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Across the withering fields, the end of the meadow bloomed.
No matter what timeline we’re in
You will always be my yellow.
Mirella’s hands scribbled against paper, the page rather blank with a smudge of dried ink that seemed to be there for hours with empty thoughts. “Damn it…” She cursed, unable to still come out with something.
Her beloved, Seina. Her day of birth is arriving soon, in just Five days. Of course, her other half would want to make sure it was perfect and her treasured gem would have a memorable birthday this year.
Wanting to go all out, but not too extravagant like a huge party or whatever, just something genuine and sweet to be cherished and enjoyable.
Something Seina Mitsuki would adore and cherish wholeheartedly.
Mirella had always known that someone as loving and expressive as Seina displays her emotions and care to those she appreciates dearly is something people deemed “too much” but to her?
All she wanted to do is protect that, safe in her existence with tenderness and passion. A safe space, like a caterpillar enclosed by its cocoon waiting to be bloomed to a disastrous butterfly.
Disastrous… that's what Seina was portrayed, but in Mirella’s vision it's something wonderful. Someone like her could do anything with pride and motivation despite the struggles she always faced.
That's why, a Seinyan’s precious Doremin wants to give her a special birthday that she will never forget.
“min” Mirella felt a soft like cotton against her shoulder, snapping back to her senses and seeing Emyrs in his Doremin form, a flush of embarrassment on her demeanor.
“How long have you been here…” she asked in a questioning tone, Emyrs sprinted at the edge of her desk, returning back to his original form. “Just recently, you’ve been staring at nothing for hours now.”
“I almost thought you're having a schizophrenic episode or something… You were awfully still.” He expressed his concern, dropping a bit of dark humour as he tittered, a slight lopsided smile on his lips.
“I—well… not really” Mirella protested, setting everything aside, straightening up from her seat—only to collapse but Emyrs caught her on time. “Woah my vision…”
“Careful! Have you eaten anything yet even??” He helped her up carefully, then letting go slowly. “So, what's with all this mess?”
Mirella stared at the chaos in her station, it was a messy disaster. A clean freak would go insane at the sight. But at this rate, she doesn't care about that right now.
“I'm planning to surprise Seina on her special day… but I can't get any ideas.” She admitted, arms loosely crossed whilst staring at the taller one behind her.
“You could've asked me and your sibling, we can help you” He smiled, turning to face her bedroom door to leave. “Come on, let's get to planning. We’ll make sure it's up to standards, there's not much time to waste!”
Emyrs moved first, leaving Mirella to tag along soon. She stood in silence and sighed fondly, a little bit concerned but also relieved at the same time.
“If anything.. We should be concerned about your perfectionism Emy..” she muttered to no one but herself, eventually following Emyrs along in a faint chase to reach him on time.
This planning would be rather whimsical and chaotic.
✦
Then may every ending bloom where you stand,
because you have always been my first spring
for I have never learned another color to call home.
“She hasn't replied to my messages yet…” She unconsciously whispered, staring at her phone after texting her dearest Mirella hours ago, heart aching as she spiraled—trying to keep her composure.
‘Is she okay? No, did I do something wrong? She hasn't been online at all, should I visit her? No, what if she doesn't want to??’ Her thoughts rambled, clashing between worry and self doubt due to her current spiraling state.
She immediately slapped herself harshly, snapping out of her state and took deep breaths. “Nonsense Seina… She's probably just busy” reassuring herself, she grabbed a miniature plush of her partner and cuddled it for comfort.
“m.. Mirella is busy.” They finally spoke, monitoring Seina this whole time for hours without saying a word nor doing a single thing to interfere.
But immediately got smacked by a pillow, a loud shriek from Seina—like a startled cat that got spooked out of nowhere. “WHERE DID YOU COME FROM ELLE-CHAN?!” Her tone was high pitched, a little strained like she just suffered an immediate heart attack.
