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impracticaldemon · 6 years

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❄️ Author’s Note: Written as my Hakuouki Holiday Gift Exchange Fic for @akiko-natsuko (tumblr) ❄️

This fic is based on the following prompts from @akiko-natsuko

1) Saitou! [I solidly support this choice] 2) Yamazaki [again, excellent choice] and just a smidge of 4) Hurt/ Comfort /Angst [this story came out as somewhat reflective with hints of action]

Overall, this is a slightly oddball, mostly serious story about one of my own very favourite brotps, Saitou / Yamazaki (with more than a little Hijikata thrown in, because I enjoy writing about these three guys).

This story is intended to be set more or less within canon, and takes place in late autumn, shortly after the assassination of Serizawa Kamo at the end of October. It’s AU to the extent that I doubt that Saitou and Yamazaki could have been absent from Kyoto for the length of time required by a trip to a “suburb” of Edo and back (Kondou and Hijikata’s original village of Hino is now a suburb of modern Tokyo).

🍶 A Special Gift, or The Pride of the Farmer’s Sons ⚔️

Words ~ 3000 | FFnet |AO3

They rarely used, or needed, words. In fact, Saitō had trained Yamazaki and had been an unofficial shinobi (or spy, or assassin—the semantics were irrelevant to Saitō) for the Shinsengumi both before and after the other man had joined. Despite being eager to prove himself as a warrior, Yamazaki had given up the limelight and glory of the bushi without protest once Colonel Sannan and Vice Commander Hijikata had selected him to be an Inspector—a man who spied on his comrades as well as his enemies. If he ever guessed that his impassive, silent-footed sword-master had recommended him for the position in the first place, it had never been discussed.

An almost invisible nod and a quick hand signal told Saitō that there were at least two men in the large house that they sought to infiltrate. They had already had to scale a wall trapped with hidden, wickedly sharpened stakes and topped with shards of stone, and had narrowly avoided being found out by a well-muscled watch dog—an unusual luxury in food-poor Japan these days. The whole set-up was bizarre, since this was a farmhouse, not a samurai’s manor house. Fortunately, they had been warned ahead of time.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if the elder Miyagawa brothers [1] still harbour a strong grudge against Kondō-san,” Hijikata had told them, face unreadable in the dim light of the brazier. It was late fall, and the weather had grown noticeably colder over just the past week. Winter was a tougher proposition in Kyoto than in Edo.

Saitō had simply nodded and waited for whatever other information his commanding officer deemed important. Yamazaki had suppressed his natural questions—it was a very strange assignment—and striven to emulate Saitō’s apparently unshakeable calm. He respected Saitō-san a great deal, and it was clear that the Third Division Captain was absolutely loyal to Hijikata-fukuchō, whom Yamazaki admired to the point of hero worship.

“Don’t underestimate the bastards,” Hijikata had continued, the usual crease between his high-flying black eyebrows becoming more pronounced. “They really hated that their bookish, day-dreaming younger brother managed to get himself adopted into a higher-status family and subsequently inherited both the master’s family name and his dōjō.”

Yamazaki had been unable to restrain his surprise. Kondō Isami-kyokuchō’s ability as a warrior was well-known. If nothing else, the tremendous skill of the men who followed him was a testimony to more than charisma—Yamazaki couldn’t imagine that charm alone would have been sufficient to attract the likes of Hijikata Toshizō, Okita Sōji, Saitō Hajime, Nagakura Shinpachi and others. Colonel Sannan was a well-educated, well-trained man from a samurai family, yet he had become a member of Kondō-san’s small dojo and then followed the man to Kyoto. Mind you, the friendship between Commander Kondō and the Vice Commander was obviously something special, as was the Commander’s deep bond with the First Division Captain. It was a pity that Okita-kumichō was always so disrespectful to the Vice Commander.

“Yamazaki?”

“Ah… Sumimasen deshita, Vice Commander.” The shinobi-medic had flushed a little, and could only hope that the gloom had concealed most of his face. He had worked hard to achieve the proper expressionless countenance of a true samurai. “I had never heard or imagined that there was trouble between the Commander and his family.”

