大和守安定

Independent, semi-selective RP blog for Yamatonokami Yasusada from Touken Ranbu. Please read rules and bio before interacting.

[timidtigertantou-archive]

         Noticing the other’s hand still on his sword, Gokotai was a little more hesitant act in any way. He wasn’t used to people actually running into him when this happened. “There isn’t anything for me to talk about. I figure this’ll just pass anyway.” The tantou was having troubles figuring out why he was so upset anyway. “I don’t want to talk anyway.” Gokotai just sat down on the ground and crossed his arms. “And I’ll just sit here till you leave me alone. Kai’ll keep the other tigers away anyway.” After hearing that, Kai jumped off Gokotai’s shoulders and immediately went to doing as was told. 

[patriotixazure]

“Then just explain how you’re feeling at least. Sometimes, just talking about the feeling alone can make you feel better...” His expression turned melancholic. He himself knew pretty well why he at times would curl up and feel horrible, but it always helped to speak up about it with someone. Yamato settled down in front of Gokotai. “If you don’t want your tigers to hear it, it’s fine. However, please talk about it. It’s clearly a problem.”

[timidtigertantou-archive]

        Gokotai thought about how terrible he was with fighting. How he would rather not hurt his friend. The bluff was obviously terrible. He took his hand away from his sword. “I don’t mind upsetting them. They don’t usually pay me any mind unless I’m crying. If I was to fight you, it’d just be a waste of both our energies.” Kai had come to sit upon his shoulders with his ears flicked back. The other tigers hadn’t been as close to him. The tantou let out a sigh. “Please watch the other tigers for me? Would that be a better way to put it?” His voice had calmed a little. Still slightly tense, Gokotai turned away from Yamato. He didn’t want to actually fight anyone.

[patriotixazure]

“If you find it a waste, why don’t you just cooperate and talk to me instead? Besides, it’s rude to say to your teammates that they’re there only when you cry, when they obviously care about you!” His hand was still on the sword, but he wouldn’t attack unless he was attacked first. He had no reason to use violence yet. 

“I won’t obey your order for no particular reason.”

[timidtigertantou-archive]

     Gokotai reached for his weapon. He was intent on keeping his distance. “Stay back. I won’t hesitate to stab you.” His voice was still strong. No wavering could be identified in his voice. The tigers had hidden behind Yamato by now. “Watch the tigers for me. They’re only being a nuisance.” His eyes narrowed at the tigers. One of them ran towards him. It let out a loud mew. “Oh? You can stay with me then, Kai.” Gokotai held his arm for the tiger to climb up. The lack of his ribbon made him easier to deal with relatively.

[patriotixazure]

What might’ve given others a shiver only made Yamato blink. If even those loyal tigers backed away, then this was nothing he could turn his back to. Calmly, his hand landed on his sword on his left hip. “First you threaten me then you order me? My, aren’t you being a bad boy today, Gokotai-kun? You’ll regret it if you challenge me, I don’t go easy on anyone.” His voice remained soothing and calm. “Do you really want to upset your pets further?”

[nopainnocrane]

Tsurumaru reached up and gave Yamato a soft knock on the head. “Hey now, don’t be so hard on yourself. Being hard to use doesn’t mean that you are useless… you were the sword of Okita Souji during the time he was around after all, which definitely counts as something. Perhaps… all you simply needed was to be wielded by a good pair of hands to bring out your full potential.” The crane then poked the other’s hands gently. “Now that we have this human form of ours to wield the blades that we are… we alone decide now about how battle-wieldy we are with our own hands. Surely the Saniwa knows that you are a blade who could bring out your own potential when given the chance to… I’m sure the essence of Okita Souji is not being carried on in just your haori alone.” 

[patriotixazure]

He mumbled a soft ouch, and only sighed at Tsurumaru’s words. “I am still Okita-kun’s blade, that won’t change..” He couldn’t let go of the past, no matter how hard he tried. He wished he had the ability to trust someone else and believe in them too, and not keep his head in the mud and sulk over something that was long gone.

As a defense and coping mechanism, Yamato curled up and hid his face atop his knees. It was childish, he knew, but it felt ok to him. “...and even if we wield our own blades, it’s no good when other swords are sent into combat all the time. You can be a brilliant blade, but as long as your captain doesn’t give you the ok to head out and murder the enemies, you’ll feel useless because you won’t do what you were made to do...”