The pillow dropped on the floor, Doelle’s expression remained composed and amicable. “I came with you today, remember? My apologies for startling you.” They reminded, which Seina immediately lowered her guard.
A hand on her face, then it slipped down from facepalm but eased as it came. “None taken.. and I forgot about that, thank you for telling” Her winding thoughts vanished, replaced with cool after being clarified.
“You’re not with Em-chan today? That's surprisingly new”
“Me and Emyrs decided to separate and keep one of you company today, I will meet up with Emyrs later on for something important.”
“Important…? What is it?”
“I do not know, he didn't say a thing. So I'll find out later, I suppose”
“Now come along” They gestured, turning their heel and walked towards Seina’s dining room. “I made you lunch, go fill your stomach so you can drink your medicine.”
The brunette blushed a little sheepishly, giving a brief nod and followed along—almost completely forgetting about her own meds. “Right…”
It was quite relieving that it was all in her cruel negative thoughts, having Doelle reassure Seina from spiraling and clearing her doubts on herself and her dearest muse.
Doelle kept Seina company for a while, then left before nightfall because Emyrs needed them. Then, that's where the realisation completely hit the Seinyan’s views.
She's completely loved and cherished deeply.
More than she ever realized it.
Her chest warmed up, it felt like butterflies swirling on her stomach—something beautiful blooming within the brunette that felt so comforting and gentle.
It felt like walking through clouds in a wonderful dream that wouldn't end, pure bliss like safe haven.
cough
cough
cough
Something earthy came out of Seina’s mouth, something delicate and soft as it spilled into her hands. Her eyes fixated at what they were, royal blue eyes widening from the sight.
Purple Dahlia’s
Flowers that signify royalty, dignity, elegance, and admiration
A Beautiful flower that reminds Seina of Doelle.
Wait a second… What??
Flowers? Coming out of her own mouth? Ah… of course.
Hanahaki Disease
But, hold on just a moment. Why isn't it painful and suffocating? Shouldn't Hanahaki be tormenting and murdering you slowly? Why is it the complete opposite?
And why was there no blood involved?
It feels completely fine and rather comforting.
It's…very off putting, to say the least.
“What the hell…” She mumbled to herself, still in disbelief at the sight of the purple Dahlia’s in her hand. She wasn't shaking nor feeling any discomfort at all.
She immediately sprinted to her library, where she kept all her books of everything she wanted to know and read. She needed answers on what's happening to her, knowing Hanahaki should not be like this at all.
And most importantly…
She couldn't let Mirella, Doelle and Emyrs know about this. At least not yet, not until she figures out what's going on—saving those three from worry and distress over a Seinyan like her.
Books upon books, from shelf to shelf, trying to find a clue on what's going on with her body. Seina isn't always this restless but today, she's quite frantic about it.
An information so new to her with no possible answer on what it is through books, she has no idea what to do or who to turn to.
Her floors and some shelves and her table are filled with Purple Dahlia’s, yet she doesn't feel exhausted. Just peaceful and completely warm.
How can Hanahaki be this…pacifistic?
“I'm going insane, like a rogue assassin in broad daylight.” A hand circled against her head, a little dizzy from searching for answers about her current condition. This was completely obscure.
What could she ever do with no information? This is completely frustrating and stressful. If only there was someone who could help her in this current situatio—oh. Oh.
Right. She's a Seinyan, she can always ask a certain Promoter from By the Beat livehouse.
Maybe Seible Jacobs Nijisanji knows something about this—hypothetically, theoretically. Hopefully so!
Seina immediately shifted to her Seinyan form and sprinted away to By the Beat Livehouse, leaving absolutely no time to waste.
Surely her Kamioshi wouldn't disappoint her with something this absurd such as a deadly disease but not literally murdering her from the inside out for instance such as Hanahaki Disease.
✦
The brunette was pinned against the sofa, coat off and hair dishevelled a bit. With a face blooming with fluster and nervousness, he smiled rather carefree and gentle.