“Small town, small minds,” Hijikata muttered tersely. He continued, in a more normal tone, “And it was really just the older brothers. I mean, farmers work hard and they’re supposed to know their place. Ambition and a good imagination aren’t really welcome. They didn’t take his playing around with a katana seriously, and they objected to the way he spent so much time reading instead of doing chores like a proper farmer’s son.” Normal had given way to perceptible bitterness. Hijikata had also been the youngest son of a moderately prosperous farming family.

“I understand, Vice Commander.” Yamazaki, who had been born the son of a practitioner of traditional Eastern medicine, did indeed understand better than many. He knew that a large part of his devotion to the Commander and Vice Commander was that they had given him the longed-for opportunity to become a warrior, despite not being born into the samurai class.

“Well, then…” Hijikata had paused, and then sighed. “Seriously, I know this side-trip is a little unusual, but this will be our first New Year’s celebration with Kondō-san in sole command of the Mibu Roshigumi. I want to make it special for him.”

Yamazaki, who was observant both by nature and training, had noticed what seemed to be a fleeting smile on the Vice Commander’s face, but he hadn’t been certain. Had there also been the slightest pause before the word ‘special’? In his peripheral vision, he had glimpsed a small shift in his companion’s otherwise motionless seiza.

“We will leave immediately, Vice Commander.” Saitō had bowed and risen on the words, picking up his katana from the floor. He always seemed to know when Hijikata-san was done briefing them, and managed to be efficient without being impolite. (He also got along well with Okita-san, which still puzzled Yamazaki, although he attributed much of that to the fact that they needed each other as opponents as well as comrades.)

“Thank you Saitō; Yamazaki. Make the best time you can. This is only feasible because of other urgent business in Edo, after all.”

“Hai.”

“Oyasumimasen.” [2]

Yamazaki was working quietly on the shutter of an upper floor window. Saitō crouched nearby, keeping watch. Confident in his companion’s ability to silently pry open barred shutters while hanging upside-down from an overly-ornamented roof-edge in the middle of the night, the senior officer of the pair was content to scan the courtyard and laneway below. He didn’t so much as twitch when Yamazaki crept up beside him and indicated that they now had a way in. The roof had been trapped—this time with a variety of spikes and even hunting traps—but the intruders were no longer surprised by such extreme measures. On the way across the roof to the window, they had also had to avoid two nearly-invisible strings of scrap metal and ceramic shards, but those had merited no more than an exchanged glance to confirm that the other man had noted of the alarm system.

Saitō had been the first into the room, as previously arranged. Yamazaki still found it odd to see the captain’s katana secured to his back, rather than on his hip, but night-work of this kind required free hands and as few encumbrances as possible around the waist and hips. It was difficult to swing down through a window or other access point with five feet of blade and hilt just waiting to get tangled in your legs or jammed in the opening. Yamazaki hadn’t even considered suggesting that Saitō leave his longsword behind, although he himself usually opted for no more than a wakizashi and a handful of throwing spikes and four-pointed shuriken.

They ran into a problem when they reached the lower floor and cautiously observed the most likely passageway to take them to the below-ground store-room that was their goal. A weathered, muscular man somewhere between thirty and fifty was sleeping in a comfortable-looking alcove just off the corridor. The corridor beyond the alcove was set with more of the home-made alarms.

Even Saitō registered a moment of surprise. What was the purpose of building this rather ostentatious house, if at least one of the owners chose to sleep in an alcove instead of a private room? The man’s resemblance to Kondō-san was marked, and after a moment’s cogitation, the black-clad intruders [3] held a rapid—and silent—conference. Their orders had been clear on this point, if nothing else: no killing, no weapons, no lasting harm of any kind except in case of mortal jeopardy.

“And if I decide that you weren’t in mortal jeopardy, then you will be,” Hijikata had told them. “They’re farmers. If either of you needs a weapon to deal with them, then you need to reconsider your career choices.”

Neither Saitō nor Yamazaki had said a word in response, and the Vice Commander had looked almost embarrassed—almost. Then he’d cleared his throat and added: “Anyway, whatever happens, don’t get hurt, or worse, identified.” Another pause and then a grudging, but sincere, “Tch… just don’t get hurt, okay?”

