Corrin: ...
Hana: ...
Corrin: ...
Hana: ...
Corrin: Um... hey.
Hana: Yes, Lord Corrin?
Corrin: You've been staring at me for some time. Is there something you need?
Hana: Well, yes. You haven't been calling me by my name as of late. Ever since, you've been giving me weird titles every time we see each other, what's more you keep changing it on the fly.
Corrin: I haven't been doing that...
Hana: Oh really? "Are you okay, little flower?" "Make sure to get your wounds patched, smiley." "Hey there speedster, glad to see that you're back to full health." Every single time you greet me, you keep calling me by your weird names!
Corrin: Oh uh ahahaha! Uh, i-it's my own friendly gesture. Something I only do with people that I'm close to.
Hana: Then how come you don't do that with Sakura or your siblings?
Corrin: I uh...
Hana: Lord Corrin, is this about when you gave me my pouch?
Corrin: Well... yes. When I learned about Hoshidan naming, I didn't understand why people placed such value in a person's name, hiding it for the sake of secrecy. But, now I do. When I see you, I don't think of your alias anymore. I think of your real name instead.
Hana: My real one?
Corrin: Yes. To a Hoshidan, their real name is their existence. It defines, makes up everything of who that person is. Only those who are close to that person has the honor to call them by their real name. To call a Hoshidan by their real name is an intimate expression.
Hana: ... Well, what do you know about my name?
Corrin: C-can we not talk about this?
Hana: Just answer me, Lord Corrin. What do you know about it?
Corrin: In the Hoshidan language, it means 'wind flower', and...
Hana: And?
Corrin: In poetic terms, it means flurry of snow on a clear day.
Hana: Meaning what?
Corrin: It means the snowstorm is strong and powerful, but the accompanying sunlight brings out another side of it's strength. It's an unusual sight at first, but the more you look at that powerful storm, the sunlight brings out a crystalline beauty.
Hana: I-I see. So then, what do you think of my name?
Corrin: Everything about it, I love it all.
Hana: ! O-oh jeez, this is embarrassing! I mean for me! This is the first time someone confessed their feelings to me!
Corrin: You're the one who kept on asking! Imagine how I feel!
Hana: But, I'm glad. I'm so glad.
Corrin: Y-you mean?
Hana: Yes, I feel the same way. I really missed it you know, when you stopped calling my name.
Corrin: Oh... then... may I?
Hana: Go ahead.
Corrin: ...Kazahana?
Hana: Corrin.
Corrin: ! *Corrin's shocked face turns to a bashful smile*...
Hana: *Hana's neutral expression turns to a blushing smile* ...
Author's note: So, I'm not really sure if I analyzed the poem meaning in Hana's name correctly, so feel free to say anything if there's something wrong about it. Thanks for taking the time to read this short story everyone and I hoped you all enjoyed it!
Until next time!