The one on top of him was Freodore. His usual sharp and composed demeanour a lot more softer—like, dissociated, not really. But his scent of perfume was reeking with strong alcohol.
The Designer of By the Beat was completely drunk, after a lot of shots of alcohol despite his high tolerance. Which, this side is very rare for him.
The sunset eyed’s hair was slightly messy, his coat still on but one draped off the shoulder, the sight before Seible was too much to handle at the moment.
“F-furichan…Ah!” Seible felt his choker get yanked by the teal haired’s finger upwards, swallowing nothing as his heart raced. “W-wait! I’m not read—”
Freodore’s eyes lowered, “Quiet, cariño.” He slurred softly, his usual sharp and cool tone a bit commanding “Furicha—” Freodore lightly tugged the brunette’s choker and leaned in for a deep kiss to silence the other, which Seible completely melted to it.
Seible was completely weak against Freodore right at this very moment.
Seina came inside the By the Beat Livehouse, then paused at the sight. A hint of pink flushed on her cheeks, a paw against her lips like a quiet gasp.
‘Oh…my Bloodmoon.’ She thought to herself, knowing she's interrupting something so personal, hiding in a corner to watch the show while also snapping a picture—for… ‘research purposes’ yeah, definitely.
“I love my awesome, sugoi Bloodmoon life.”
She completely forgot why she was even here in the first place. Distraction at its finest, but she doesn't care, this is her OTP in full display right now, forget the original plan for a moment.
But the world had other plans.
cough
cough
cough
Seible and Freodore paused, their lips separating from each other from the sudden sound, sunset and midnight eyes glanced at the commotion in question.
Purple Dahlia's spilled on the ground and Seina’s paws, she sat down and continued to cough and spill out more from her lips. Her ears flattened and her tail went up in alert.
Freodore immediately got up from Seible, fixing his coat back up without saying a word. Not exactly irritated that their session was cut short, he expressed concern without doing anything nor reacting.
Seible however, immediately stood up from the sofa “Seinyan!” and ran towards his Seinyan, holding Seina in his arms, lightly cradling her and using his free hand to hold the purple dahlia petals that spilled off her lips.
His eyes furrowed in concern and knowing, processing the fact that one of his precious Seinyans are suffering from Hanahaki disease. But it also caused him to realize.
She wasn't spilling any blood, nor showing any signs of hurt and discomfort at all but feeling the exact opposite. The only similarity is that there are flowers.
“Ah.. I see” he smiled in relief, waiting for her to finish coughing and went to sit, placing her on his lap as he started to pamper her with head pats. “Hanahaki disease huh Seinyan?”
Seina nodded, her expression a little frantic but more rather looking for answers. She was a bit worried about her situation—but more worried for her loved ones to find out most.
“Go sober up first, Furichan, and can you make us some coffee as well?”
Freodore gave a brief nod, “Alright.” Then he left Seible with Seina in the Livehouse main area.
Seina jumped off of Seible’s lap and then sat on a different seat in front of the Promoter, shifting back to her original form. “Is my Hanahaki bad, Seichan?”
Seible let out a soft laugh, waving his hand in denial. “No, absolutely not Seinyan! In fact, the Hanahaki you have is quite a very rare, and special one!”
Seina raised an eyebrow in confusion, tilting her head as she tried to figure out what the brunette said. “Special how…?”
“Your Hanahaki is a passive one, Seinyan”
Seina blinked, head slanted to the left in sheer confusion, still not quite getting what the Promoter was implying.
Seible giggled with a sigh, “Instead of feeling like you're slowly dying, coughing flowers and blood. You only cough out flowers from people you love and care for.”
“And you won't feel dizzy at all, instead you’ll feel safe and warm. This Hanahaki does not have any cure due to it being passive—but, it can be controlled”
“The petals you cough, I mean!”
Freodore returned with a tray of three cups of coffee, placing it down and took a seat after he grabbed his own.
