"Why did I marry you?"/"It took a lot of convincing" for KazaChi 😚😚
Happy Birthday, Eevee! I know this ask was from a long time ago, butI hope you enjoy this for your birthday, anyway! Love you!
Chizuru stared out her window, watching the pink and white petals getcaught in the wind. Feeling the breeze whisper inside her bedroom,she tugged at her sleeves to lengthen them, but her eyes were drawnin by the gold and black patterned trim of her kimono. She only knewone other person that had the same exact pattern.
It had been more than six months now since she became Lady Kazama ofthe West. The village rejoiced when their lord had finally settleddown, marrying a pure-blooded Oni as well. She still couldn’tbelieve her wheel of fortune—the once page to the greatShinsengumi, and while it took a lot of convincing at his end, shewas now the wife of a noble lord.
“Yukimura of the East? I thought there were no survivors?” Theelderly woman turned to Kazama, slipping a red and white envelope inhis hand as she bowed. Her words made Chizuru’s stomach drop,reminding her of the fire that burned through her village, killingeveryone except her, her brother and Uncle Kodo.
Kazama bowed at the woman, accepting the wedding gift. He turned tohis wife, and Chizuru offered him a small smile, her lips barelymoving from a thin line.
“The reports were misinformed. There were a few survivors and luckyfor me, one of them was my dear Chizuru.” He wrapped an arm aroundChizuru’s shoulders, pulling her closer to him. “I am very, verylucky.”
The woman squealed with delight, then left the newlyweds to receivethe other guests waiting to congratulate them. It was a long processand the two barely spoke to each other as they shook hands and bowedat all the people.
She had never seen Kazama so happy—smiling and laughing—andclearly out of character for him. But every time she caught a glimpseof him, it made her heart flutter. He was a lot more handsome whenhis eyes squinted and the apple of his cheeks protruding from hisface.
They held hands as they entered their bedchamber together for thefirst time. Chizuru felt his hands shake as they reached for her obibehind her.
“Why did you marry me?” he asked, gently kissing her forehead,while untying the knot.
Chizuru took a deep breath, went on her tiptoes and kissed him. Theirclothes were off before she could answer him, and the only otherwords spoken that night were each other’s first names.
I'm Okita and Chizuru fan, I'm literally obsessed with this couple so please write a very ong fanfic for them
Hi there Anon!
Thank you very much for the compliment to my writing. I’m glad that you would like me to write for your otp, since that means you enjoy my stories.
That being said, I don’t write very often for Okita x Chizuru, as this isn’t one of my personal preferred pairings. We all have characters and ships that resonate and appeal to us more than others, after all! That means that although I sometimes write shorter stories for friends who love OkiChi, or for creative exchanges (like holiday fic/art exchanges), or for OkiChi events, I don’t plan to write any long OkiChi stories.
There are quite a few OkiChi shippers here on tumblr, though! I’m going to post your request for OkiChi stories (especially long stories) here, and I hope that the OkiChi writers and creators who see it will reblog or leaves comments to let you know who they are!
I’m also going to tag @eliz1369 (who you may already know), @eheartangel and @nospringonions who may be able to direct you toward other OkiChi writings, and other OkiChi shippers here on tumblr (even if they’re not writing a lot of OkiChi themselves at the moment). You may want to send a note to @hakuoukishippingweek who may also have suggestions on OkiChi writers.
I have a feeling you sent me this for a reason, so I hope you enjoy. The word count is 416.
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Saito chewed on theinside of his cheek as he stepped out of his quarters, wearing the new outfitthe Vice Commander had supplied for him. This Western inspired uniform clung muchtighter to his body than his old outfit had, which made him feel a touch self-conscious.He had also cut his hair much shorter and it therefore felt strange not havinga ponytail draped over his shoulder.
“Saito-kun?”
