Thread: Dawn Of A New Era (Yuna & Frogger's 1x1)

Hitomi Fukuyama Riku Kotabe Vile, disgusting little whore. Once our guest is dealt with for the night, I must make sure to punish her appropriately. You are more than welcome, Riku told him, a warm smile forming on her lips as the woman tilted her head. Another wave of black fell over her shoulder...the dark threads catching whatever light they can, and reflecting it, looking very much like a molten river. Her arctic blue eyes were melted pools. I must apologize for my... how should we say... lack of conversation? I must say, I wore myself out earlier...and I find myself tired, and unable to start any particular topic for our conversation... for that, I apologize. I hope my failing as hostess does not make you look poorly onto me. Riku bent her head, contrite. It was a bit of a surprise, such words coming from such a dignified young woman... and yet, who's to say that she didn't mean every one? Her hands were folded neatly in her lap, and more obsidian cascaded forward... hiding her expression from view. Lies... It is all lies... Mistress Riku is never apologetic about anything...and when it comes to conversation, she simply sees no reason to bother herself with it... Hitomi found that her hands were trembling, and so laid one over the other, in order to calm herself. Those golden eyes of hers were pinpricks, pupils dilated and panic clearly written on the girl's features. While the words were simple, she could hear the underlying threat hidden between. Make a fool of yourself...and cast a poor light onto me, I will make your life hell. Her heart slamming against her rib cage, over and over again... panic forcing it to race at a faster pace than what was normal. Her fingers curled into a fist underneath the table, which continued to shake. A shadow falling over her face, one hand came to rest on top of the table...while Hitomi slowly gathered her composure, and rose onto her feet. I...I am happy you enjoyed the meal, Takeda Hitsuki... Hitomi lifted her gaze, the golden depths lacking their usual luster, and her smile missing its...easy radiance. I will go on and prepare your room for the night... It will not take long, I assure you. With a bow to both him and Riku, she left the two alone... needing a little more time in order to help her frazzled nerves. Obsidian black flowed out behind her in a rich, shimmering river...strands catching what light is possible, and yet disappearing around the corner. Riku bowed her head, but otherwise said nothing in response. Her icy eyes lowered onto the cup of sake held delicately between her fingers, watching ripples break the amber surface. Silence befell the two yet again...only this time, it had an awkward note to it. Riku sipped at her drink, content with the silence, for it was an old, familiar friend. Never will she find discomfort within its grasp... nor will she feel uneasy. In all actuality... she felt more uncomfortable amidst others, who spoke, laughed... and everything else. It wasn't but ten minutes later that Hitomi made a reappearance, hands hidden within the sleeves of her kimono, and head bent. Takeda-san... Your room is ready whenever you are. Luckily it was an easy enough task, airing out the seldom-used room reserved only for guests...not that there were many. Every day she cleans the rooms used on a daily basis, and the rooms that are not, once a week. Her fingers played with each other inside her sleeves...an old habit that she has found hard to break. After a heartbeat, Hitomi lifted her head and gave a faint smile. I will go ahead and start washing the dishes and kitchen... I will probably not see you again tonight, but I hope you get a good night's sleep. Hitomi bowed her head...a thought occurring to the young girl. Unless...you wish me to show the way to your room? Of course Takeda-san won't know how to get there... being as how he is a guest, and has never been here before. A little sheepish at the realization, she couldn't help but let out a soft, breathless laugh... which Riku took note of, disapproval swirling within her eyes. Ah... sorry, Hitomi apologized, sounding sincere. I did not mean to laugh... I meant nothing by it...