Saitō covered the distance to the sleeping man in single, silent rush, and had a cloth and gag in the slightly open mouth before his victim could so much as twitch. Yamazaki immediately tied the man into his futon, securing his arms to his sides and immobilizing his legs. To his credit, the man displayed rage at the mishandling, rather than fear—Yamazaki was rather impressed—but after making sure that he was breathing moderately well despite the gag, Saitō slipped out of the room to reconnoitre further down the passageway. Near-amber eyes—very much like the Commander's—tried to burn holes in Yamazaki’s skull, but he had already taken up a defensive position several feet away. When he thought of the prize that Saitō was now hurrying to find, he almost shook his head in disbelief. Since that was not proper behaviour for a shinobi-medic-warrior of the Roshigumi, he contented himself with a frown.

It wasn’t until they’d reached their room and changed out of the dark, close-fitting clothes that suggested—well, announced, really—that they’d been up to shady things that Yamazaki finally asked the question that had been plaguing him since the beginning. He looked over at Saitō-san, who gave him a barely perceptible smile. His white sash stood out clearly in the dark room, and he was adjusting his scarf. Yamazaki recognized the almost-smile as permission to ask questions.

“The Vice Commander asked us to raid the Miyagawa farm for the purpose of obtaining this… special gift? Which is two bottles of Miyagawa-made sake? I apologize if I seem to pry, Saitō-san, but do you know why this sake is special? I have not heard of it before now.”

Saitō considered the question—the final one—and then sat down across from Yamazaki. As always, he sat in seiza, but they knew each other well enough now for Yamazaki to be aware that Saitō did not care if Yamazaki sat more informally under circumstances like these, or when off-duty.

“Kondō-san does not care for sake,” Saitō stated gravely. This was a common and socially acceptable way to say that a respected senior officer or high-ranking individual did not have a good head for alcohol. Yamazaki nodded; he was aware that the Commander rarely drank. “The last time that Kondō-san was pressed to take part in a drinking party, he explained that he has never found any sake that was as much to his taste as that made by his older brothers. Unfortunately, as they do not see eye-to-eye on certain important matters, he is no longer able to obtain his preferred sake. Rather than settle for inferior alcohol, he prefers not to drink at all.”

Yamazaki contemplated this in silence for some time. As usual, Saitō-san did not rush him, or appear to be impatient.

“So… Hijikata-fukuchō did truly want to obtain a gift that would be special to the Commander.” Yamazaki hesitated, but since he had—most unusually—asked such a direct question in the first place, he felt that the least he could do was to try to follow the path that Saitō-san seemed to be marking out for him. “However, it may be that—strictly as a jest between two men who have known each for a long time—Hijikata-fukuchō also means this gift as a way to, ah, convince Kondō-kukuchō to drink with him and the others on the occasion of the New Year.”

“It might be difficult for the Commander to refuse to drink, under the circumstances,” Saitō agreed. He noted a trace of concern in Yamazaki’s clear, violet eyes. Yamazaki didn’t want to see Hijikata-san as the kind of man who would risk his reputation and the well-being of his officers for the sake of a joke.

As though he could not suppress the thought any further, Yamazaki murmured, “That does not seem like something that the Vice Commander would do.” Then he added, a little reluctantly, “Well, he might—since he and the Commander know each other so well—but only if there were another, more important objective.”

Saitō’s smile was more noticeable this time, although just as brief.

“I believe you are correct. The Commander and the Vice Commander were having a discussion that I could not help but overhear, just a few months ago. It seems that during the final rupture with his brothers, the Commander demanded to know what it would take to convince them that he was both the boy with whom they had grown up, and Kondō Isami-sensei, the master of a dōjō, and a man who would one day be a warrior of great renown..”

“…I think I see.” Yamazaki turned it over in his mind a few more times. Yes, he understood it better now. “Whatever it was that they demanded of the Commander—to prove that he accepted his past while also confirming his elevation in rank—had to do with the sake. Those bottles were marked, which is unusual for home-made alcohol.” Saitō’s face gave nothing away this time, yet Yamazaki somehow knew that he was pleased. “Also, on top of forcing the Commander to meet their demands—which is something that no true samurai would ever tolerate from mere peasants—they were trying to shame him into taking something—sake—that could be viewed as as an embarrassment to him.. …Because the Commander doesn’t drink much, I means. I think… perhaps they were trying to make up for feeling inferior.”

