Shō &amp; Takehiko Akamine

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"Well, something definitely smells good in here." ((from Takehiko!))

The comment grabbed Remy’s attention as he bowed then greeted the customer. “What you’re smelling is our double chocolate brownies that are baking right now. Would you like some?” He offered while he tightened up his own apron while keeping eye contact with the other.

a-kami-ne

The baker’s smile widened at Takehiko’s answer. He only hoped that it was going to be enough for the other. There was no way in telling how long he would be staying, but the extra helping hand is always needed.

“You’re welcome, Takehiko..” He placed his cup down before glancing at the wall clock behind the man. “Actually, if you would like, I can take you to my place in an hour so you can settle in.”

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“An hour?!” he blurted before catching himself and bowing his head again in humility.

“I mean... I’m grateful, but is that too soon? I don’t want to displace your routine without giving you a chance to prepare ahead of time. Are you sure this is no trouble? I saw a bench in the park where I can sleep tonight if it is, really!”

"Sh-Sh-Sho-sama!!" the young man smiled softly as he entered the temple. "G-g-good day... are y-you h-h-here??"

A set of windchimes at the far end of the shrine tinkled happily in the breeze in response. All else was still and respectfully silent in the shrine. Peaceful and pleasant.

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Souji looked up at Shou and blinked. “N-no… I’m… not used to compliments… that’s all…” He smiled shyly. “Heh… I must seem really wierd, huh?”

“No...” Shou responded, an odd distant look slowly creeping into his facial expression, as if remembering a bygone time. “No, you’re not weird at all. You’ve been starved of the praise you deserve, and you’ve become used to so little that it feels normal to you. That’s why what you should really be receiving in praise feels strange.”

His hands trailed along Souji’s sides, tracing the lines of his body. “That’s one of the things we will need to work on together, my acolyte. You are already perfect in every way. But you, like all humans, mask that perfection in layers of insecurity and self-loathing. Others even mask that further with a layer of a farce temerity.”

“But to peel those layers away...” he continued, gripping the other’s hips, “does not ever come easy.”

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"Sh-Sh-Sho-sama!!" the young man smiled softly as he entered the temple. "G-g-good day... are y-you h-h-here??"

A set of windchimes at the far end of the shrine tinkled happily in the breeze in response. All else was still and respectfully silent in the shrine. Peaceful and pleasant.

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Shou came closer, kissing him lightly and Souji smiled, flushing a little at the praise.

“I’m… not… anything like that…” he said, looking off to the side. “…..there’s no way….” Compliments didn’t come often… and Souji didn’t know what to do with them when he got them…

Shou stayed close and watched his reaction, his brow furrowing in concern when he saw his reaction.

“Souji...” he said tenderly as he brushed his cheek with his hand, “Is there something you need to tell me?”

"Sh-Sh-Sho-sama!!" the young man smiled softly as he entered the temple. "G-g-good day... are y-you h-h-here??"

A set of windchimes at the far end of the shrine tinkled happily in the breeze in response. All else was still and respectfully silent in the shrine. Peaceful and pleasant.

@akumanoken

“I don’t doubt that at all…” He looked back up into the sky, and sighed, humming a soft song. “…….even words are wind given sound… and thoughts are wind… no sound, exhaled through breath as sure as it escapes the mind…” He looked over at the kami and smiled. “I heard that once… but I can’t remember when…”

Shou closed his eyes and smiled sweetly, drinking in the young man’s sweet voice. As the last strains of the song died out, he smiled and opened his eyes. “Thank you for the beautiful offering, Souji. It’s a very beautiful song.”

He gave the man another small kiss on the lips in gratitude and ran a hand through his hair. “You really are a beautiful creature, you know that?”

"Well, something definitely smells good in here." ((from Takehiko!))

The comment grabbed Remy’s attention as he bowed then greeted the customer. “What you’re smelling is our double chocolate brownies that are baking right now. Would you like some?” He offered while he tightened up his own apron while keeping eye contact with the other.

a-kami-ne

He rose his head back at the Takehiko, who seemed more flushed than he was.

“No, you wouldn’t be.I-I’m sorry if my offer seemed sudden. Please consider it if you ever needed any shelter..” He slowly had more of his drink.

Perhaps he shouldn’t have jumped to volunteer so soon..

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“No no! It wasn’t sudden at all!” he blurted out, afraid he had offended Remy by his behavior.

He took a breath and continued, “you are very kind, Remy. Thank you for the offer. I think I would enjoy being... working with you.” he said, nodding a little, still blushing.

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「She wasn’t suspecting the wind God to say such a thing since their conversation seemed to be flowing well. Isolde slowly stood up from her kneeling position over the edge of the lake then looked up at Shō after fixing her clothes.」

「What could he gain from a kiss from her?」

「”And why would I do that?” She asked softly with a chuckle before turning back around to face the water.」

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Jira wished her mistress would call on her more often. Waiting around at the shrine was becoming a meaningless and default task for her, but she will not disobey even if it was tempting to at times like this./ She walked outside after sensing a new presence only to see a tan skinned figure approaching the area. "May I help you?" ((Jira to Takehiko))

Takehiko was following the steps up the mountain path to Isolde’s shrine when he saw the young girl ahead. “Oh, hello there,” he said in a friendly manner. “I frequent these mountains and know Isolde. Do you think she has a moment to visit with me?”

He smiled a little friendly smile to her and continued up the path towards the entrance, making the appropriate bow and observances as he entered the sacred space of the temple grounds.

「Jiraura walked in past the other as she straightened up a few things here and there. She was personally proud on how neat the entire area was though it has remained like this since there were few that came here. 」

「”Only when we have visitors. Would you like something..? She glanced at the other.」

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Takehiko thought about it for a moment and smiled a bit, thinking to himself of his brother’s habitual drinking of that dark, bitter coffee. He looked up at Jiraura after a bit and scratched the back of his head.

