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It was like a mantle. Sheer as the wind. That silence that filled the room. Wrapped around his throat like the finest silks. Held him in his place with the slightest push and pull of whispers, as the edges of his vision fogged and dimmed, whilst the breath in his lung emptied. Stayed small...

Whispers. Laughs. The cut of authority like the snarl and snap of a wolf's jaw. Noise. When his ears sought music. Where his limbs awaited the tender pluck of string, and soulful twang of chords so carefully set to move. Worked, and choked, to the point of breaking. Raked and picked by the hard...

Of course... Had she said that then? On that cold autumn day? Had they danced together here in this same room, just as they did today. Her smell lingered about him, even as she stepped away. How familiar. Yet how different. Like the smoke of the candles they used to burn, long into their...

"Hmm," he sounded pleasantly as she strode about him. His head held high and poised. His eyes fixed forward despite the way her steps lingered, with a performer's timing, through the soft shuffle of her gown. He closed his eyes as she grew closer. Close enough that her fragrance, delicate until...

His smile curdled like spoiled milk, and his brow twitched with an irritation he hid well beneath the angle of his bow. Droplets of water poured down the pale back of the well-fed noble, and a grumble died in Hiei's throat. I'm too well trained to lose it now. He reminded himself. When the...

"Small luxury," he said, bright and pleasant, though he had rather croaked the words. "But it would be imprudent to omit it, wouldn't you say, Lord Morikami?" he bowed his head once more. He had learned that nobles loved when those lower than them bowed. Even if it was not something they...

There was an impassive look in Hiei's eye as he measured this man. Soft, for all his easy strength, and well fed physique. "That I choose when and where to partake in such practice is one of the few luxuries I've come to afford in my lot," a slight bow of the head. Respectful. "Master...

Hiei smirked at the shift of the towel. Stepped past the broad scion of the Morikami family, and dipped his toe into the soaking tub, where ripples pulsed out from where he'd tried. His foot sank in, and in a snap and pull, the white towel around his waist flared out, and whipped around his...

A gentle knock as sandals came free from feet, and were placed gently aside. The rasp of old linen robes come undone. Let fall across lean muscle of shoulder and arms. Sharp breaths, measured, as quick moves agitated purple hurts, that grew all the darker still across boney side. Last to be...

Hiei was struck by the pull of her gaze. Pools so deep, they drove him mad. How oft he had forgotten himself amidst their dark reflection. The whole world in them, and how it only made him feel like he wanted to sink. A sharp clap of hands. A shout. And the Crane remembered himself. A smile...

His placid smile did not disagree. "We make a good team," The faraway look in his eye, thinking back to those threads of fate that twined them. Red as the silk that strung about their dancing cranes. How he recalled the ornaments glittering as they dangled from the jeweler's stand. Cheap...

Hiei raised his hands come together to acknowledge her wish wordlessly, his head still held low as he listened to her deliberation. Pain racked his side. Spread its red, white, and purple fingers across his bone. But he kept his smile all the same. Kept his posture, dancer still. It wasn't...

Hiei bowed to the standoffish guard. Calm as a crane that waded through shallow water. From his bow he spoke. "Esteemed mistress Suyuna, I have had time to to reconsider, and would like to accompany mistress Hinoka for her performance," he rose, and his porcelain smile was fixed well upon his...

All the attention. Long strong fingers, delicate as they clasped about his palm, felt about his knuckles then traced across his arm. "Hinoka," his voice came soft from his throat, pushed out with tired breath. Near a surrender. "I am fine, there is no need to be-" Hanae spoke out. Used her...

Come the warm touch of a small and delicate hand, Hiei's face flushed red. He took in a breath, and straightened up again. Hanae's support easing some of the strain of keeping himself lifted. He brought the tea to his lips, with Hanae's help, and drained the cup. The wet red across his left...