At the sound of hisname, Saito brought his attention to Chisaki, his eyes widening as he took inwhat she was wearing. She was dressed in a Western uniform as well, embroideredwith a tiger pattern. Her shoulder-length hair was tied in a high ponytail,leaving a few loose strands framing her face. Saito realized that he wasstaring at her all of a sudden and quickly averted his eyes, clearing histhroat. He inhaled a breath to soothe his ruffled nerves before turning back toher, only to notice her looking at him quizzically.
“Is something aboutmy appearance unsightly?” he asked quietly.
“Oh, it’s nothing toomajor,” Chisaki told him quickly. “Ijust think you buttoned your jacket wrong.”
Her observation madeSaito’s cheeks flush the slightest bit from embarrassment. “I’ll fix it later,”he mumbled.
Chisaki, however,shook her head as she approached him. Saito felt his entire form stiffen as shebegan to unbutton his jacket; he opened his mouth to say something, but wordsfailed him. So he instead flexed his hands anxiously as she buttoned his outfitcorrectly, praying that she wouldn’t hear his pounding heart nor notice theblush visible on his face. It only took Chisaki several seconds to finish, butit felt much longer for Saito. She eventually took a few steps back and gavehim a shy smile.
“There. Now you lookfantastic.”
Saito forced himselfto swallow before responding. “I would have fixed that later, but thank you.”
“You’re welcome,”Chisaki told him. She chewed on her lip for a moment, looking unsure ofherself, before calling his name again. “Oh, and Saito.”
“What is it,Chisaki?”
“Your hair looksreally nice.”
Despite himself,Saito felt the beginning of a smile crossing his lips. A surge of confidencesurged through him and he took a step closer to Chisaki. Surprise crossed herfeatures as he lifted up a hand, tenderly brushing his fingertips against hercheek.
“I appreciate it,Chisaki. Although, I am certain I do not look nearly as breathtaking as you do.”
I was inspired by @eheartangel’s Time Travel AU, and she has graciously allowed me to write this piece as a little background to her own story. If you haven’t read it, you need to check it out here! It’s a super fun read! I hope you all enjoy, and please give the Time Travel AU a read!
Satomi came to the front door of the house, feeling a little nervous. It was her first time coming to a gathering of the group on her own. The last time she hung out with everyone, she had accompanied Sano, and while they had been welcoming the first time she met them all, she didn’t feel like a full member of the tight-knit group. With a deep breath, she knocked on the door.
The door was opened by a gentleman she hadn’t met last time she hung out with the group, and she felt a slight jolt of fear go through her at the thought of having come to the wrong house. He smiled kindly at her.
“Ah, you must be Tanaka-san. Harada told me you’d be coming. I’m Kondō Isami,” he greeted as he gestured her inside.
Satomi stepped up into the house with a smile of relief. “Yes, thank you.”
“Everyone’s in the living room. Make yourself at home!”
Satomi’s smile widened as she kicked off her shoes and hung her coat in the closet by the front door. She followed Kondō down the hall toward the living room. Once there, she saw the usual suspects scattered around the room - Heisuke, Saitō, Yamazaki, Shinpachi, Sano, Souji, Chizuru, and of course, Hijikata. As her eyes settled on him, she felt her heart beat a little faster.
“Hey Satomi!” Sano called. “Come in and get comfy! We’re about to get started with the games!”
She stepped into the room and noticed a stack of board games set on a coffee table in the middle. Off to the side was another table stacked with snacks and drinks. Satomi waved at everyone and made her way to the refreshment table to grab some water as everyone began chatting.
As she came to the table, another woman she hadn’t seen before met her at the table. Satomi shot her a nervous smile as she reached for a glass.
“Hi! Shin told me Sano brought a girl to the last outing, so you must be her. I’m Etsu!”
“Satomi. Nice to meet you.”
“So...are you two together?”
Satomi finished pouring the water and turned to face the rest of the group. “Oh no! We’re just friends. He thought I’d get along really well with everyone.”
Etsu’s eyes sparkled as if she thought Satomi was hiding the truth of the nature of the relationship between her and Sano. Satomi knew it would only be a matter of time before the both of them were no longer teased about dating.
