Beach. Everyone has been working so hard lately so why not take a break and enjoy the beach? You can make sand castles, play in the water, and there are even umbrellas for those who'd rather just relax in the shade. There's a nice row of water melons ready to be smashed later in the day and when the sun goes down, that's when the sparklers come out.
Suffering. It's the hottest time of the year and the citadel doesn't have central air conditioning. The few air conditions that were installed have given up on life after being used so much and now, we really have to make do with what we can while the Konnosuke try to fix it. There's a limited number of fans, plenty of ice cream to go around, and the citadel should be built to circulate air, right? ... Right?!
Spooks. In Japan, summer is a time for horror. Gather around the camp fire and hear some spooky ghost stories or maybe head out into the woods just outside the citadel for a good ol' fashioned test of courage. It's all good, harmless fun! Of course, with so many spirits gathered in one place, what's to say a stray or curious outsider spirit won't join the mix...
Rain. Summer is also known for sudden and torrential downpours of rain. The clouds always seem to grown and darken suddenly and the next thing you know, it's raining sheets and the ground is shaking from thunder. Once it starts, it never seems to stop. Maybe you were caught out in the rain or maybe this is day 7 stuck inside.
Other! It's summer and there are tons of things to do. Go to the general store and stock up on ice cream, wake up in the middle of the night uncomfortable with heat, or run around screaming because cicadas are dying and flying at your face.
"it really is the best sensation. If it weren't for the way it makes my skin get all... wrinkly, I would spend so much more time in these waters."
He pushes his hair back which was a strange look for him without his bangs flaring to the side, but it was getting more difficult to relax with his hair plastered over his face.
Why does skin get that unpleasant, wrinkly texture after a while...? It's a shame.
It's not often one gets to see the other swords with their hair down, or up, or pushed back, as the case may be. So Tonbokiri blinks at the transformation that comes over Izuminokami's face when there's no hair falling past his eyes.
"Mm... Having your bangs back is a good look for you."
It makes him look handsome in a different way and younger-- although the sword likely wouldn't appreciate the latter.
"You look handsome no matter what, though. It is very much your nature." Even with his hair plastered about wildly. Even dropped in a watering trough. Tonbokiri is an honest blade, so Izuminokami will know it to be true, right?
Just so. And just as much as there would be trouble running the kitchen without you and Kasen Kanesada-dono. [Please, accept his gratitude once again.]
It is satisfying how each of us has a strength that we can contribute to Honmaru.
While it was embarrassing to hear, he perks up right away. Handsome.... He said he looked handsome.
"Does it make me look more mature?" if he wore his hair back like that, would he look more like Hijikata-san?? He fidgeted in his spot, but he looked like he was absolutely vibrating with excitement.
And to think Aruji can continue to summon blades to become our comrades... Honmaru will become even more lively, and powerful.
[Unstoppable, even! He nods again in satisfaction. Aruji's Citadel will be unequalled. Thinking of new blades though, Tonbokiri has another odd question to ask. But Shokudaikiri has been so indulgent of his questions thus far, he has nearly no hesitation to ask,]
Is there a blade that you are hoping to see join us?
Although Tonbokiri had already thought of the answer to this question, he does pause a moment to look like he's thinking about it. It's only fair to show Izuminokami that he's giving the question due consideration, even if it's a bit of pretense. And just look at how adorably eager the young sword is for praise-!
"Mm. Honestly, I feel your usual look suits you best. Although I don't understand all of how Aruji summons us, I think how we initially appear must be an image close to our hearts. I resemble my former master Tadakatsu in many ways." And proud he is of that.
[The thing is, Ichigo, no one os trying to make you live up to your past self's standards except you.
Mikazuki has said so to Honebami before. 'If you don't remember our old memories, then we'll just have to make new ones together.' The slight pain of being the only one to remember is something he can deal with on his own. He's been the only one to remember certain things for a long time, after all.
For now, he is going to enjoy the blush and keep thrusting his fingers in gently, brushing against that spot every once in a while.]
It's alright, you don't have to say anything. It's written on your face.
[Listen, there are a lot of sad broken birds in this Citadel, and he's been doing his best, okay?
Kissing though? Kissing is fine.]
Alright. I can do that.
[But even as he does move to do it, he keeps a soft hold on Ichigo's fingers, just so he'll know Mikazuki is still right there. For someone else, he might have let go entirely, but this is Ichigo's first time.
First he goes for a peck on the cheek. Then one on his hand. Then a nibble on his earlobe. All without words or warning, but always softly.]
[He doesn’t believe that! Surely everyone is judging him against his past self... all the time, every minute, every second, they just haven’t said so out loud.
His breath quickens and his grip on the bedsheets tighten as he tries to contain the urge to cry out whenever Mikazuki brushes against that magical spot inside him that he hadn’t been aware of till now. He whimpers softly instead, his face fully flushed now.]
It-It is...??
[And the moment Mikazuki mentions his face, he’s immediately alarmed and self-conscious about how he looks. What expression does he have now? Is it alright to look like that?? Why can’t he just turn his mind off and enjoy all this?? Yes, he... he needs to stop thinking so much. Relax. Deep breaths. He can do this. Just concentrate on those fingers working their magic... Ahhh, yes, that feels good... so good... oh, my...
He can’t help closing his eyes, soft moans escaping from him as he finally allows himself to just enjoy all this, and he lets slip...]
[He’d rather not know any of the sordid details... Ignorance is bliss. Let him remind untainted in his pure world for as long as possible.
He greatly appreciates being able to keep a light hold on Mikazuki’s hand as he stands there in darkness. Perhaps one day he’ll be able to stand being alone in the dark again, but today isn’t that day.
Ichigo chuckles lightly at the little kisses on his cheek and hand. He likes those. Then he gasps and shudders at the unexpected soft nibbling on his earlobe. He can’t help gripping Mikazuki’s hand a bit as his ears are wonderfully sensitive.]
Huff! Not an angry one mind you, but one of confidence as he pushes his hair back again out of habit. Apparently those are the exact words he wanted to hear from Tonbokiri because he was positively sparkling.
"Well of course. I'm a rather handsome man after all. My looks are part of my ever growing popularity."
Hahaha! Izuminokami has a similar pride, it seems. And doesn't hold back in showing it. (They might soon have to fish sakura blossoms out of the bath water, at this rate.)
"That's the spirit. Are you trying to become more popular than anyone in particular?"
In a silly way, even though he didn't look quite like his old master, he felt like this form is the form his old master would have been proud of. Big, tall, handsome, ect ect. So this form is how he wanted to stay. So hearing such words from Tonbokiri really just made him perk up even more.
"Not exactly. I just appreciate how handsome I am, and I feel those will too."
Or something like that. He's honestly just trying to sound cool.
"You just appreciate how handsome you are..." He repeats it back thoughtfully. "I certainly appreciate your perspective. I've not thought too much about whether I'm handsome or not."
Although he does have moments of seriously wondering about these sideburns.
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