Yamazaki became more and more thoughtful, and Saitō’s silence only served to encourage him to continue. “By refusing to take the sake by force—or to punish them for their insolence—the Commander proved himself not to be a true samurai. At least that’s how they saw it, and it salved their pride. …They would not be alone in such views.”

The name Serizawa Kamo hung in the air between Yamazaki and Saitō for a very long moment. He had been the real first Commander of the Roshigumi, even though Kondou-san had been theoretically his equal in rank. Serizawa-san had often ridiculed Kondō-san’s origins, and had implied—or said—that to be the true samurai he wished to be, Kondō-san needed to be willing to enforce his exalted, virtually untouchable social status—at sword point by preference. As an Inspector, though not a member of the Roshigumi’s 'inner circle’, Yamazaki knew virtually all of the circumstances of Serizawa-san’s assassination, which had been carried out by Hijikata-san and his most trustworthy adherents.

“The Vice Commander wished to remove a possible cloud hanging over the Commander’s honour, without forcing the Commander to order a strike against his own family. Moreover, he had somehow found out that the Miyagawa brothers had become completely irrational in their fear that Kondō-san would eventually return and force them to submit.”

“I have always found it interesting that two men as skilled and worthy of respect as Kondō-kukuchō and Hijikata-fukuchō came from the same small farming area just outside of Edo, murmured Saitō.

Yamazaki was embarrassed that he had forgotten that fact. The point was that Hijikata-fukuchō had grown up in the same area, and would have known, or known of most of the principals in the curious tale. In fact, it was not impossible that he’d had his own run-ins with the older Miyagawa brothers. Demonstrating the long reach of the Roshigumi—and therefore of Kondo-san—and shaming those brothers in some way, could have been the Vice Commander’s main goals all along.

"So the Vice Commander likely strove to accomplish several things at once,” Yamazaki remarked, with some pride in his superior. “First, he outwitted Kondo-kukucho’s elder brothers, and now they will have to concede that our Commander is indeed a great man who has moved beyond them. Second, the manner of our strike will be embarrassing to them: they may tell many people the tale of two masked men—two shinobi—who broke into their fortified home in the dead of night, but took only two bottles of sake. Most people will say that the brother we incapacitated made up the tale in order not have to account for the missing sake, which he drank himself of course. As a kind of a bonus, the Vice Commander will be able to have his jest when he asks Kondō-san to drink a toast with his newly obtained, special sake.”

In the darkness, deep blue eyes met inquiring purple.

“It is possible that the Commander’s brothers may not choose to tell the story at all,” Saito pointed out, almost apologetically. “Therefore, I believe that as part of our duties, we should mention the tale ourselves to one or two local gossips, and let it go on from there. We will say only that we heard if from a person who heard it from one of the brothers.”

”Hai.“

"Happy New Year!” Hijikata leaned toward Kondō. “I have a special gift for you this year, Kondō-san: I thought you might enjoy this particular sake.”

“Oh, well, you know me,” his victim said with a triumphant smile. “If I can’t have the stuff from home, I just don’t bother, these days.”

“Most understandable, but you are in luck! Look at this.” With that Hijikata brought out Miyagawa-made sake for Kondō-san.

“Now you can finally drink properly to all of this year’s successes! To your good health!”

[END]

[1] Kondō Isami was originally Miyagawa Katsugorō, the youngest son of farmer Miyagawa Hisajirō. This story refers to Kondō’s two older brothers, Miyagawa Otojirō/Otogorō and Miyagawa Kumezō/Sōbei. These men did exist, but this story is completely fictional; I made up everything but the names and basic facts (e.g., location).

[2] Good night.

[3] In fact, Saitō and Yamazaki knew that true black tends to stand out against shadows, and so on, and will often provide an undesirable outline instead of concealment. Consequently, their clothes were made up of dark greens and greys, which are actually far more effective for camouflage in dark surroundings. Black isn’t bad in a pinch, but it isn’t the best

All the very best of the season! @hakuyamazakisensei who joins us in favouring the Saito / Yamazaki BROTP and the two characters in general!

