𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕪 𝕨𝕒𝕪

“I’m tired.” Hafiz didn’t have the energy to veil the fatigue that had been burrowed into her skin. Wasn’t his misfortune something she’d wished on so many stars for? Yet, Hafiz felt bad and down right sick to her stomach. “…but I’m fine. There went my chances to being Sultanah of Turkey but we both know Daddy would have never let that happen anyway.” Leaning over, she squeezed Tamiko’s hand. “How about you? Have you and Fumiko adjusted to move. Has she been alright?”  

“You never know, he could still—” Her hand slid across her neck. “Your brother can’t really do anything now, right? Now would be your chance to step up and prove who the better child is, if the throne is really something you want. . . ?” Tamiko knew Fiz was capable of anything she set her mind to, the woman was a force to be reckoned with. “I must say, living across the street from him wasn’t in our Regina bingo card, but we’re managing. We don’t talk about what happened anymore, I think she’s deflecting.” The seriousness of her tone dissipated with a scoff as she switched to another family member. “Daisuke has an entire house to himself, ridiculous! We made the executive decision to spruce it up for him, why he needs the entire house to himself is beyond me, but maybe now makiko will join us.”

“I told you the ushi no koku mairi wouldn’t work.” Hafiz swallowed back the dryness of her own humor and had been left with a bitterness. She didn’t know how to process the last couple of days so she’d soak in the sourness of a familiar feeling, resentment. “He’s going to be okay.” 

“ a cage, of course, ” fumiko nods. things that should have been obvious seem more difficult to grasp lately. the foggy feeling is difficult to shake. “ you can keep their cage in the master, that’d be nice. we can each take each keep one of the open bedrooms as our studies, to do with as we like. but yes, they can stay. they won’t be bothered if i leave a lamp on through the night, will they? or you, for that matter. ”

“There may be no alcohol but that doesn’t mean you can’t bask in the glow and dance a little.” Hafiz sighed. “This is the only tamed thing that shall come out of my mouth this evening.” 

he should have known better. fumiko recognizes that she’s in no position to critique him, when he’s been so helpful otherwise. but he should have known. “ they won’t get….prickly in their sleep? ”

"fuck arthur, marry sten, kill george.”

"all caps WHY to daisuke, over and over. and over.”

“some things are better kept private.”

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“ i just don’t understand why daisuke picked this street, ” fumiko grumbles, peering out the front window. “ do you really want a separate bedroom? we could share. ”

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“ SMILE ! i need some photo evidence i was here. ” she pushed her face close to tamiko’s and flashed a smile for a millisecond, before her regular expression resumed. it was like everything was normal again. “ are you done the tours ? i want tempura. “

her hold around tamiko tightens before she pulls back, sniffing as she dashes her tears. “ no, i am unharmed, ” fumiko promises softly, cradling tamiko’s face in her palms, tucking hair back, brushing tears from cheeks, and running hands down her sides, as though tamiko had been the one taken from her. “ are you okay? oksaasan and oniisan, they’re okay? ” an unconscious shudder runs down her body from the effort of keeping her voice even, bringing forth a frown on the crown princess’ face. they are all fine. she is fine. 

"any day of the week. he’s my cousin, she’s my sister. i need her, i don’t necessarily need him. . . .”