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I'm fairly new to fanfictions in general and Im not very good at writing certain emotions, so I apologize if some areas feel rushed and others drawn out. Any and all criticism is greatly appreciated!
Prologue:
Wise and Miyabi have been married for several months. A picture perfect, cool autumn wedding with all of their friends and family in attendance. A little blue oni threw handfuls of flower petals, a father walked his daughter down the aisle, and a heartfelt kiss filled with passion. Now it is winter time, and our two couples are staying at the Hoshimi estate for Christmas.
December 23rd
The bed shifted, gray hair rustling on a pillow, a cold breeze drafted over Wise's body, sending a shiver down his back. He stretched his hand out to search the bed. Giving up the search he slowly opened his eyes, though the dark room did not reveal much. He turned over to look at the clock on the nightstand. It read 2:18 in the morning. He pulled the covers back over himself and drifted back into a light sleep. Probably in the bathroom
“You're freezing…”
Wise opened his eyes again, his eyes slowly adjusting, an ever faint glow of the hollow seeped in from the open window, barely illuminating a short figure to his left, the long black hair that spread across the bed rustling as large ears twitched in delight.
“I was getting cold without you,”
Wearing her cream colored pajamas adorned with little melon slices, laid his wife Hoshimi Miyabi. “I was only gone for a few minutes, did you really miss me that much?” she teased, her fingers running through his hair, the smell of sweet melon shampoo lingering in his nose
“Yes,” he answered honestly, “you're so warm,” he slid his arm against the fabric, slowly separating Miyabi’s body from the fitted sheet of the bed. Cold fingers dancing on her back as the fingers tightened around her waist. Carefully but firmly pulling her body to meet his own. The gusts of sweet melon toothpaste intensified as her breath moved from his cheek to directly above his own mouth, the heat on her breath warming his lips without even touching them
“You better keep me close then,” she responded playfully, her fingers running down his hair and onto his cheek. Lowering her head the final stretch, her lips connected with her husband’s. Despite the length of time they'd been together, never once did they get bored of it
Slowly Miyabi lifted her lips, their heavy breathing synchronized. With a smile of satisfaction she had lowered her head, and snuggled into the crook of his neck, the hot breath warming it. Her hand found its way to his bare chest, and her leg interlocking with his own. “Good night, I love you…” She whispered, already beginning to drift
“I love you too”
December 24th, Morning
Sunlight poured in from the open window, illuminating Wise’s eyes even through his eyelids. He groaned and put his hand up to block it, though it was futile with the sheer amount coming in.
He turned his head to look at Miyabi, still sleeping peacefully. Doing his best not to disturb his sleeping beauty, he slid his body out from under her, letting her body rest on the bed sheets. Knowing her, he moved a pillow into her arms, which she grabbed and snuggled with, mumbling something about not time to get up.
He moved quickly but carefully towards the windows, the sun now on Miyabi’s face as well. With a swoosh he closed them, plunging the room into darkness. Turning back around, he leaned down and moved a tuft of hair falling into her mouth. Taking the opportunity he leaned more and gave her forehead a kiss.
He glanced at his clothes in their suitcase, before deciding to wear the blue Yukata that Lycoan had prepared for him the night prior. Slowly he put it on, reciting the steps that Miyabi had taught him on their wedding day. Upon attempting to open the hallway door, it creaked loudly ‘Damn it’ his eyes darted back to the snuggled in and undisturbed Miyabi, a smile crossing his face as he silently closed it.
The hallway lanterns blazed with bright blue flames, casting shadows on the wood plank floors, and illuminating the portraits on the wall. Every generation of the Hoshimi family drawn in beautiful colors befitting their position as protectors of the city. The house was already beautiful, but something about it in winter simply made it even more so. The gardens, normally filled with rare and extravagant flowers and plants of every kind, now had a powdering of snow covering every spot of soil
Wise found his way to the estate’s family room, the room was impressive but less elegantly decorated than the rest of the estate. Of course it was not meant to be seen by outsiders, only those chosen by the Lord Hoshimi himself, and specific family members. On the back wall was a large brick fireplace with stockings pinned above a crackling fire. Light shadows cast against bookcases filled with literature, philosophy, art books and more. Several chairs plus a couch sat in a semi circle around the crackling inferno. A beautiful evergreen reaching nearly to the ceiling sat in a corner, decorated with ornaments and a tinsel wrapping from the base all the way to the top, where it met a shining star.
Looking down from the tree Wise noticed a pair of large ears protruding from one of the chairs. Circling around it he was met with the face of his father-in-law, “Good morning Sou”
Sou looked up from the newspaper, “and a good morning to you Wise, was the guest room comfortable enough for you?”