~Impracticaldemon

#hakuouki #hakuouki secret santa #saitou hajime #yamazaki susumu #akiko-natsuko #impracticaldemon #imp writes

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sabinasanfanfic · 6 years

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Hakuōki Secret Santa 2017

Merry Christmas, @hidarikiki-no-kenshi! I hope you enjoy your gift!

“Chizuru!”

Chizuru looked up from the shirt she was mending. Souji was standing in the doorway of the room, watching her. Despite the fact that they had known each other for some time, he still made Chizuru blush. His eyes sparkled with kindness and affection, and it was this specific look that made her heart flutter and brought heat to her cheeks.

Souji entered the room and came to stand next to Chizuru briefly before he sat at her side. She stuck the needle through the fabric once more, attempting to pretend that his proximity wasn’t doing anything out of the ordinary for her, but he always made her dizzy with joy whenever he sat near her.

“Did you have anything planned for dinner?”

Chizuru shook her head as she pulled the needle and thread through the fabric. “Not yet. Is there something you wanted?”

“I wanted to learn how to make Sukiyaki.”

Chizuru paused and regarded Souji with a curious gaze. “Sukiyaki?”

“Yeah,” he said with a shrug like it wasn’t a big deal.

“But...we don’t have all the proper equipment! And the meat-“

“Don’t worry about it. I was able to find a table top burner.”

Chizuru raised a questioning eyebrow at Souji. “How did you do that?”

“I just lifted one from Sannan-san’s room.”

Chizuru knew she shouldn’t be surprised by Souji’s action, but she was. She opened her mouth to scold him, but his cat-like smile gave her pause. He was expecting her to react that way, and now she wondered if he really did take the burner from Sannan-san or if he just said he did to get a rise out of her. She decided to let the subject go for now.

“What about all the ingredients?”

“We can go get them, right? I did get permission from Hijikata-san.”

“You really planned this out. What would’ve happened if I said no?”

Souji’s grin turned slightly feral. “I knew you wouldn’t because I’d kill you if you did.”

Chizuru huffed. “You always say that.”

A brief pause. “So...ready to go shopping?”

Chizuru sighed. “I suppose.”

Souji stood. “Great! I already have the baskets.” And with that, he left the room.

Chizuru set aside her mending, shocked that Souji was being so helpful. She wondered why, but knew she wasn’t going to think up an answer that made any sense. Deciding to just go with the flow, Chizuru prepared to go out into the chilly December afternoon. After donning some extra layers, Chizuru joined Souji on the engawa. Together, they walked into town to purchase what would be needed for the supper.

Souji continued to be extra helpful, carrying the tofu as Chizuru shopped for the various vegetables. When it came time to buy the beef, Chizuru flinched at the price. She had never spent so much on meat, and she hoped that this truly was okay. After she had found everything they needed, they began their trip back to the headquarters. Chizuru peered up at Souji, noting that he looked rather content.

“Are you sure this was all right with Hijikata-san?” Souji nodded. “But why?”

“Some of us were talking about how much we wanted hot pot. It’s too expensive to go out all the time to a restaurant, so we decided it’d be better to make it. It should cost less, right?”

I’m not so sure about that, Chizuru thought. She hoped Hijikata-san wouldn’t ask about how much everything cost because she was sure he would be very upset. Not that Hijikata-san was extremely frugal, but he was careful with their budget. She assumed this came from their days starting out as a poor dojo. No one ever went hungry per se, but they rarely had something as nice like Sukiyaki.

Upon returning to headquarters, Chizuru began to sort all of the ingredients and mentally go through the steps of making the dish. Souji stood off to the side, watching the way Chizuru methodically prepared everything. She pulled out the appropriate knives, cutting boards, and pot. She turned to Souji.

“I guess the first thing that needs to happen is that a table needs to be set with the burner in the middle. I don’t know where you have it hidden, so I think you should-“

“Got it, Chizuru-chan,” Souji replied with a fond smile before exiting.

Again with the smile. Chizuru blushed furiously as she turned her attention to the vegetables. She began to cut them and arrange them prettily on a serving tray. Soon, Souji returned, but she didn’t notice. Souji leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, watching Chizuru work.

