Chapter Text
Prologue
Billowing clouds darkened the sky, their massive bodies shadowing the Sun, eating every ray which tried to sneak to the ground. The tepid winds breath was getting colder and more vigorous with every passing second, showing no mercy to the humans who were not prepared for it in Tokyo. The sullen nature was mirroring nothing else but the upcoming war between two ancient families. Powers which were unknown or forgotten by people are now clashing together, graving a new milestone into the history of Japan. Even the spirits and gods stayed mute today as the paths of the protecting silk and the offensive blade crossed on this very day. The unlimited merits of the two families’ mortified every soul and brought down on their knees who opposed. Not even ignorant heroes could save their souls from those, who were once friends in the beginning of their times, if they would interfere. Only a few one knew about these hate poisoned hearts, and was allowed to see as they refined their own technique in the decades, preparing to win this final encounter.
The trees trembled as some of their limbs were entwined with fine stings of silk, while their falling leafs were cut if they strayed in the way of the sharp blade. The owner of the web like material took a slow step forward, leaving the two younger member of her family behind. She carefully moved her hand verifying that her strings are fastened, while from the other family a man with gray hair approached with katana in his right hand.
“Grandma! This is getting ridiculous!” exclaimed a young woman whose long brown hair got messed up because of the strong wind.
“How can you take this lightly Chou? My dear grandson and the name of Kinoyuu’s is at stake?!” retorted the old woman, her blood visible boiling as her granddaughter just yawned at this as response.
“Hahaha! You’ll never win against us Kinoyuu Natsumi! The blade of Akashis’ will be always sharper than the weave of yours!” bellowed the grandpa from the other side. He grinned back to his grandson, with his thumbs up, ignoring that even the two bodyguards had sighed.
“Grandfather, please. This is getting embarrassing.” noted the young boy in the back. He was aware of the importance of the circumstances from his ancestor’s site but there are more pressing matters which would require a better cooperation with the Kinoyuus instead of licking old wounds. To his displeasure his grandfather makes it more troublesome as it is now. They or better to say, HE got what he wanted so what’s up with the fuss over nothing?
“How can you minder the importance of this Seijuurou!?” roared, but then he coughed due the effort.
“Because I’ve already won.” smirking satisfied while looking past the white haired woman.
Seeing that, the old lady looked over to the same direction where she found his trembling grandson. Realizing this she run to the boy and embraced him, covering his eyes “You mustn’t look into the eyes of the devil Kouki! Our family will protect you!”
Furihata sighed. This got more out of control than he ever dreamed. How can he calm his grandma after he was partially the cause that the situation escalated to this extends? He managed to turn his face that he could see the Akashi family anew, earning an amused snicker from the youngest. He sighed again attempting to compose himself, fighting back his blush on his face. He will be killed either by the Akashis or by his grandmother sooner or later. How could he survive in this dreadful war between silk and blade?
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