Seible took his cup of coffee, “Sober up now? And thanks Furichan” he sipped on his coffee, feeling the taste of bitterness and warmth from it, a soft smile of approval etched on the brunette’s face.
“I’m alright now, thanks Swablu. Anywho, Seina..”
“Yeah Furicha—”
“Do not say a word to anyone about what you saw between me and Seible today, Alright?”
“Y-yes Tenchou..”
Freodore continued to drink his coffee, now unbothered when he got what he wanted. Seina took her cup of coffee and started drinking from it, a bead of sweat on her temple.
“So how exactly do I control myself from not coughing too many flowers…?”
“Oh! Well… hypothetically, theoretically—” “Just say it Seichan…”
Seible stammered a bit, unable to come up with something so Freodore interfered. “I can teach you, I have the same condition as you with this.”
“Uwa.. thank you Furichan!”
Seible’s shoulders slumped in pure relief, melting on the sofa as he continued to drink his coffee. Clearly, he was saved by his own lover by this situation.
He definitely owes Freodore one later.
Training Seina to control her flowers from coming out too much would take a long time, but Freodore had some tricks up his sleeve to manage it in a day or so before Seina’s date of birth came, returning home after such a long day.
✦
Call it déjà vu
Like a star in the night
Shining brighter as it carries a cosmic message.
The moment Seina reached home and entered her humble abode, there she saw Emyrs just finishing up sweeping the Dahlia flowers that she coughed out.
Which, caused her to freeze like a deer in red lights, but immediately masked it with a carefree and welcoming smile.
“Emyrs! What…brings you here?” She asked politely, approaching the Doremin before her that just threw away the flower petals in the trash.
“Just came to check up on you of course, and saw the floral mess you have on your floor… so I went to clean it up.”
“Where have you been?”
“Oh! Well.. that's quite thoughtful of you, I must've forgotten to clean it up from my recent mission as a secret assassin earlier.. haha”
The lavender haired chuckled, a hand on his waist. “Guess your mission today required going in and out of gardens, huh?” teasing lightly, he ruffled Seina’s head a little, but not enough to mess up her hair.
Seina let out a breathy laughter, like that was the most stupid but silliest thing she has heard all day. “What made you come up with that?! But, you're not wrong”
“Just a dotty guess” He stopped ruffling her hair, then he walked towards the dining room. “I also made you and Mirella dinner, she said she'll be home soon, just spending time with her sibling today.”
“Oh, I see… I'm glad she's just busy then” Guess her spiraling thoughts from earlier were just nothing after all, that's a huge crash of relief to her senses.
“Overthinking again?” “Just a little bit really.. but thank you for the clarification, Em-chan”
“Anytime. Anyways, let's go spend some time together tonight! Karaoke?”
“Oh you know I could never deny a good Karaoke night.”
“Race you there then.” Emyrs turned to his Doremin form and sprinted to the karaoke room.
“I—HEY I WASN’T READY!!” She sulked a little, then started laughing and turned to her Seinyan form and chased after Emyrs on the sudden race to the Karaoke room to sing together for the night.
Safe thing to say, that made the Seinyan’s day shine a little better from what bad thing that occurred to her when the day had started.
A pool of Onyx Odyssey Hellebores and Purple Dahlias filled her room the very next morning. From her bed to her floors—it was rather a beautiful sight.
It was becoming a pattern, the first flowers were a representation of Doelle, now this time; it was a representation of Emyrs.
Onyx Odyssey Hellebores represents
resilience, mystery, and protection.
One that resembled Emyrs very well, such a dark and alluring flower
that only reminded her of one person.
“Onyx Odyssey Hellebores…” She gazed upon the sight of the petals before her, those Hellebore flowers and Dahlias blending in together so well—like it was meant to be.
That brought a mellowed smile on her face, feeling the heat cradling her skin from the Hanahaki’s effects. Of course the first two flowers she'd cough out are from Moonwoven themselves.
Oh—she’s technically third wheeling a little bit, even though she's not around moonwoven at all.