He knew it was going to be easy to talk her into making hot pot, and while the end game was to get a really delicious meal out of the whole thing, Souji also wanted to spend a little time with Chizuru without anyone else around or watching. He felt safest letting her see little glimmers of his true self when no one else was around. She never judged him, which was something he was still trying to get used to.

He finally stepped forward, coming up behind Chizuru. He thought it would be fun to startle her, but he was also acutely aware that she was holding a knife. While Chizuru was no expert swordswoman, he knew that she was rather clumsy and could accidentally seriously injure him. The last thing he wanted was an extremely apologetic Chizuru fawning over him if he was cut. Instead, he let out a deep sigh, which still made her jump. She whirled around with the knife held out to defend herself. Once she realized who was there, she relaxed.

“You shouldn’t do that, you know,” she chided softly.

“You’re no fun, Chizuru-chan.”

Chizuru rolled her eyes. “I thought you wanted to help me?”

“Yeah, yeah,” he said as he settled himself to her left. Chizuru pointed toward the tofu with the knife. “I need you to prepare the tofu.”

Souji nodded, feeling slightly disappointed that Chizuru wasn’t giving him a different task. He hated handling tofu. He walked over to the tofu, scrunching his nose as he removed it and set it on a towel that Chizuru had laid out. He then went digging for another cloth, laying it on top of the brick. He pressed down to remove the excess moisture.

“I would skip out on the tofu if Hajime-kun didn’t get so upset about not having it,” Souji grumbled.

“Well, this is for everyone, right? You don’t have to eat the tofu.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Souji replied as he continued to press down.

Once he was sure most of the moisture was gone, he removed the tofu from the cloths and handed it to Chizuru to cut up. He watched as she arranged the perfectly cut cubes on the tray. He had to admit that she was really good at making everything look so perfect.

“Are you ready to assemble the sauce?”

Yes! This was the best part, and he was glad Chizuru was allowing him to take the lead on this! He stood in front of the stove, his fingers itching to get started. Chizuru began handing him the ingredients one-by-one, instructing him how much to put in to the pot.

“Sake, mirin, and soy sauce. Don’t put in too much soy sauce or it’ll be too salty!”

“Yeah, yeah. Everyone seems to think I over season things. I like salt.”

“Like Saitō-san says, too much isn’t good for you,” Chizuru replied.

“And you sound like Hijkata-san when he’s mothering everyone,” Souji quipped.

Souji poured in the sake, sneaking a little sip from the bottle. Chizuru pretended not to notice, but when he attempted to do it again, she shot him a look. Souji grinned and took a sip anyway. With the addition of the soy sauce and mirin, the sauce was complete. All the ingredients were now on the tray. The only thing left to do was to cook and enjoy everything. Chizuru looked up at Souji.

“Thanks for helping,” she said with a smile.

“Sure, Chizuru-chan.”

There was a brief pause in which they both just stared at each other. Souji could see Chizuru’s cheeks were dusted pink. Chizuru was always genuine in the way she acted around him, and while he would never say so, he appreciated it. It didn’t make sense to him why she would be this way toward him, especially when he wasn’t always so kind to her.

“Would you mind carrying the pot to the table burner?” she finally asked to break the silence.

The pair carefully brought the cast iron pot and tray of food to the main room where the captains gathered for supper. When they arrived, everyone was there. Heisuke, Shinpachi, and Harada were hanging around the table, discussing what exactly was going on. In the corner sat Kondō, Hijikata, and Sannan. Souji met Sannan’s gaze, and he saw a knowing smirk on the man’s face. Souji shot him a cheeky grin.

“I see someone was sniffing where he shouldn’t be,” Sannan challenged softly.

“Trust me, you’ll appreciate the reason why I did it, Sannan-san.”

“Do you even know how to light it?”

Souji shrugged carelessly. “I figured someone would. Like you.”

“Souji,” Hijikata said with a warning in his tone.

“It’s all right, Hijikata-kun. It seems like we’re to have a treat.”

Chizuru nodded as she set the tray on the table. Souji placed the pot over the burner, and Sannan came over with a match. Heisuke let out an excited shout.

“Oh! Are we having hot pot?”

“Oh yeah!” Shinpachi cheered.

“You can thank Okita-san. It was his idea,” Chizuru said with a light blush.

