BEEP: Saito > Chizuru 21 / 11 / 14 A long confession text that wasn't ultimately sent. During their special ops mission, Saito had typed a well thought-out a text to the unexpectedly lovely undercover geisha, but every time he started to hit "Send" he was interrupted. Chizuru's phone was lying on the tatami mat nearby, blowing up with FB Messenger notifications. From men harassing Chizuru. Sending her pictures of their... shortswords. She really ought to be more careful with privacy settings.
Okaaaaaaaaaay. So we are going seriously AU here: forget letters, this is the Edo period with cell phones! And we are not going to think about that too hard, right? 👘⚔️ … with cell phones …
For those who want extra visual context, please see the Hakuouki Anime OVA, Episode 2. The setting is the Sumi, a restaurant located in Kyoto’s red light district. Chizuru has dressed up as a geisha in order to spy on Choshu rebels. Most of the Shinsengumi captains have found either reasons or excuses to be in the building.
Saito and Yamazaki have volunteered to watch over Chizuru. Unfortunately, nobody expected Chizuru to be so lovely in her geisha attire or considered her effect on impressionable clients and Shinsengumi alike.
Memories of Unspoken Love ~ Saito Hajime
Saito hesitated, then nodded to himself. Yes, it was appropriate to use the honorific given the subject he intended to broach. Besides, if he hesitated over every word then this text, expressing his sincere (but polite) admiration for her, would never get sent. Seeing her this evening looking so beautiful had shaken him, but had also strengthened his resolve. He took a deep breath, trying not to waste even more time dwelling on her shapely neck or the way that the fine material had somehow emphasized her delicate bones or–
He stared down at the one word (plus honorific) printed on the screen. He could do this.
I am sending this to tell you that I admire your courage–
Did he dare write his honest thoughts? Some of them, at least? Saito wiped a faint sheen of sweat from his palms, something he rarely had to do.
–your courage for undertaking such a potentially troublesome task.
He couldn’t bring himself to say “and beauty”. It was probably too forward in any event.
I realize that you may not have wanted to dress in such attire this evening; it may even be that you dislike it. However, I want you to know–
Saito stared at the small pouch beside him. Chizuru–ah, Yukimura–had apparently left her cell phone in her bag, whether by design or by accident. Well, hopefully it would not ring or beep too much and he could–
#Beep! #Beep! … #Beep! … #Beep! #Beep!
This was ridiculous–or? Maybe Yukimura was in trouble and she or somebody else was trying to signal him? Or it was some other emergency? Either way, he couldn’t concentrate on his text with such infernal noise.