[suzunoumi-blog]

“Pass, my duties have not been completed. My orders were to watch you for a couple days till you are better.” Saniwa beats Senpai after all in terms of rank, though of course his long dead Master would be even higher rank than the Saniwa. “So you need to rest, or at least stay here in this room.”

[patriotixazure]

“...Dammit.” a mumble of disappointment, and his facial expression illustrated the former very well. Of course his little ray of hope failed. Yamato bit his bottom lip in childish frustration and plopped under the sheets again, turning his head away from the other. “If I sleep, will your duty be accomplished?”

[timidtigertantou-archive]

     Gokotai turned around to face the other. His face had a slight scowl as he opened his mouth. “I’m fine. Why do you ask?” His voice was sharp and it was most definitely obvious something was wrong. His tigers backed away as he scowled. It was definitive that he wasn’t in a good mood.

[patriotixazure]

“Because you’re as fine as Okita-kun was after the Ikedaya affair.” He was used to talking to more moody swords, so the negativity in the air didn’t scare him off. Instead, he only walked closed to figure out what was up.

[nagawakizashi-blog]

  “…Says the unarmed man.”

    For a brief moment, Honebami held the cat with one hand to unsheath his own sword. As it turned out, it wasn’t to threaten the other, but to slice the fish  in the basket in two  (true to  its reputation, the blade effortlessly cut through the bone). He placed his chosen kitten  inside of the basket with the smaller piece, and the bigger one on the ground for the rest of the litter.

     “Black cats bring good luck.”

  Having lived in a Shinto shrine for centuries, Honebami was familiar with more traditional superstitions about cats.

[patriotixazure]

“Once we take one step inside the citadel, it’ll be gone. It’s either that, or someone dear to you will die.”

Previous easygoing air had gone tense, there was no doubt that the Uchigatana’s words weren’t for jokes and giggles. He truly intended to rush and grab his sword once they returned home if Honebami didn’t listen to reason.

Even if this meant that everyone would dislike him, at least he would protect them, right? It was worth it... It was not like his saniwa would love him anyway.

To mention how his previous master died because of that cursed cat would probably not do anything good either. Good luck? What kind of insanity was that? 

“So it’s your choice. Either bring that hellish creature back and see it get sliced in front of your eyes, or pick someone else and keep it for years to come. I was the one who helped you find it, so it’s only fair that you listen to me as a thank you.”

[timidtigertantou-archive]

@patriotixazure threw a like at the post.

      The tantou was just aimlessly wandering the citadel. He wasn’t particularly interested in the fact that he had bumped into Yamato. “Ah, sorry, Yamato-san.” He said before going past him. The tigers looked rather worried as they pawed at his feet. One of them pawed at Yamato and tried to pull him towards Gokotai.

[patriotixazure]

As he had nothing to do anyway, and the particular movement of Gokotai’s piqued his curiosity, Yamato gave a quick nod to the small feline and began to walk after the tantou. He didn’t mind kids anyway, and to get a distant apology never spoke of good news.

“Gokotai, are you alright?” With his usual soft voice, he called out to the other sword.

[nopainnocrane]

“Oh? Guns huh… I knew those things were going to go somewhere….” Being a sheltered sword that was kept away for display for most of his long life, the tachi had little awareness of the world that was constantly changing around him, a sharp contrast to the sword that was preserved to be of the same quality that he was since the day he was forged. This was also why the blade found it hard to empathise with the other, though he did sympathise the other’s fate. “How do you feel now, now that the saniwa has found you worthy of use again?”

[patriotixazure]

A bittersweet smile appeared on the Uchigatanas features, as his eyes began to tilt away from his company’s gaze. “Worthy? I wouldn’t say that...” He swallowed. It was silly to get so easily down from something like that, but his thoughts wouldn’t leave him alone on the matter. “They have a lot of other swords that are easier to use, who is just as strong... They probably see me as a waste of space and time..”

[nagawakizashi-blog]

     “I do not believe one can be allergic to a color.        …Besides, I like this one.”

     Honebami petted the tiny cat, and in turn it nibbled on his fingers. It seemed to have a friendly nature, as it got over its initial restlessness rather fast  and also found an interest  on the violet ribbon  around the wakizashi’s collar.   Now, watching the kitten earnestly trying to chew on the fabric, it was too late to change his mind: Honebami was already in love.

      “If Aruji-san does not like it, I can keep it away from them.” 

         The citadel was big after all, and Honebami was not the kind of sword who put his master above everything. He wanted this cat, and he would have it whether they liked it or not.

