#helpfulcrane

If you snuck into my room I would:

[ x ] Go back to sleep                 [  ] Kick you out[ x ] Cuddle with you                  [  ] Be like “How in the world?”[  ] Let you sleep on the floor    [  ] Become angry

If you kissed me (or hugged) I would:

[ x ] Kiss or hug you back                    [ x ] Smile and laugh[  ] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable     [  ] Push you away[ x ] Be shocked                                     [  ] Strike you

If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:

[  ] No          [ x ] Yes          [  ] Most certainly not.          [ ] Without hesitation.

You are:

[ x ] Cute          [  ] Adorable          [ x ] Attractive          [ x ] Beautiful[  ] Okay         [  ] Ugly                 [  ] Am not going to grace this with an answer

You are to me a:

[  ] Stranger          [  ] Acquaintance          [  ] Ally[  ] Friend              [ x ] Love                        [  ] Rival [  ] Enemy

I find you to be:

“Merry Christmas, Okita-san.” Chizuru was a bit nervous about her present but she hoped dearly that he would like it.

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Souji stared at the girl a bit confused before he grinned and responded to her “Merry Christmas, Chizuru-chan~ And what might that  be, hm?~” He grabbed the gift rather interested in what was inside as he opened it, he smiled.

   “Thanks those are rather useful.”

Sanosuke rushed over to the young woman’s side, slowly looking over her body for signs of a break. His eyes landed on her ankles, and he softly touched it, looking Chizuru in the eyes. “Does it hurt here?”

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Chichiue--

I have met you, however, I do not remember you. The memories that may have remained have been suffocated, smothered, and snuffed out, just as your life was. That is not to say that I am ungrateful to the Saigou for taking me in... however, I truly wish I could have remained with you, as well as hahaue. Some days, it is too much, and I feel broken. Some days, I wish I had died with the rest of our clan.

Those who have betrayed us will die the most gruesome deaths.

Chizuru instantly went quiet. She could hear the silent threat underneath those words. She hadn’t thought she was being that loud but Chizuru didn’t really want to anger the other demon. “S-Sorry…”

It’s not like he doesn’t know this is a joyous occasion; it’s not as though demons don’t celebrate it, though they certainly don’t have the same barbaric ideas and superstitions about it as the humans. But, maybe he was being too harsh? Yes he would like peace and quiet in comparison to the usual glare of noise that assaults his ears, yet now the sudden lack of any sound at all was almost just as disturbing.

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Kyoto was a complete dead-end. No one had heard any news of Katsura Kogoro. Neither had he been able to get in contact with Shiranui. 

Perhaps he should change his approach here.

What had happened to that doctor? Yukimura Koudou, the idiot who’d been manufacturing fake oni for the shogunate, then fell in with the most extreme Sonno Joui activists. He’d been talking with Katsura too. Katsura had been too damned interested in the possibility of using the Water of Life, even after Shiranui had warned them against it.

It was a long shot, but with nothing else to go on, why not add Yukimura-sensei to his inquiries? If he couldn’t find the doctor, maybe one of the oni would hear about his questions and show themselves.

He began his questions in the neighbourhood where Yukimura had once had his clinic. At first he had no more luck looking for the doctor than he had for Katsura. No one had heard of Yukimura-sensei since his clinic burnt down. 

The proprietor of the tofu shop he was now visiting shook his head, when Takasugi asked him about the doctor.

“There was a fire in the clinic, you know. He probably burnt to death.”

“But I heard they never found a body,” Takasugi pressed.

The man shrugged. “You can’t trust rumours, young man. Do you want to buy some tofu?”

“Not right now, thank you.” Takasugi turned towards the door, and nearly bumped into a young boy who had come in while they were talking.