“Tea is fine, thank you.”

"Sh-Sh-Sho-sama!!" the young man smiled softly as he entered the temple. "G-g-good day... are y-you h-h-here??"

A set of windchimes at the far end of the shrine tinkled happily in the breeze in response. All else was still and respectfully silent in the shrine. Peaceful and pleasant.

@akumanoken

“Hmmmmm….” He sat there thinking to himself about that, and he shrugged after a moment. “So like astral projection, then…” That made sense. He got up and walked off a little, toward a window, looking up at the sky. “I just figured the wind should be free to go wherever he wanted…. I know I don’t know a lot… but the little I do know… you don’t seem like one to be weighed down by a lot, not often, anyway…”

“I don’t know if astral projection is the right analogy, really,” he said, stroking his chin like Souji was. “That would make all of reality a dream, which just doesn’t sit right with me. I think it has more to do with the source of my power - well of my existence really - being the prayers offered up to me.”

He stood up and brushed the dust off the seat of his pants. “Either way, you need not think I’m weighed down by my tie to here. I can still travel as I please with hardly a thought, which is something I absolutely love to do.”

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“I could do that, but “could” doesn’t mean would.” (for Elysian)

“Could and would, shouldn’t be an ass…..so what’s your point here, sir?”

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“Who knows…This person is like a shadow or should I say more like a ghost…They will reappear when the time is right and disappear, when they think things aren’t going right.” she mumbled

“So you just wait till they came to chase you or well me… in this case….”

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A grim smile crossed his face as he repeated the word “...chase...” He then looked at the ash on the end of the cigarette and gave it a little flick, watching the ember crumble to nothing on the wind.

“They won’t have far to chase if I’m not running. I think I should like to meet this ghost of yours....”

He waved a hand dismissively and chuckled. “But I’m sure he’s nowhere near you at this point. That’s just how these things go.”

"Sh-Sh-Sho-sama!!" the young man smiled softly as he entered the temple. "G-g-good day... are y-you h-h-here??"

A set of windchimes at the far end of the shrine tinkled happily in the breeze in response. All else was still and respectfully silent in the shrine. Peaceful and pleasant.

@akumanoken

He let the other kiss his head, and he smild. “….thank you, Shou-sama…”

He did feel… rather happy to have that sort of assurance. He never expected to have much of anything when he met the other, and yet already he felt so much calmer. “….so when you’re not here, where are you??”

He looked quizzically at Souji, a bit confused by his question. “When I’m not here? ... But I’m always here in some form or another. This is my shrine! My soul rests here!” He sat on the floor, legs crossed, and pondered the concept for a moment.

“I mean, I move this form to other places I guess,” he said, gesturing to his body, “but I guess that’s like when you’re dreaming, and... and well you know how you’re somewhere else in the dream, but you can still feel your body in the bed?” He took another drag from his cigarette and rubbed his forehead a little, thinking about it. “It’s sort of like that, I guess.”

Jira wished her mistress would call on her more often. Waiting around at the shrine was becoming a meaningless and default task for her, but she will not disobey even if it was tempting to at times like this./ She walked outside after sensing a new presence only to see a tan skinned figure approaching the area. "May I help you?" ((Jira to Takehiko))

Takehiko was following the steps up the mountain path to Isolde’s shrine when he saw the young girl ahead. “Oh, hello there,” he said in a friendly manner. “I frequent these mountains and know Isolde. Do you think she has a moment to visit with me?”

He smiled a little friendly smile to her and continued up the path towards the entrance, making the appropriate bow and observances as he entered the sacred space of the temple grounds.

He smiled a warm, genuine smile. And that really was something, because he wasn’t one to smile like that all that often. But she’d called him ‘my Lord,’ which had given him this odd, happy feeling, so it felt appropriate somehow.

“Well it’s settled then,” he said. “Maybe in the meantime we could go to the temple and have some tea together? I’ve always been proud of the tea this mountain produces.” It did seem sort of silly that they’d had this whole conversation while standing at the gates.

「”I would be happy to.”」

「It seems like she has impressed the God so far since he was one of the first to have interacted with her. Jiraura smiled, relieved that her teasing actions earlier didn’t offend him though she knew that such behavior wouldn’t be tolerated with the other deities.

She turned to head back to the temple, standing besides the other as she walked slowly.」

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Takehiko’s eyes took in his surroundings with a mix of wonder and nostalgic familiarity. He was always impressed by how magnificently crafted the shrine was and how pristine it always looked, despite having seen it off and on for many years now.

It was like his feet were carrying him where he needed to be without even paying attention, and before long they were in a small common room that served as a teahouse of sorts for having a small meal with tea or coffee and socializing.

“Do you still have decent morning service* here?”

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「She wasn’t suspecting the wind God to say such a thing since their conversation seemed to be flowing well. Isolde slowly stood up from her kneeling position over the edge of the lake then looked up at Shō after fixing her clothes.」

「What could he gain from a kiss from her?」

「”And why would I do that?” She asked softly with a chuckle before turning back around to face the water.」

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"Well, something definitely smells good in here." ((from Takehiko!))

The comment grabbed Remy’s attention as he bowed then greeted the customer. “What you’re smelling is our double chocolate brownies that are baking right now. Would you like some?” He offered while he tightened up his own apron while keeping eye contact with the other.

a-kami-ne

Remy leaned over as he listened, his face changing to that of worry. He held his cup firmly while listening intently.

Though he seems to be in good health, the baker couldn’t just sit here and not offer help.

“If you want..you could work here as a server. Plus I have a guest room in my apartment that you can sleep in.” He gazed down at his drink, blushing lightly at offering so much but something told him to do it.