“Well, it’s nice to meet you. Come sit with Chizuru and I!”
Satomi’s eyes slid covertly over to Hijikata, who was drinking from a sake dish, before turning her attention completely to Etsu. “Sure.”
Etsu led her to the couch where Chizuru sat with Souji not far from her. Etsu and Satomi settled themselves on the floor. At first, Satomi felt uneasy as the conversation flowed easily between Etsu and Chizuru, but soon, she was joining in. She found both ladies very kind and open, and she forgot her discomfort.
“Hey Souji! I found a game for you that you might like!” Sano exclaimed as he pulled a small red box from a bag and tossed it on the table in front of Souji.
Souji picked up the box, his lips pursed as he read the title. “Exploding Kittens? Why would you get me something like that?”
“Because it’s a game about cats. I figured you’d like it,” Sano said with a little smirk.
“I don’t want to play a game that involves hurting cats,” Souji replied dismissively with a hint of steel in his tone.
“Oh come on, Souji!” Heisuke wheedled. “You’re not really exploding kittens! The object of the game is to stop cats from exploding!”
Souji held the box in his had for a moment, weighing it, before he set it back on the table. “Yeah, okay. I’ll bite. Who else wants to play?”
Satomi set aside her glass. “I will.”
“Are you about saving the cats or exploding them?”
“What do you think, Okita-kun?” Satomi challenged with a playful smile of her own. A pause. “I love cats. I have one at home named Mika.”
Souji nodded as if he approved. “Nice. Okay, who else is playing? I think Hijikata-san should.”
“Why?” the aforementioned man asked as he set his sake dish down.
“Well, you’re a cat lover too,” Souji teased.
Hijikata’s eyes closed, and he heaved a deep sigh. Satomi heard him mutter something, but she couldn’t make out what he said.
“What was that, Hijikata-san?” Souji coaxed.
“I’m not sure why my having a cat means I want to play a game like that,” he groused.
“Aww, you have a cat?” Satomi asked, genuinely curious.
“No thanks to Souji,” Hijikata replied, his eyes sharp and focused on the man as snickers came from Heisuke, Sano, and Shinpachi.
Souji just smiled. “Ne, Hijikata-san...you should tell her what you named your cat.”
Satomi thought she saw a light blush form high on Hijikata’s cheeks, and it appeared that he was attempting to keep a lid on his temper. She really wanted to know about this cat that Hijikata had in his home. It was obvious that the name of the cat was quite significant. Satomi snuck a look around the room and saw the amusement on everyone’s faces. Oh...this ought to be a good story, she thought.
“Why do I need to tell her?”
“She’s the only one in this room who doesn’t know,” Shinpachi piped up.
“I don’t know either,” Etsu addressed to Shinpachi.
Everyone’s eyes were now on Hijikata. Satomi leaned forward slightly, a captive audience to Hijikata’s tale. He let out a long-suffering sigh and crossed his arms.
“This was a couple years ago...when Sannan, Kondō, and I still lived together...”
Hijikata came to the house he shared with Kondō and Sannan, feeling exhausted. It had been a busy first week of medical school, and while he was excited to finally be on the path to be a surgeon, he admitted that it wasn’t going to be easy. He already had a slew of assignments to get started on when all he wanted to do was crash in his bed for the rest of the day.
“I’ll have some tea to relax and then get down to work,” Hijikata murmured to himself as he climbed the stairs to the stoop.
He pulled his keys out of his messenger bag and stopped short when he saw a box sitting at his feet. It was a white box with large holes cut out of it. He stared at the box, wondering what it was. He heard some scrambling around inside and jumped back slightly in surprise. He let out a breath and chuckled. It must be for Sannan and his weird experiments. Satisfied with that explanation, he picked up the box, unlocked the door, and went into the house.
Hijikata deposited the box by Sannan’s bedroom door, ignoring the note taped to the top of it and made his way to the kitchen. In the time it took for him to make tea and get himself settled at the dining room table to enjoy it, Sannan had come home and joined him.