[patriotixazure]

This wasn’t going well at all. Yamato clenched his teeth and tried to figure out something else to say. His hands curled up into shaking fists... It was tempting to strangle that cursed cat.

Maybe just saying the truth was the solution. His chest felt heavy already, and it was starting to get difficult to remain calm.

“I didn’t mention this to you, but... meanwhile all the other kittens are here on the street, black cats are from hell itself. Basically, if you take one with you, someone dear to you will collapse and die. That Kitty-chan cannot be trusted...”

He swallowed, his voice turned into a low whisper:

“If you don’t pick someone else, I’ll kill it.”

[suzunoumi-blog]

“Understood…though I havent been assigned anything other than looking after you.” He is pleased though, it was nice to have some orders and rules again, though it was a bit funny the one he chose as his senpai wasnt much taller than him. 

[patriotixazure]

“Then you can give yourself a pat on your shoulder for good work. You’ve accomplished your duty!” Maybe he could use this to make him go away and leave him alone, so he could do something else than rest in bed for the rest of the day. “Then maybe it is time to ask our saniwa for something else to do! There is nothing else to do with me now, after all!”

If he was a senpai, then of course Umi would oblige! 

[nagawakizashi-blog]

  It took Honebami a few minutes to buy a fish and a small basket from a couple of shops. Nothing too fancy, as his budget was rather limited, but  they would do the job. He was relieved  to find Yamatonokami and the cats around the same spot.

     “Here.”

  Kneeling down, he placed the fish in the basket, and the latter on the ground. Which kitty, which one… An orange tabby, one was black and white, another  gray and white, one  gray, one black. All  of them were so cute! But if he wanted to be a good owner, then maybe it would be best to take only one for now.          He decided to pick up the black one first, as it was the only one straying away instead of playing.   

[patriotixazure]

“Ah, wel...co..m..e.”

He quickly noticed the black kitten, his eyes widened at the sight of the devils work roaming alongside the other innocent felines. He was quick to reach for his word on his left side - only to discover that he had forgotten his blade at home.

If they brought that devil back, their saniwa would be in danger... He had to figure out something, quick! He could kick it, but that would scare the other kittens, so he had to make up a lie instead.

“We can only take one home. Not black ones, though, Aruji is allergic for those! Don’t touch it either!”

[nopainnocrane]

“Oh? Is that so? What a surprise. What a pity. It looked like the way of the sword would go on forever, but it seems fate prefers another direction.” If the samurai is no more in the future, then neither do the swords of the samurai, who only remain as reminders of the past for the humans of the future. “Where have you been then, when the samurai was no more?”

[patriotixazure]

“Not with the Western lands like France and England influencing Japan... New weapons, you know? Guns especially..” Once again it was merely things he had heard about rather than seen for himself. His voice was turning more and more soft and silent as he spoke. “As for myself... Alone. After Okita-kun passed away, I had no one else. There was no use for me anyway.”

[bishie-chan]

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[nagawakizashi-blog]

   Ah, was he allowed to have only one pet? His attention completely drifted towards the kittens for a good while, watching them play and mewl. Then he snapped back into reality.

     “We have to buy food for them first.”

    If not to lure one, at least to keep it entertained in the way back to the citadel. Where was the market, again? Right, that way.

        “Please watch over them.” Off he went.

[patriotixazure]

“...Understood.” He didn’t really have the time to react before the fellow sword had already turned to get them food. Judging by that, there wouldn’t be just one kitten that would join them back to the citadel...

So, as asked to, he watched over the little kittens. They were in various colours, but he didn’t really look properly just yet. Instead, he used his scarf to play with them to keep them at bay; it worked like a charm.

He couldn’t help but chuckle softly to himself.

[nagawakizashi-blog]

  “Thank you.”     Not a guy of many words, as usual; he followed, not even remembering about his usual anxiety over visits to villages.

[patriotixazure]

Luckily the walk to the village didn’t take too long, and as soon as they arrived, there were already sights of some small kittens leaping around on wobbly feet, one was tripping and fell a bit behind its siblings. “We’re in luck.”

[nagawakizashi-blog]

  How could someone not want them? Humans were strange.

  “Can we go now?”      Honebami wasn’t showing it, but he was already feeling eager at the thought of bringing a pet home.

[patriotixazure]

“Of course. We need to be back before dinner after all.” Yamato began to walk and gestured Honebami to follow, even if he knew the latter would do so either way.