Taking a seat in the chair next to the thiren he responded “yes it was perfect, as always your home is beautiful”
Out of the corner of his eye Wise saw something move, turning his head he was met with a petite girl in a poofy maid dress carrying a tray with a steaming cup on it, her mint green hair tied into buns. Carefully setting the cup down on the stand next to Sou she finally spoke, “enjoy your tea Lord Hoshimi, may I get something for you as well Pro- ah… Master Wise?” Wise smiled to himself, it seemed that not everyone had moved on after all, Corin excused herself with Wise’s order as Sou continued,
“I'm glad it’s to your liking, I have to make sure if you're going to share it with my daughter” Sou said,
Wise gazed over to him with a slight frown, inheriting the Hoshimi family home still left him uneasy. He had no need for anything but Miyabi's love when they married. Besides, they were no longer Proxy and Voidhunter, just a couple that co-owned a video tape store together.
Wise decided to change the conversation, asking if there was anything interesting in the paper.
Flipping through the pages he sighed, “They've begun building pillars past the outer ring” he closed the paper and placed it next to his tea
Wise nodded, it had only been a year since Lucia's breakthrough in etheric matter theory revolutionized the way they looked at Hollows, though it felt like a lifetime ago. He allowed his memories to linger on the past for a moment before a log cracking in the fire snapped him back to the present. Sou chuckled to himself
For a while the two simply sat in their chairs and exchanged stories of their recent excursions, Wise and Miyabi running the store, and Sou with his politics. Their conversation stopped suddenly at the sound of footsteps in the hallway.
As the footsteps got closer a tired-looking man walked into the room and flopped onto the couch. He wore a green Yukata with a badly tied sash, his hair was damp and he had bags under his eyes. Wise stared at him in confusion. He had gone to bed before anyone, yet he looked as if he only got a few hours of sleep. Before he could ask however the maid of Victoria Housekeeping returned to ask him if had any need of refreshments. His short green hair occasionally dripped water onto the sofa as she explained his options.
Another set of footsteps came from down the hallway, Belle walked into the room dressed in a matching green Yukata and a face of frustration, she held a towel in her hands,
“Lighter! I told you to wait until I was done!” She grabbed him by the collar and pulled their faces close together, “I didn't even have conditioner in my hair before you got out!”
Wise and Sou looked at each other before laughing, suddenly aware of the presence of others, Belle turned to see her brother and Lord Hoshimi laughing at her, her cheeks flared with red as she turned to Lighter and in a low voice “why didn't you tell me they were there?” Lighter snickered and ruffled her hair, “you didn't let me say anything before you started yelling at me,” he closed the gap and planted a kiss on her cheek,
“Still! I told you-” Belle was cut off by Lighter pulling her into his arms, “I promise to be more considerate next time,” he said before releasing her from his hug
“I apologize, master… Lighter? Have you decided on a drink?” Corin asked him,
“Ah I'll take a coffee, black please” Lighter said, a slight red on his cheeks having realized his girlfriend's brother was right there, promptly sitting back on the couch. Belle began trying to dry his hair while talking with Corin, complimenting her new hairstyle
“Perhaps we should delay the remaining drinks,” the room fell silent and all heads turned to the Lord Hoshimi who stared off to the grandfather clock, “it's already breakfast time, Lycoan would you please wake up my daughter and have her meet us at the table”
“Of course Lord Hoshimi,” Wise was startled by the voice or Lycoan, swinging his head around to see the thin outline of the thiren in the hallway's entrance, he could have almost thought it a trick of the light if it wasn't for his nearly glowing lone red eye.
Miyabi
She dreamed of summertime. She and Wise sat together on a red and white checkered blanket with a woven basket in front of them. A cool breeze rushed up the hill and past them, shaking the branches of the oak tree above them. Leaves fell all around them, with one getting caught on the back of Miyabi’s sundress, Wise leaned close to remove it, and was about to pull away, only to be met by Miyabi’s soft crimson eyes staring at his, a small blush ran across both their faces as they slowly leaned into each other, their lips were so close she could almost feel his-
*knock knock knock*
Miyabi’s entire world began to spiral around her, and she realized what this was, and it was about to end right before the best part! She tried to grab for Wise but he was already gone, sucked into the spiral. Her eyes fluttered enough to make out the room, a sliver of sunlight escaping the blackout curtains enough to see only a small amount in her sleepiness. The knocks came again, Miyabi asked who it was, with a tinge of frustration on her tone
“Lady Hoshimi, your father requests your presence for breakfast”
Still tired the thiren responded, “we'll be there soon”
Being pulled from the best part of her dream left her in a longing. Squeezing her husband she was left confused 'He's fluffier than normal' Her eyes slowly opened completely and began to register finer details. She realized what she was holding onto was in fact not her husband, but instead a pillow. Carefully placed so as to not disrupt her sleep, she squeezed it a little tighter
A frown creeped across her mouth as her ears dropped slightly
“Not fair…”
To be continued