“Hijikata-kun, what’s with the box in front of my door?”
Hijikata looked up from his cup of tea. “I thought it was something for your...whatever you’re doing in the basement.”
Sannan’s eyes flashed mysteriously behind his glasses, and he pushed them up the bridge of his nose while he considered Hijikata’s words. “I don’t remember ordering anything...”
Hijikata shrugged as Sannan left the room to investigate the package. Hijikata inhaled deeply to enjoy the fragrance of his tea. He was about to take a sip when Sannan entered the room again with the box and placed it in front of him. Hijikata peered over the rim of his cup in annoyance.
“It’s for you,” Sannan explained.
Hijikata set the cup down. “What? I didn’t-”
“Did you read the note?”
Hijikata stood to get a better look at the note taped to the top of the box.
Hijikata-san, a gift for you. Enjoy! ~ Souji
“What is it?”
And that was when there was a little mew that emitted from the box followed by scratching. Both men stared at each other in shock before Hijikata quickly opened the box. Inside was a black kitten. Hijikata took a step back, immediately whipping out his phone and dialing the young man.
“I was wondering when you’d call,” Souji’s voice sang over the phone.
“What the hell, Souji?!” Hijikata shouted.
“Do you like your gift?”
“You need to take it back! I don’t have time for a cat!”
“Hijikata-san, I can’t do that.”
“Why the hell not?”
A sigh. “Because I’m not allowed to have pets at my dorm.”
“Then...take it to a shelter!” Hijikata spluttered.
“Come on...the shelter was full! I kept it as long as I could, but my RA is beginning to become suspicious. And room inspections are coming up. If they find this cat in my room, they’ll definitely take it away. Probably to a kill shelter. Come on, Hijikata-san...it wouldn’t be fair for them to kill a kitten. Especially since it was abandoned by its mother.”
Shit. Hijikata looked down at the box where the kitten had stuck its head out out of the top and was looking around the room. Grudgingly, he admitted that the cat was rather cute, and if he was ever going to have a pet, he supposed a cat would be the better choice. They weren’t as high maintenance as dogs.
“I don’t have any food or supplies to take care of it,” Hijikata finally argued weakly. It was clear to the both of them that Souji’s argument of saving an innocent kitten was working.
“I do! I’ll drop it off in a few minutes.”
With that, Souji hung up. Hijikata sighed as he tossed his phone on the table. Sannan was grinning knowingly.
“Looks like I’m inheriting a cat,” Hijikata announced.
“Are you sure, Hijikata-kun?”
A sigh. “Yeah. Can’t let it go to a kill shelter so young. It hasn’t even had a chance at life yet.”
Sannan chuckled. “Such a soft-hearted young man.”
“Shut up,” Hijikata moaned with exasperation.
Sure enough, Souji showed up a few minutes later with an empty litter box, a bag of food, some toys, a litter scoop, bowls, and a box of litter. Hijikata didn’t say a word to Souji as he found the perfect spot for the litter box and placed the rest of the items in his bedroom. When he came back out to the dining room, Souji was cuddling the cat.
“Is it litter trained?”
“Oh yeah,” Souji replied as the cat rubbed against his cheek. “He’s a great cat. Very smart. A little mischievous, but what cat isn’t?”
Hijikata sighed and shook his head as the cat jumped from Souji’s arms and approached him. The cat sniffed at one of his feet before bunching up and rubbing its side against Hijikata’s leg. Souji looked absolutely pleased.
“See, Hijikata-san? He likes you.”
“Whatever.”
“Well, I better get going. Chizuru and I are gonna hang out,” Souji said as he turned to leave. He got to the hallway before turning around. “Oh, I forgot to tell you...he already has a name.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah...he’s named Toshizō.”
There was a beat of silence as Hijikata processed what had been said. When he realized what Souji had done, he leapt toward the young man who laughed as he tore down the hall.
“Souji!”
