Mari grinned from her spot. “Yuuri’s being too modest. She's the best dancer among all the maiko.”
“I'm not,” Yuuri said, demurely lowering his head. “She's exaggerating.”
“Is she? We should see if you're still as talented as you were all those years ago,” Victor hummed, grinning.
“I shouldn't,” Yuuri said.
“Please?” Victor said gently. It took some encouragement, but eventually he and the other geisha managed to convince Yuuri to dance, shyly taking to his feet. He'd rather hoped to see Victor dance again, but there was always the chance that he could convince him later.
He noticed Victor looking over his kimono. He hoped Victor thought it was as beautiful as Yuuri found it.
When he danced for Victor, he told a new story. One no one else would ever understand, but one that spoke to him all the same. It was a dance of longing, something he felt deep in his heart, something he hadn't been awakened to fully until the moment he saw Victor’s face once more. Desire, hot and feverish, for the only person to ever ignite it within him.
He finished to appreciative attention, soft applause. Victor’s eyes were heavy on him. Yuuri sat back down quickly, ducking his head.
The Lily of Kasagiya by Kizuna_Auri. 30576 words (complete), rated E.
A wonderfully written Geisha AU that touched me in so many different ways. Auri managed to describe everything so beautifully - It had me on the edge of my seat the whole time and I didn’t want to put it down.
