about my twin sister and me," Kuro sighed disappointedly. "Then let's get ourselves started."
With both of their razor- sharp weapons raised, they and engage themselves in the fight.
"The doctor said that she'll be fine Rin," Kazuma told the lady named Rin who'd just finished cleaning off the dirt from the new girl's face that Kohaku just brought back two weeks ago as he entered the room.
"So when will she wake up?" asked Rin, the girl hasn't wake up for a month from the day she arrived. Both Kazuma and Rin were worried.
"He's not sure either... It depends on herself." Replied Kazuma. "Wonder how Kohaku is doing...?"
"Of course he's still alive." Answered Rin in a matter-of-fact way. "But I can't understand why he brought this girl back when we have more than enough maids here."
"Neither do I..., Kohaku never bothered with anyone else's business usually."
"Your highness! The battle ended and the armies from Rigu were starting to retreat!" A herald announced through the great court. With that, many faces of the advisers relaxed.
"What about General Wataru and Kohaku?" Asked Zeniba impatiently.
"Neither of the both of them were injured and are now returning to the capital your highness!" Zeniba let out a sigh of relieve.
"It's the first time I heard Kuro would retreat your highness, Kohaku really is something." Kamaji who stood by Zeniba's side smiled.
After three months of fighting, the war between the two empires had finally ended. Both empires retreated because of insufficient amount of men and food were left. If they lose this fight, the Fukagawa Empire would be invaded by Rigu and probably be taken over.
"I am just relieved that Kohaku and Wataru are both safe and sound." Replied Zeniba.
"Are you disappointed that he'd forgotten?" Sanada asked Kuro and her are on their way back to Rigu in a carriage.
"A little bit." Kuro answered. "How did you know what I was thinking?"
"We are twins remember? I can sense your thoughts and feelings, like a connection."
"I thought that is the ability only for identical twins."
Sanada shrugged. "But Kohaku is quite a competiton."
"He sure is, neither of us were injured and this is the first time I retreated." Said Kuro, embarrassed.
"So you wanted to know more about him right?" Asked Sanada accordingly.
"This connection between twins is making me a bit uncomfortable..., you know too much about me." To Kuro, Sanada is more like a little sister than a big sister. She only matured a tiny bit as a woman of twenty-five, that is, worries all the time when he was in war, then nothing else. Instead of being a tactician, her real career should be fooling around and trying to annoy him.
Sanada only laughed innocently at his words.
The impatiently Kohaku rushed into the corridors of his mansion. He'd returned as soon as finished reporting to the empress. He was anxious all along about the blind girl that he brought home before his departure for three months and after receiving the news from Rin that she never did wake up all this time, he is now frantic. The two doors of the room banged violently after Kohaku kicked them open.
Now he's in his destination, he calmed himself. Motioning his feet slowly and lightly, he approached the bed where the girl lies. Closely examining her, he noticed that Rin hadn't helped her change yet. But her facial features attracted him somehow. A round face, cute pink cheeks, tiny nose and lips, long eye lashes, thick and shoulder length brown hair. Very simple and ordinary, she can't compare to Sakae. But Sakae doesn't infatuate as much as this blind girl did to him.
Leaning slightly closer, he noticed that Rin had done a poor job. Some blood still stained the girl's eye lashes and maybe inside her eyes too. Looking around the room, he found what he wanted, a small teacup with only cold water inside and a washcloth. After wetting the washcloth with fresh water, he tried to wipe off the blood.
The girl's eyes suddenly twitched, trying to open them as she tried to get up. Seeing that he'd awoken her, he helped her sit up and handed her the washcloth. After a while of cleaning by herself, she laid the washcloth beside her and opened her eyes. Those big and round dark gray eyes were exposed as both of their eyes made contact. Her eyes gazed deeply into his
Her sudden awakening didn't give Kohaku time to react, but soon he realized that she wasn't a blind. Knowing that she could see, he immediately turned his face away from her, hiding his eyes and get ready to hear some terrified screams from her. But he only heard her soft and calm voice.
"Your eyes are beautiful." Those were her first words...
Kohaku was stunned, he'd never heard anyone compliment his eyes. Neither do Zeniba and Kazuma. His green eyes were believed to be of evil and misfortune by everyone all these years. But this girl said they were beautiful?
If there are some mistakes, sorry! I'll try to update as more often as I can.
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Author's Notes:
The Clueless – Glad you like Haku's style with no armors and thanks for reviewing!
Arlibie – Thanks for reviewing. Well, I tried not to drag some parts. But nothing really turned out good from my work, so very very sorry!Well here's Chihiro.
SweetazKande – The way they met seemed pretty uh... unusual to me. (Laughed uneasily) Thanks for reviewing!
MaqischeEngel – I agree with you. Kohaku does seem very quiet but gentle in a way in the movie! Thanks for your review!
Burning-Yami-Rain – Thanks for your review!
Mangalover13 – I will! Thanks for reviewing!
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