“Even when I'm not around those two, they still find ways to thirdwheel me huh?” She giggled, standing up from the ground and started cleaning the mess up—a new thought in mind…
Would the last one be from her beloved Mirella?
There's no doubt in that
But alas, her beloved star is out once more. Curiosity hitting her on what her beloved could be up to for the past week lately—that made her so busy. She could only guess but nothing about her hints seemed correct in her thoughts.
With a sigh, she crossed her arms and thought to herself after the mess had been cleaned up.
‘Oh Mire-chan… What are you up to lately?’
Maybe she should wake up early tomorrow and try to secretly follow her dearest moon on what she’s been doing and going to lately for the past week just to satisfy her curiosity.
But then again, she'd get rather caught easily. She wouldn't want that to happen at all—rather a reckless and risky plan coming from an assassin like her.
Oh well, she'll find out eventually once Mirella tells her, right?
It is now the day before Seina’s special day occurs, the By the Beat Livehouse is already fully decorated and prepared to Seina’s likings.
Nothing too extraordinary, just simple but unique, just the way a Seinyan like her adores it. And the place was filled with Lily of the valleys as well. A table filled with gifts and another table filled with Seina’s favourite dishes.
From desserts and non desserts.
Everything was ready, and after a lot of changes and planning, everyone was finally satisfied with how it turned out.
“That's everything… Good job everyone. Let's hope Seina loves it..”
“Oh, we should have Seible and Freodore kiss in front of Seina as a silly gift!” Emyrs suggested, which earned him a gentle pinch from Doelle, “owowowow—stop”
“Haha.. you're quite bold for that, I'm unsure if they would allow it my dea—”
“I do not see, why not.”
“Woah.. Furichan—”
“Why do you look so surprised? Besides, I only let it slide because it's Seina’s birthday tomorrow. Oh, and Mirella, you should tell your lover to be here as early as possible tomorrow.”
Mirella took out her phone and started texting, “Of course, Tenchou” she walked away from the room to chat with her treasure for a moment after a long time not doing so, due to busy planning for her birthday.
“Crazy how we're going to be thirdwheeled by Bloodmoon and Nellako tomorrow…” he mumbled, a hand against his own waist at the realisation, earning a pat on the back from Doelle.
“It's the least we could both do for third wheeling them so much, cariño”
“Fair point.”
✦
After a certain Seinyan got her texts answered and communicated through her phone with her very valued Doremin, she was really excited and in cloud nine that her beloved would finally spend time with her tomorrow.
They talked for an hour before Mirella said that she would see her later at home, she closed her device and then started coughing a third time.
A small pile of Matthiolia incana fell into her hands, then Onyx Hellebore Odyssey and Purple Dahlias followed after and gave her the same warming effect that gave her solace.
A very well, obvious sign that she was absolutely loved.
A happy life, contented existence, and lasting beauty—such perfect and meaningful flowers that could only resemble
the one that has been with her through it all, with her whole life.
Ones that reminded her of her precious Star, and her other half like their souls
Bounded, together for all eternity.
Mirella
A tidal wave of realisation had hit her from what she had learned from Freodore and Seible whenever this happens, during her phase of Hanahaki these past few days.
The more she felt loved, the more warmth and peace she would feel from the flowers that coughed out of her soft lips—a blessing, not a curse, her heavy love reciprocated from those that loved her the same way.
Tears welled up in her eyes, eyes fluttering closed as she started to cry. Her heart ached at the answer she recently discovered. She was loved, no matter how ‘too much’ she was, accepted and cared for no matter what.
This brought a bittersweet kind of resolution within her, coughing the same three flowers that felt like a warm embrace from the three people she deeply cared for most despite being alone.
For once, she felt ever truly happy despite the cruelty that is life in this world, it isn't so bad after all with them by her side.
Everything is a lot more worth it—if it's with them.
