雨滴: Deep Red Plum


Set during the anniversary of the huge tsunami that devasted so many towns and people in Japan and introducing Ame’s big sister Meiakane Hayato

Sitting in the back of the heavily tinted armour car, the youngest daughter of the Hayato clan stared up at the traditional manor that was her home until recently. Today the family was coming together for a reason that her father did not explain in his letter. A letter how old fashion and typical of the leader. Despite the technology advancement happening on a global scale Masaru Hayato still believed in sending letters to all of his family scattered across the continents.

The car pulled to a halt outside the main entrance and the passenger door was opened for Amellade who stood up still dressed in the leather dress she wore at her Patron’s house. Hurrying down the stone steps to greet her a short young woman with pixie cut dyed chestnut hair waved frantically “Ame-chan, okaeri nasai! (welcome home)” The woman paused being handed her weekend suitcase from her driver and chuckled softly.

Tadaima Yumi-chan” Yumi was her loyal handmaiden and best friend since both girls grew up together. Both on two different paths of destiny but never leaving the other to fend for themselves. Taking the suitcase from Amellade’s hand, Yumi clasped her free one and giggled “We must get you changed, Hayato-sama will throw a fit if he sees you in that” Amellade smirked and tugged at the hem of the mini dress “My patron loves it…”

~~

Inside her old bedroom, Yumi was adjusting Amellade’s black and pink cherry blossom kimono. Her raven and brunette streaked long hair was piled up into a bun, a cherry blossom kanzashi being put into the bun holding it in place. Staring at herself in the full length mirror, Amellade picked up the red rouge and lightly stained her lips just as the bedroom paper door slid open and a slightly older woman stepped in.

She too was in a full length kimono but hers was red and black with embroidered golden dragons. Attached to her hip was a ruby and gold sheathed katana, her black hair stylised into a bun with several ornaments jingling across the top of her porcelain head. “Imouto…” She greeted Amellade with a simple smile. Amellade froze in applying her make-up and shifted in her kimono.

“Mei?” Her red lips dropped open in shock at seeing the other in her bedroom. Meiakane Hayato was the elusive eldest daughter of Masaru and Nadeshiko. She also had reputation in being one of the most notorious Yakuza in Japan having already started her own individual clan. More like an assassin guild, Amellade thought to herself when she had read the papers. Meiakane placed her hands on her hips and smirked “Surprised? Why Imouto”

Amellade shrugged her shoulders slowly, her own hair ornaments tinkling against her head “You never show up for family gatherings” Meiakane frowned towards her sibling. She was just as violent and but tended to think with her heart when it came to matters of the flesh, foolish little sister. Meiakane folded her arms and merely quoted in their native tongue.

また白い 雪ふっている 東北で
“Again, white snow is falling in Tohoku”

Amellade froze in her okubo and mentally slapped herself for questioning her Onee-chan. Of course Meiakane would be at the family home today. The 11th of March was the Nation’s Tsunami anniversary.

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