GENJI BANZAI

[leggymaru]

Things Hizamaru Has Shown His Anija After Learning (Upset Edition):
- the boutique clothes
- bubble bath
- aquarium
- the sunset and stars by the pool
- the fucking ahegao gun makes human noises but doesn't have a human form??? ANIJA?
- the arcade bc it's cool
- what chocobos and spiracorns look like from a book in the library from prompto's world
- the fucking heelys

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[leggymaru]

I do think... I enjoy that myth better. [He'd be hypocritical to deny it.] I wonder sometimes... [He shakes his head, his half of a smile wry.] I wonder if it is really okay to make things a little happier.

Do you think... the ones who seemed to have been here before us, if they are trying to make it a little happier for us, too...?

[But before he can even glance up for any answer, they're hit again gently from his side.

Higekiri remembers this feeling, no, this being. Cold all around, but not a harsh or angry cold. A respectable, elegant cold, like the cold of steel. Because that's what Higekiri is again, nothing except well-crafted, regal steel, a blade.

Inside, though, there is a spirit, burning fiercely. It's somewhat quiet, a timid one with a fortitude waiting to be rallied. A demure one that sometimes aches near the tip when the weather is bad.

And somewhere close by is another spirit, a familiar one to Higekiri. It's proud and beautiful, honored to be given as a gift after cutting the neck of a criminal so well. And there's a man, perhaps no more than one just out of boyhood with them both. It's good. How Higekiri feels is... satisfied, safe, as if this is belonging.

But the man is giving the other spirit away, and Higekiri can feel the uncertainty and the fear rise up inside. It's a very honorable thing, being gifted away to a new master. It should be. Yet a hint of protectiveness, of worry flutters all about the spirit inside Higekiri. The other spirit soon feels so far away, out of reach, so much colder, and then it is gone.

And Higekiri feels lonesome and unsure, a little lost. He wonders if he had done something wrong, if there was a better chance at saying goodbye. He wonders if there is somehow a way they will one day meet again.

He can't think of a name for it then since perhaps there hadn't been one. It whispers in his spirit now, however, Anija, Anija, very quietly.]

[banzais]

[and the barrier drops.

and higekiri is will and truly bewildered. mikazuki's blade is no longer in his hand, instead leaving it empty. so very empty. he blinks a few times - wondering exactly how familiar this feeling is meant to be. he presses his fingers into his own palm, just to ensure that he still has the hands of this human body to move.

once he is sure that he does, he turns to hizamaru again, reaching for his hand.

the expression on his face is one of an almost dawning understands - like he never quite learned before. what it felt, from hizamaru's view.]

... what a wanting younger brother I have.

[to always be reaching for him

and yet - ]

It is your side that I wish to be beside as well.

[ - it is a familiar feeling]

[leggymaru]

[Embarrassment makes his cheeks color faintly. Even getting a taste of Higekiri’s memory... there’s still something strange about his feelings being on display.

But he is still dutiful, and he reaches to take Higekiri’s hand, stepping close so they are chest to chest. He notches his head beside Higekiri’s, their cheeks and temples touching.]

I don’t feel whole when you aren’t nearby, elder brother. Like a piece of me is missing.

[banzais]

Haha, well we used to be one and the same... or something like that?

[he can't really remember because it's hard to say how much he cares - but regardless he'll just accept this. he lets his arms loop around hiza's waist as he keeps him close, offering up a soft smile]

Though... you know you are complete even without me, don't you?