Her tears ceased and she threw the petals in the trash, smiling brighter than before—hearing the sound of the front door opened, a teal haired greeted
“Seina? I’m home.”
✦
If this life is meaningless, then let it be meaningless with you. We may both fade one day, but until then, broken souls can laugh loud enough to make eternity jealous.
A Doremin led a Seinyan away, the brunette’s eyes blindfolded as the teal haired guided her to By the Beat Livehouse, today was the day.
“Mire-chan are we there yet??” She asked curiously, each step making her more and more curious on what the surprise could be.
“Almost there, love.. just a few more steps” She reassured with a slight smile, then opened the door of the Livehouse, letting her go and closed the door. “You can stop and remove the blindfold now”
“Oh? Alright!” Her hands moved to her face, removing the cloth that was covering her eyes, opening them and seeing the venue, eyes widening in surprise.
“Surprise! Happy birthday Seina Mitsuki!”
Everyone said in unison, By the Beat started the music and party poppers were popped, petals thrown in the air towards the Seinyan—making her the star of today’s Livehouse.
Seina’s shoulders eased, tears filled up her eyes—cheeks hurting due to her smiling so much. “You did all of this for me?..” she felt a gentle kiss from Mirella on her cheek, a miniature crown placed on her head.
“Of course, you're our princess for today. This is why I haven't been talking to you lately, happy birthday my sweetest”
“Oh my third wheel” Emyrs’ hands rested onto Doelle, staying by their side watching the couple completely smitten towards each other.
Seible stood beside Freodore, moonlight eyes staring sunset ones, lounging himself towards the smaller male and kissed him on the lips.
Freodore caught the Promoter, returning the kiss in return twirling themselves elegantly, then dipping the brunette as he led the kiss.
Seina gasped, another loud gasp and panicked-excited laugh came from Kaelix Debonair. “OH MY SEIFURI” they immediately went to each other, hands intertwined and started squealing and bouncing from the sight.
“KAELIX DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THIS??” “GURL I'M JUST AS SURPRISED AS YOU ARE!!!”
Zeal let out an amused laugh, watching Seible and Freodore share a blissful kiss towards each other and seeing everyone’s reactions “Yippee their awesome sugoi Bloodmoon life, I say”
“Guess us three are third wheeling for today, hm?” They wrapped a hand on the other Doremin’s waist, embracing the other. “I suppose that's what we get for always making them feel single”
Around the presents and birthday cake, there are four kinds of flowers, one that represents each of them:
Onyx Hellebore Odyssey
Matthiolia Incana
Purple Dahlias
Forget-me-nots
“Forget-me-nots… where did you get them?” She let go of Kaelix’s hands, approaching the table, Mirella and Moonwoven followed and stood right behind her.
“Well, they came from us Seina” Emyrs admitted, which made the brunette confused—then realised, a hand on her lips in a silent hitch of a breath. “You three have Hanahaki too..? Wait but how did you get these flowers?”
“From you, Seina. We knew the whole time” Doelle confirmed, patting her head a little then stopped. Mirella embraced her from behind, resting her head against the other’s shoulders.
“And we still love you just as much as you love us, Seina, so don't ever worry about doubting so otherwise.”
“Is everyone ready?” Freodore announced, a camera remote at hand as everyone went into their positions and struck their signature poses.
Taking the cue, Seina posed and beamed alongside with the others for the group picture, By the Beat joining along—the countdown ticking.
“Happy Seina day!”
Click
The photo was taken, the picture immediately printed out—their moment frozen in time on this Seinyan’s purrfect day. It could never been more better than this.
A perfect birthday, at least that is how it is in Seina’s eyes. It wasn't too extravagant or lonely—it was bittersweet, but warm with those that stayed and loved her by her side.
Beneath the moonlight breeze, a gentle serenade.
Dancing on azure, an elegant sapphire melody
Their only amber. •yellow•
𓏲ּ𝄢 Happy 20th Birthday Seina ˖˚⊹ ꣑ৎ