To end a painful evening (D5 LE Closed - Amaya's)

[Ide Amaya]

Joyously, "it's beautiful, it truly is." The firepot has long since died out, but Lord Moon's light still streamed in through the open vent, it made her her skin white and her eyes gleam. "Do not sell yourself so short, watashi no ouji."

[Seppun Hideo]

Hideo started to smile. "Ah...so you like it? I'm glad you like it, you were in my thoughts and my heart throughout the day and I could think of nobody else I would rather write my poem about."

He gave her a gentle kiss.

"Do you know the rokugani tradition behind fans?"

[Ide Amaya]

"I love it and I will keep it always," she promises.

Without the fire or the heat of passion, it has grown cool in the yurt once more and she unthinkingly pulls Hideo's robe up over one shoulder, nestling closer to her lover. "I may have been told once, but I would like for you to tell me."

[Seppun Hideo]

"Well" Hideo paused while Amaya snuggled up closer to him, kissing her on the top of the head "beyond the normal use for fans, it is traditional after lovers are intimate together, that the couple trade fans as a sign of their devotion. The fans are usually kept as a private token of affection, unless the couple wish their love to be known. Then, the couple would use them publicly."

[Ide Amaya]

"I wish I had known," she murmurs. She brought her hand up to his chest, caressing small circles over his heart.

[Seppun Hideo]

"I thought this one would be more suitable as it also has my poem for you on it" Hideo said softly, His arms slipping round her waist under the robe to stroke her side "how you wish to use it is up to you. What happened with your fan from the event?"

[Ide Amaya]

She blushed, "I'm afraid I disposed of it," in a fire. "I was terribly embarrassed by what I wrote."

[Seppun Hideo]

"Ah" Hideo nodded "I see. It's ok, while I'm curious of your poetry, I won't ask you to recite it if you wish. Although that does leave the issue of tradition" he kissed her on the cheek "but I imagine that while the Empire has its traditions about romance and intimacy, the Unicorn may have their own different traditions?"

[Ide Amaya]

"I don't truly remember what I wrote." She looks down, "I am shamed by my thoughtlessness, Hideo-San."

[Seppun Hideo]

Hideo moved his hand to her chin, turning her face up to meet his as he moved down to kiss her lovingly. "You do not need to apologise my love, I understand. A smile from you is worth more than any poem to me."

[Ide Amaya]

She murmurs, and his words bring a smile to her lips. "The Moto do not traditionally tend towards subtlety," she admits. "When a girl is ready to marry, especially if there is someone who has caught her eye, she will have a knife sheath made and wear it on her hip. If a man is interested in her, he will gift her a knife."

"If she is agreeable, she will wear the knife in her sheathe," she blushes warmly at that, "or she can refuse a suitor by rejecting his gift."

[Seppun Hideo]

Hideo was happy to see her smile, but her words brought a curious look to his face. "A knife and a sheath? It sounds like a very interesting custom. I would not wish to offend your customs, but my knife is in my yurt. I hope you can forgive me for not bringing it with me to offer to you."

[Ide Amaya]

"Hideo-San, you have done so much for me already, I hardly expect you to keep to such an... esoteric ritual. You have seen I wear no sheathe, you have seen all of me." Her blush deepens.

[Seppun Hideo]

He blushes also. "Indeed I have...a sight I shall never forget" he comments, his hand on her side moving to stroke her leg gently "but I wish to honour all your clans traditions as I'm sure you wish to honour the traditions of the Empire. I will ensure that when your...hip has a sheath, I shall present you my knife."

[Ide Amaya]

She licks her lips, her breath rising, her cheeks are no longer the only place she feels warm. She caresses the line of his jaw before kissing him.