// Mitsunari, too?! Hooray!

basararmy:

     Mitsunari seemed hesitant. No, it wasn’t seemed. He was hesitant. Seeing Ieyasu so excited for something made him feel as though he should be himself. Instead, he couldn’t help but feel like he wasn’t contributing at all. The other’s enthusiasm spread to the people around him, those who were moving earth and making way for the structure’s revival.

     Why couldn’t he feel this moved?

     However, he did feel something, a warmth in his chest. He did want to help, but what could he do?

          🌙 “...Idiot.”

     Before he could stop himself, the word came out and his legs started to move. He was much more than he looked, his strength a surprise to allies and adversaries alike. He felt eyes on him as he lifted a particularly weighted stone and cast it aside.

          🌙 “At least accept help if you need it...”

basararmy:

     Reassured by his words, a smile returned to the boy’s face. He was happy that he wasn’t mad at him even if he had done something a little silly. Sakichi really believed, though, that this would work out for them. Besides, even if their father was worried, it wouldn’t be hard to find them.

          🌙 “Good...                    I was worried.”

     Even though his heart was set on following these people, he would rather have his brother with him. It would be scary otherwise. Even if he was accepted by them, having a familiar face around would make things easier for everyone. He thought that the lord himself appreciated his enthusiasm, and as far as he could tell, the tactician liked him enough. That meant, from what he’d heard, that he was probably going to be all right.

     He was happy.

wxnderingxsoul:

     He felt the cold, reflecting its touch in his body language by staying still. He didn’t fear the stranger; he was beyond fear. Though his body showed anger and frustration, his heart lamented what he’d lost. Loss...hadn’t his life been filled with it? Since he came into this world, Mitsunari had experienced loss, losing his mother, effectively losing his father, losing his first home, and once he’d found it, losing his real home.

     There was nothing left for him to lose except perhaps his older brother, and even then, the outlook sometimes looked grim. He didn’t want to see him suffer, but knowing how fate had cast its web, that day would come. It would have to. Why would it show him mercy?

     The melody reflected his inner turmoil, the feelings that had built inside of him and made him into a creature that only used to feel or care. Mitsunari had locked his heart away, and when he’d ventured to release it, it had been broken. He hid it once more, and this time, he wouldn’t free it again. He had learned from his mistakes, but that didn’t erase the heartache.

           🌙 “...What...is this?”

     He was overcome with emotion, but he kept it as muted as possible. How could a stranger find the root of his suffering so easily?

the "if I text you at 10:30, I expect a reply at 10:29" squad

sasuke-and-yukimura:

          🌙 “Ask and you shall receive.”

     Mitsunari is here to take your sake from you. It is gone. Say goodbye to it as it goes somewhere far away.