Hijikata never caught up to Souji. He stormed back to the dining room where Sannan was found laughing. Hijikata looked down at the kitten. “There is no way in hell I’m keeping that name!”
The room erupted with laughter at the story, and Satomi couldn’t help her own giggles. She watched Hijikata become defensive at the laughter, and the blush deepened on his cheeks.
“You’re such a twerp,” he growled at Souji.
“So...how did the name change go?” Souji inquired in a sing-song voice.
“It didn’t! By the time you gave him to me, he wouldn’t answer to any other name but Toshizō!”
“Ah, no way!” Etsu said between fits of giggles.
Satomi did feel slightly bad for Hijikata, but she thought the story was rather entertaining. “Aw, I think it’s cute he’s named after you. Besides, it’s not like you named him, so nobody should think it’s weird you and the cat share a name.”
“Exactly. I didn’t get the chance to name him,” Hijikata fired back.
Satomi’s heart jumped with shock at the veracity of Hijikata’s ire, but she shook her head to brush the feeling away. She was determined to re-frame this for him. “Just think...Souji must really admire you to have named a cat after you. The fact that he thought of you as the first person to take the cat when it was in trouble means he trusted that you would care about his well-being.”
The room became absolutely still. Satomi became very aware of the silence and looked around, feeling immediate discomfort. She could feel heat suffuse her cheeks at the thought that she spoke about something she knew very little about. She hardly knew all of the inner workings of the group, and she wondered if she had said something that wasn’t true. She glanced at Souji, whose gaze was rather sharp. His body was rigid as he stared her down. Her eyes roved to Hijikata, who had adopted a very similar stance to Souji. She looked back down at her lap, now extremely uncomfortable.
“I didn’t give him the cat because I trust him,” Souji began.
“He did it to piss me off,” Hijikata finished.
“Hey, hey! Let’s get the game started! I’ll play!” Heisuke cut in.
The tension in the air seemed to dissipate as Souji removed the lid from the box and pulled out the cards to begin the game. Satomi lost quickly and stepped back, still feeling very much like an outsider. She berated herself for commenting on what appeared to be a very complex relationship between Souji and Hijikata. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to see Chizuru standing behind her with a gentle smile.
“Don’t worry. They’re both in denial, but they really do care about each other. They just...have a strange way of expressing it.”
“I thought I might’ve offended them.”
Chizuru shook her head. “No. They just don’t want others to know just how much they care. It’ll take some time...but they’ll both get comfortable with you being around.”
Satomi smiled with relief. “Thanks, Chizuru-chan.”
My Flower that blooms out of season, I know not what you see in me, but I appreciate and want to thank you for being by my side. Your direct approach certainly worked, and I plan to continue my research on this topic I know very little about, love. I should hope that we may continue to research this matter together. I have found myself yearning for you when you are not at my side. Please help me fix this matter, My Flower. Your research partner, Sannan Keisuke.
Dear Sannan-san!
I am really touched by your letter. I am eagerly waiting for the day when I can start to be your research assistant. But I have to tell something: I am really sorry, but I can not see anything in you - but I can FEEL that there is more behind the eyes of yours than you let us see….and because of this, I want to research further the meaning of love….together with you.
Several scattered throughout my blog! The most prominent of these, plus a couple new ones, are:
Leo (on the cusp of Virgo) with Aquarius moon and Gemini rising. Many of these associated traits and tendencies also qualify as headcanons.
Demiromantic graysexual. Gender is not a factor.
Never matured past the age of about 13 in terms of emotions.
Due to his abusive childhood, does not like being touched unless he initiates physical contact first.
Powerful sadomasochistic streak, also possibly a result of the above. Actually… scratch that. ‘Streak’ implies that isn’t his entire personality.
Good With His Hands [canon]. Also good with his feet in combat and/or dancing. Also has a good singing voice, but won’t be caught dead using it unless drunk.
Largest weakness: his immune system, ever since childhood. Probably gets seasonal allergies.
