Chappie three! And you're still here! Thank you so much for putting up with me. *bows* We get to meet Saitou- kun in this chapter, so be happy! ^-^ Keep an open mind, go turn on that pretty Hakuouki playlist while reading, and enjoy! Um… I don't know why I mentioned Hakuouki randomly… But I do recommend it. I turn on that playlist when I read nowadays because it really works well for setting the mood. But, anyway, please enjoy!
Sei stood side by side with her father. He supposedly was going to have a visitor over today and they were awaiting his arrival so they could greet him. Finally, after much waiting, a servant brought a man into the room. He wasn't tall or short. His face was rather expressionless. He stood still and straight. He wore a formal kimono, meaning this was an important meeting. His eyes were narrow and unfocused.
"Glad to see you could make it, Saitou-san!" Gennan said, making his way over to the man who was apparently named Saitou.
Sei remained in place, still studying Saitou's every move. She had the worst expectations. There was only one reason that her father would bring a man into the house and make her meet him as well.
Once Gennan stood beside Saitou he began introductions. "Saitou-san, this is my daughter, Sei." He turned to Sei. "Sei, this is Saitou-san. He will be your husband."
Sei shook her head fiercely. She had expected this but it didn't mean she would approve. "I told you I wouldn't. I'll never, never be forced into any marriage!"
"Sei!" Gennan snapped. "You may not like this but you willact like a young lady! This isn't up to you!"
"How is this notup to me? It's my life! You can't control me like… like a puppet!" Sei argued back. She was enraged. Who did he think he was? She would marry whom she decided!
Amazingly, through all this Saitou remained calm and kept the same expression.
Sei stormed out of the room and into the streets of Kyoto, furious. There was no way he actually believed that she would willingly marry some random person that he found suitable. He couldn't possibly believe that she would have accepted an arranged marriage. Didn't he know her at all?
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Okita walked through the streets aimlessly, casually looking around and enjoying the breeze. He liked being around people. Sometimes, when he was alone, he would imitate the people who were also on the streets. He looked around, searching for someone who he could imitate now.
His eyes quickly spotted a girl buying dango. He was about to mimic her actions when he realized who she was. She was the girl. She was the one who had witnessed the murder. Only one thing to do now. He made his way over to her slowly.
The girl thanked the person selling dango and walked away, eagerly devouring her treat. Once she had finished it he approached her quickly and grabbed a hold of her hand without looking at her. He made her follow him to a small secluded place.
When they had reached their destination, Okita turned to her with a smile on his face. "Well, well. Fancy seeing you again."
Sei didn't know what to say. Shock and fear rippled in her heart again, thankfully, it subsided semi quickly. What could she say? Nice to see you again? For all of the few minutes she had seen him he was killing someone and the experience was anything but pleasant.
"Nothing to say…? I just wanted to tell you that I saw you. I know you were there." He said it nonchalantly, as if it didn't really matter.
He didn't have to explain further. Sei knew what he was talking about instantly. "What does it matter?"
"What do you think?" Okita replied calmly. "Oh, I've forgotten. I should have known. You wouldn't know about the outside world, would you? You look like the spoiled type." Okita picked up a lose strand of Sei's hair and twirled it around his finger.
Sei felt her heart speed up. But why? Why did she care what he did? She blushed and stared at her feet. "I'm not spoiled. It's not my fault my father was successful."
"No, it's not." Okita stared into her eyes sharply. "But it is your fault you followed me.
Sei shook her head, attempting to suppress the horrid memories. Why did he have to talk to her? Didn't he knew that she was scared?
"You know that means don't you? You're a witness. Therefore, you're a threat to me. Threats have to be eliminated. And, incase you didn't know, eliminated means, well… killed." Okita shrugged and let go of her hair and leaned back slightly.
"I won't be killed that easily!" Sei argued. "I won't let someone like you, a heartless demon, kill me!"
"Heartless demon, eh?" Okita questioned. He chuckled. "Whether you allow it or not, killing you probably wouldn't be that much of a task." He grabbed her wrist. "As expected. There's no muscle at all. You couldn't harm a fly."
"You don't know anything," Sei snapped back, yanking her wrist away.
"I don't? I'll keep that in mind. To repay me for remembering, won't you remember what I said too? I wouldn't forget it if I were you. After all, if you tell a soul, I'll have to kill you. Don't assume that I won't either." Okita walked away casually, without another word. He raised his hand in a half wave. "The names Okita Souji."
Like she wanted to know his name. She could go without ever learning who he was and not care. What a disgusting human.
She wandered around Kyoto a bit longer before heading home.
She recalled that night yet again. She remembered how he had said he saw her. But… if he saw her… then… shouldn't he have killed her? Any normal person of his trade would have. But… what could that mean…? Did he… no. There was no way. Or was there…?
Kyahh! OkiSei! *ahem* *straightens invisible tie* I mean, did you enjoy? I hope you did… I'd love to get feedback, positive or not, as long as it's a review, I'll be happy forever!