Ryusei Fujiwara, from Genesis: The Shinsengumi, a roleplay on RPG

Darkness filled a small room, with the only light coming from a flickering candle. Pale green eyes stared, heavily, at a scroll, reading the contents written. Hands quivering, Yōichirō grabbed a brush, and a new scroll. The response was swift, spared no detail, and held the orders requested. This did not bode well, and if it was true, he had to push influence a lot sooner than he wanted to. The soft creak of the shoji door opening, caused every muscle in his body to clench. Fierce, golden eyes turned to the source before they retained their pale emerald shade. His eyes narrowed, glancing at the intruder as the man, cloaked in a black robe, knelled before Yōichirō.

"You summoned me, sir?" Jūbei questioned, the soft blue of his eyes—the only visible colors upon his form—peering at the back of the Oyabun. Yōichirō remained silent, his eyes focusing on Jūbei's form. Without a moment's notice, he presented the scroll to the assassin, turning his gaze back towards the empty wall in front of him. Around him lay candles—each a varied height—with only one visibly lit one. He continued to remain silent, leaving Jūbei in his spot before he finally spoke.

"Take care of this. Sekigahara has refused to leave well enough alone," he stated, turning his head to the left of his side. Jūbei took the scroll, and read the contents. A visible frown marred his face, however; he placed a closed fist into the opening of his right palm, and prepared to leave. "And one more thing," he began, peering from the corners of his eyes towards the assassin. "Find out who it is, that foolish man, has sent for me," he finished. Jūbei acknowledged his master, and left, leaving no trace that he was ever there. Yōichirō kept his eyes where they were, glued to the shoji doors that were slightly ajar.

How many times, did this make, that the daimyō of Sekigahara had tried to take his life? The man was insistent, he'll give him that, however; did he believe that Yōichirō wasn't going to retaliate? Kanetsugu was an ignorant fool if he believed that he could be so easily eliminated. "Everyone wants you dead," the thought processed quicker than Yōichirō had time to process where it came from. His eyes narrowed as he stood from his spot, gliding over towards the shoji doors. A hand rested upon the door, tilting his head slightly out of the opening, and surveyed the area.

There was nothing there.

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The bustling sounds of the market place, echoed throughout the area as people searched for the items they needed. The day was warmer than usually, and many of the village people were inside one of the inn's or another. In one such inn, found the Fujiwara siblings, sitting in a damp corner to the back. The chatter inside the small restaurant was the only way they could gather information, however; it seemed that everyone was a little tight lipped. Mentioning of Yōichirō's name appeared to be a taboo of sorts, as if it would bring an ill omen to the one who uttered it. A heavy sigh escaped the youngest Fujiwara, as she laid her head against the edge of the table, a hand holding onto the cup of tea placed before her.

"If this bores you," Ryūsei began, the softest of whispers leaving his lips. Tatsuki turned her head towards him, his gaze never leaving hers as they held each others. "Perhaps there is another way to sate yourself, no?" he continued, causing her to turn her head towards the entrance of the restaurant. He folded his hands beneath him, laid his chin upon them, and continued to stare at his sister. For what it was worth, he knew this would not produce the results they had wanted. The only information they had on Yōichirō was that he was the Oyabun, the head of the notorious Yakuza.

"Not bored, Yū, just... restless," she finally replied, straightening her posture. Both were adorned in a gray yukata, simple in appearance, and in color. Tatsuki smoothed hers out as she remained silent. There was nothing more they could learn from inside of this place. "We could make this a bit easier." she stated, a sly smile worming its way upon her face. Ryūsei raised a questioning brow, gesturing for her to continue. "We could split up and cover more ground. Not everyone is going to be as hushed as these people are," she suggested, speaking lower towards the end of her sentence.

Ryūsei seemed to muse it over, a contemplative look crossing his features before he took a sip from his cup. Tatsuki pursed her lips as he remained silent, waiting for him to say something before she released an aggravated sigh. This elicited a light chuckle from Ryūsei. "Impatient, are we? You know these things take time, Tsuki," he finally spoke. She merely glanced at him through her lashes, her head hanging slightly low. "But if you want to explore the city, all you had to do was say so." he continued, earning a slight quirk of her lips.

"We'll finish here, and split up. I'll take the western part of the village, and I want you to take the eastern part. We meet back here after sundown, deal?" he stated, the statement coming out more of a demand. "If you come across trouble, promise me you won't do something we'll both regret?" it was asking a lot, he knew that. Still, the small smile that flickered across her face caused a bit of relief to fill him. She nodded her head in agreement, and picked up the pair of chopsticks as their food came to the table.

"You know, maybe after this, we can find some place quiet," she suddenly stated,taking a slow bite from the oyakodon. "We've done enough, haven't we?" she continued, gauging her brother's reaction. To say he was a surprised, would be hard to tell. He merely kept his gaze upon his own dish, taking silent bites as she frowned. It wasn't the first time she suggested such a thing, and he did not doubt that she truly meant it every time she brought it up, however; did she truly mean it? He would not deny her if that was what she wished, but it was not something he could do. He needed to do something, and what they did now, was the only thing he knew he could do.

"Perhaps, you could," he finally replied, a barest hint of something lacing his voice. She frowned at the statement. She didn't miss the way he said it, and sighed, dropping the subject all together. There was no way she'd do anything without her brother. For the past seventy-five years of her life, he's all she's ever known, and to leave him now... She shook her head and dropped the subject. She couldn't abandon him now. Not now. Not ever.

Ryusei Fujiwara

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a character in “Genesis: The Shinsengumi”, originally authored by Luciferus, as played by RolePlayGateway

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