Most handsome gentleman of Kurayami
I believe that this market place brings me an odd sort of luck; not even a week later and I have made another chance encounter, but this time with someone who peaks my interest in other ways. It was about mid-day and I was strolling through the market stalls on the hunt for the freshest ingredients to cook for my job at the Tavern. The normal hustle and bustle of the market had died down, so for once I could take my time. While I was making small talk with one of the merchants, he was reenacting one of his closer encounters with death, I saw a glimpse of silver streak by. I checked around, but didnt see where that sudden shine had came from. Shrugging it away, I paid for my items and headed back to the Tavern. I needed to get back quickly, time had slipped away from me while shopping and I was certain my wages would be cut for showing up even a second late.
I decided not to risk being late, I needed that gold, so I took a short cut down an alleyway. I was just about half-way there when I hear a scuffle up ahead. I remember what happened the last time I tried to be a hero so I turned around, content to go the longer way nowuntil a meek little voice starting pleading for help. I heaved a sigh and headed back down. It was a younger lady apparently being held up for her coin purse. Oh joy there were a small gang of them this time around, at least eight. While I wasn't exactly weak, eight men with nothing, but my small daggers seemed idiotic. Yet at the same time I had to try. I started thinking of a battle plan when I felt a hand on my back, I swung around only to be held in a tight grip.
Dont panic, came the deep voice, We're thinking the same thing so let me help. I nodded, suspicious, but if it was someone just as bad as the gang I'd need to play along. When I was released I fully turned to see a seriously looking man with silver locks and a strong, chiseled face. I was momentarily destabilized by his handsome features. He had the darkest brown eyes I had ever seen which complimented his slight bronze complexion. His silver mane was long and full and it came down to his broad shoulders.
Shaking myself out of my stupor I told him my plan. We worked together to quickly dispatch the thugs. He came out swinging his broadsword and killed the first man immediately. I followed behind, unseen, and delivered quick stabs to the two men in the back closest to the little lady. I grabbed her and we headed through the alleyway. When we were through she thanked me profusely and offered some coin, I told her not to worry and to get to the Tavern where it was safer. I then sprinted back into the alley, I couldnt just leave him in a battle I had started.
I found them still battling it out where I left them. He had taken out another set of two, but there was still three on him; I was seriously impressed, but theres no time for that. Running quickly, I sliced the jugular of one in the back. They made the mistake of turning to face me and were rewarded with a sword through the guts for their troubles.
When the adrenaline died I informed him of the lady waiting back at the Tavern, that she most likely wanted to reward him. He declined stating there should be no reward for doing the right thing; I agreed wholeheartedly. We stood there awkwardly for a second before I invited him to come to the Tavern anyway. I told him I needed to show my appreciation for his help, there was no way I could have done it alone. He smirked and said it wasn't necessarily; that he had somewhere else to be. My disappointment most have shown on my face because he chuckled and came closer.
Maybe some other time when I'm not covered in blood. Oh yeah, right had completely forgotten about that. He extended his hand Then next time Ms?
Kurayami, you?. I reply shaking his hand.
Arashi, let us meet again without such a scene, yes?
We both laughed and turned to head our separate ways. Thats when I realized that I probably wouldn't see him again. I knew for certain that he didnt live here in town and probably was only passing through, perhaps with the merchants. I was dishearten, but decided to turn and look at him one last timeonly to see him mirroring my expression. He smiled briefly, bowed, and then turned away. Could it even be possible he felt what I did; such a strong connection from the shortest of meetings? I may never know, but I will never regret my decisions on that day.