Disclaimer: J.K. does not belong to me. However, these stories do belong to me.
Authors Note: I've decided to write drabble for 31days community on live journal. These are the stories that I've came up with for each of the themes.
Title: Stories of Change Series
Chapter 3
Author: Fuji S. Yuki
September 11: A guise of gentle words
Ren-koku
When Ren-taiho wandered through the country of Ren she sought the presence of one with the will of heaven. Wandering here and there, she looked for the one that would be her master.
What she did not think would be the day that she would trip over a rock and fall hard onto a man that was pulling weeds out of the ground. Let alone the gentle words that would come out of his mouth, "Ma'am you're stepping on manure."
September 12: Dear Confucius
Kei-koku
The Kirin of Kei had never faced such harassment as he did today. He had always been treated with respect and dignity by those around him especially since it was normal tradition.
But that was blown away when one day when his master sat in her study watching him pace back and forth reciting cans and cannot do's.
"Keiki you should start a Dear Confucius column." Then burst into laughter while mumbling Hourai-ese with glee.
When Keiki had gone to En-ou to ask him what or who Confucius was in hopes of figuring out what his mistress was muttering about. The only one to shed some light into his life was Enki and the reason as to why the boy knew anything was because Taiki had told him many great things in Hourai when he was returned after such a long period of time.
"Confucius is a philosopher back in some place called China in that world. He has also been known to not have any free will and consider people to be set by certain laws of do's and don't do's." Amusement lurked behind the Kirin of En's dark blue orbs, "So in other words I think Kei-ou is suggesting for you to lighten up or write a column to tell other people what to do."
Only thing that could be said is that the Kirin of Kei had a bristled tail for a week from the indignity he faced from such a suggestion.
September 13: Go west
Han-koku
There can be many things said about the country to the west from Kei and the yellow sea. When asked about them those in the inhabiting En would shudder and say they were just plain weird.
When asked in Tai if they knew such a people the Kirin of Tai would mention about make up and lots of dressing up. The question of what sort of dressing up is suggested is evident in the display of dresses that the Kirin of Tai was subjected too when he was younger.
As to comments from the Kirin of En about the so ruler of Han he would mention that they were fruity as they come and that you should watch yourself when you sleep for you might find yourself dressed up in frilliest and what knots with pink purple ribbons.
Only thing Han-ou could mention is that he surely did love a good party when asked. As for the Kirin of Han all she could do is present a little box asking whomever asking to go change quickly for they would be late for the tea party.
Now do you really want to go visit there?
September 14: On friendship
Kei-koku
If asked on who her friends are Kei-ou would point to a couple of people whom were her friends. Shoukei the former princess of Hou as one of her best friends, Suzu the maid (house cleaner) of the Sai Empress, and her friendly mouse friend Rakushun.
If asking Rakushun who his friends were he would point at everyone saying they were his friends and politely excuse himself to get some books out of the library.
If one were to dare ask Keiki whom his friends he would just stare you down and leave because he is unable to figure the answer out that quickly.
Now friendship is a hard concept you have different types of friends and one that would be consider different from one another. However, if we keep on going this whole half page would end up like twenty pages and we surely do not want that.
September 15: Your eyes closed
En-Koku
Lingering fingers brush over those closed eyes softly touching those lips then flickering away like butterfly kisses.
Silken sheets slid off the bed revealing golden mane brushed till it twinkles by servants and soft alabaster skin. Eyes that are closed slowly open and focus on darken eyes with desire.
"Shouryuu." The roughen voice of sleep whispered tiredly.
"Shhh." En-ou whispered, "You're safe now and the blood is all gone."
Slowly eyes closed shut from weakness, "how could you…Kouya.?" A single tear slid down Enki's face caught by lips to hush his pain.
"Sleep Rokuta. I'm here."
"Shouryuu…." The soft sob from grief stricken lips mumbles as firsts tighten into his master's robes.