Hmmm, could it be that Chuua accidentally falls for someone else, and Dazai decides to wait 'till it ends (if it does, hoho (>♥w♥)>
His breathe hitched in his throat as bright jewels glanced in this direction. Long hair flowed around the face, blocking most of it from sight, but those eyes; sparkling like gems and glittering like lovely stars. They put the moon’s brilliance to shame. He burned the image into his mind.
White ears perked up at the approaching sound of pattering footsteps. Dazai poked his head out from the swirl of orange.
“Did you spend the whole day searching for that girl again, chibi?”
Jumping down from a tree branch, the kitsune sent a shower of leaves down onto Chuuya much to his companion’s dismay. An irritated look crossed his face as he swatted the foliage away.
“Yah, what of it Dazai. I told you. I’m going to find her even if it takes my whole lifetime.”
He discreetly rolled his eyes at such blind devotion. From the sounds of it, Chuuya wasn’t even sure the person he’d seen that night was real or simply a hallucination under the bright moon. The redhead was wasting his time. Sighing, Dazai leaned against the tree trunk.
“And if you find her, what are you going to do, Chuuya? Sweep her off her feet and propose right then and there? This isn’t some kind of fairytale you know.”
Sapphire irises sparkled in silver light, and vast blue eyes irresistably drew him in.
“That’s exactly what I’m going to do,” the redhead whispered more to himself than the kitsune beside him. “I’m going to ask her to marry me.”
Taken off guard by the declarion, Dazai looked away as Chuuya started his daily ramble over just how gorgeous this lady he had seen briefly the night of the full moon.
“—the way the wind blew in her hair. Wow Dazai I wish you’d seen her standing so regally under the sakura tree over by the grove. It was a breathtaking sight. Pink petals falling onto her light brown hair.” Looking towards the night sky, Chuuya smiled as he recalled the wondrous sight.
“If only you’d seen her eyes, Dazai. They were absolutely gorgeous—“ Glancing over, brilliant mahogany eyes met his own, and an odd wave of déjà vu washed over him.
Bright like stars and rivaling them in luster. Chuuya’s voice died in his throat.
Have we met before this?
The kitsune pulled him out of his thoughts before he could process the info any further.
“I hope you’re aware that I’m able to change form at will, whether it be this one, an actual fox, a child, you name it, and I can transform into it.” Dazai worded without a trace of emotion. “Of course, this goes without saying, but that also includes a woman.”
Chuuya rolled his eyes. “Yah, you never let me hear the end of it. Always going into the village and fooling some poor soul with your disguises. Honestly Dazai, find something better to do with the thousand plus years you have to live.”
Ears flicked with amusement, but the kitsune maintained a serious face.
“This is all just hypothetical. I’m not the least interested in this girl you’re trying to find, but…” A curious expression washed over Dazai’s voice.
“What if I told you, you’ve already met her before?”
“Hah?!” The redhead whipped around at the ridiculous statement. “That’s not possible, stupid. If that was the case, I’d definitely remember.”
Leave rustled in the night breeze, and the full moon lit Dazai’s hair and tails.
“Well chibi, as it turns out.“
Cherry blossoms swirled around them and disappeared as suddenly as they had come. Before him stood a female fox; brown hair fell down in cascading waves to her ankles, and light brown eyes glittered like amber jewels under soft, radiant light. Stray strands of hair covered Dazai’s face, the same way it had done the first time he’d laid eyes on such a sight. Chuuya stared in mixed wonder and shock over the elegant portrayal of beauty before him.
“That lovely lady you met that night,”
A soft sound resembling bells resounded in the air, and Dazai gracefully smiled.