sticks and stones... ; ăTokiya & Rină
Itâs been a month since heâd been forced into this position. Was there a point in keeping the âtemporaryâ part of the title anymore? He was going to stay the geisha. Luckily enough, Tokiya was barely passing off as a girl; with the right amount of makeup, the perfect flower and a loose hanging kimono, he really did look like a girl.
Albeit, there were a few who saw through his rouse. But if they did, they didnât say anything about it. Maybe a stare, or a little chuckle. Tokiya thanked god for kindness; it seemed his lucky was paying off.
But he knew it would run out at one point.
As a blonde walked in through the doors, Tokiya couldnât help but feel a sinking feeling in his stomach. Nonetheless, he put on a smile, and gave a little bow; the usual. "Welcome to the Teahouse," he greeted.
Oh? Was it real what she saw? So the rumours were true after all! A beautiful man working at this tea shop and to top it off: he looked pretty feminine as well. My, my, she was sure to get a good look of that. It was almost too bad that she didn't really drink tea.
"Hello" she smiled, but she quickly had some trouble to hold down her giggling. Boy, boy, that would be rude. Not in front of a geisha! "A... table for one I guess?" She wasn't quite sure of it. But man, he wore his make-up better than Rin. Compliments.












