I do not own any characters in 'Gasaraki' nor do I own any rights to the poem 'The Highway Man'
Authors notes: sorry about the mix up in the first chapter. Since the web page didn't show up I suggest that you just check google or whatever search engine you use to read the poem, it's really quite beautiful.
The Highway Man pt 2
"Hello there bar keep!" said the man in red. His companions also dressed in red began to forcefully remove the occupants of tables that they wanted. "Give us a pint each and where is that lovely daughter of yours eh? We would all much appreciate her serving us." they began to laugh as their innuendo sunk in.
Won calmly addressed them; never glancing to the back table where she sat crouched beside the traveler. "I am sorry Commander Daizaburo; she is not feeling well this evening. Any of the other girls will be all too pleased to serve you."
"Humph…fine we want the blonde one!"
Won nodded and gestured to one of the blonde servers. As she passed by him he took hold of her arm and said, "be careful, these men are already well watered down. Keep your distance as much as possible." The girl nodded and steeled herself for what was to come.
Yushiro watched the incident with mild interest. His attention was focused on Miharu who had the moment the red coats entered shuffled her chair to his right and she now hid behind him. "What fears you so?"
"Them." She whispered. "They have been patrolling this road for months now. Looking for anyone and anything they can get. And they have been bothering my father, trying to get me to 'favour' them in return for not bothering the inn anymore."
Yushiro nodded he didn't like the sounds of these red coats they seemed nastier then the average stuck up solider, he pulled his cloak over the edge of the table giving Miharu more room to move, he was certainly not a small man but he wasn't big enough to hide her for long. "How far is it to your room?"
Miharu looked up at him, questions running top speed through her head.
"It would be safer for you to be out of the room while they are here, which way to your room?"
Miharu putting her trust in this unknown man's hands pointed to their left. There were a pair of back stairs that lead to the owners quarters. Yushiro nodded and taking her hand said, "follow my every move." Miharu did as he asked and slid right up to his side. Yushiro stood stock still for a moment, and when he was finally able to, took a deep breath of Miharu's sweet smell, roses and cinnamon, a lovely combination. He then began his slow and deliberate walk to the back stairs, keeping a close eye on the red coats. They once glanced in their direction but Won stood in the way allowing them to escape.
They soon reached the second floor landing where they lived. "Thank you." Beamed Miharu, she looked at Yushiro with eyes far older then her age. "Would you like to have some dinner? I know you didn't have any of the food I brought you earlier." Miharu looked kindly on Yushiro.
Yushiro could only look down on the woman before him and be captivated by her beauty. "Actually," Yushiro began and took Miharu's hands in his own "I was wondering if I might get to know you a bit better." He leaned down to her level and watched her eyes. They sparkled like sliver in moonlight and Yushiro wanted nothing more then to steal her away so that he might be the only one to look upon them.
Miharu looked back at Yushiro her heart beating rapidly in her chest. All she was able to was nod her head in a silent answer to his request. So began their love affair.
Yushiro would show up every night to the little inn regardless of spending the night there or not. He would watch his little waitress as she danced about her duties and when evening cooled she would sit with him and talk. Some times without her father near by the lovers would steal kisses before the dawn broke.
It was on one of these nights that the two lovers exchanged more then just kisses.
"Do you have to leave in the morning?" Miharu whined. It had been hours since she had had a chance to spend some time with Yushiro and she wanted so badly to spend as much time as she could fit into a day. She felt in the back of her mind that something this good could not last.
Yushiro sighed. They had been battling over him leaving for the last twenty minutes. "I'm sorry my love but I have to. I have to get the gold that will allow us to leave this place and find one of our own. Please Miharu understand I am doing this for us." Yushiro bent to kiss his beloved goodbye when she pressed her whole body against him. She was a slight thing but her breasts were firm and suited her frame. He sighed in the kiss; she was trying to seduce him into staying. Breaking the kiss Yushiro said, "beloved, I must leave…" but his breath caught in his throat. She looked up at him, her eyes clouded over with passion.
"Please Yushiro…stay the night." She whispered hoarsely. Her eyes searching his for the answer that she wanted.
Seeing that there was no way he could leave her now he bundled her up in his arms and carried her to her room, which he knew now so well. Once there he placed her on the bed and went about undressing. Unspoken words passed between the two. Neither of them were virgins, not in this time or place, but neither of them had gone this far in their romance. They finished and they looked on one another, their eyes scanning the perfect flesh. Miharu smiled coyly, while Yushiro smirked. Yushiro climbed over to Miharu their smiles echoed one another in the dark.