Soon, the captains were gathered around the table and everyone began to enjoy the food. Souji kept sneaking glances over at Chizuru as they ate, glad that he had talked her into making something so good. He wouldn’t admit it, but he was glad that Chizuru had taught him how to make the dish and that it was well received.

Afterwards, Souji assisted Chizuru with the clean-up for a little more one-on-one time with her. While they didn’t speak, there was a comfortable silence that settled between them as they washed the dishes over by the well. When they had finished and had put everything away, Chizuru turned to face him.

“Um…thanks for showing me how to make hot pot,” he said quickly.

“Of course!”

Souji looked away from her, unable to make eye contact. “I…I would like to cook with you more often.”

Chizuru giggled. “Of course, Okita-san.”

#HakuSanta2017 #hakuouki #okichi #okita souji #yukimura chizuru #hakuouki secret santa #hidarikiki-no-kenshi

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nalufever · 6 years

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December Drabbles - Hijikata and the Cat

Merry Hakuouki Christmas @sabinasanfanfic!

Hijikata scooped the bundle of fluff into his hands and then against his heart, cooing words of love and praise, "Who's a sweet, smart, kitty?"

From the other side of the door, Harada couldn't help himself, throwing his voice, "Who's a big, dumb, hoo-man?"

No noise at all from Hijikata's room - Uh oh. Being extremely fond of breathing and not having the shit kicked out of him, Harada pivoted and ran to for the kitchen. Maybe he could hide behind Chizuru's skirts, and failing that, the kitchen had knives - perfect for defence.

#hakuouki secret santa #December drabbles #sabinasanfanfic #hakuoki #hakuouki #fluff #I hope it's okay #Hijikata & Cat

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lawrichai · 4 years

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We had a Secret Santa event in our Hakuouki Fan group and made this picture of my Naughty Kid’s modern OC with her LI Ryouma Sakamoto. =^.^= Merry Christmas @marikamiya <3

#Hakuouki Secret Santa 2019 #Ryouma Sakamoto #Sakura Yamamoto #lawrichai #illustrations #Hakuouki D&D

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rainylune · 5 years

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here is my hakuouki secret santa gift for @annedey! i hope you enjoy, and have a happy holiday~

#hakuouki #hakuouki secret santa 2018 #chizuru #yukimura chizuru #okita souji #art #hakuoki #where did he get that cat from? that's a Good Question #i hope you enjoy!!

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kyotowinds · 5 years

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One Secret Santa gift for @ladyshiranui , coming right up!

I know its pretty sacrilegious for it to be Harada rather than Shiranui considering your url, but I hope this is alright Bea! Thanks again for everything you do and helping to put this whole event ( @hakuokisecretsanta2018 ) together with me!

Happy Holidays and a Happy New Year!

#hakuoki #hakuouki #harada sanosuke #sanosuke harada #hakuokiss🎄;#hakuoki secret santa #hakuoki secret santa 2018 #my art

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hakuokisecretsanta2018-blog · 5 years

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Very last minute-ly, we, @kyotowinds and @ladyshiranui, have decided to draft together a Hakuoki Secret Santa! If you love Hakuoki and would love to get into the Christmas spirit in the last month of 2018, you should totally join in on the fun!

If you’d like to take part, please read over our rules page, and head on over to the sign-up page to become a registered participant! Sign ups will be taken until December 10 (midnight EST), where participants will be assigned their Secret Santa the following day to start the creation period as soon as possible! Ask your user questions through anonymous asks to keep your identity hidden until the day of revealing! Ask what their favourite characters are, their favourite ships, or just be friendly and ask them about their day! This is a GREAT chance to make new friends in this quietly-spoken, underappreciated fandom. The time to send your gift is December 25 - 30. We know people are often busy towards the end of the year, and so are leaving time to be sure everyone receives their gift. Please click on the links below to read more details before signing up!

RULES - SCHEDULE DATES - SIGNUP FORM Have fun! Happy holidays everyone!

#hakuoki #hakuouki #secret santa #hakuoki secret santa

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yumesagashite · 6 years

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Hi @icanwritethethings I am your secret santa! I apologize for my mediocre art skills haha and not being able to fully draw out your prompts. You seriously has some great prompts! T^T i went with Chizuru and heisuke's child braiding his hair haha. I honestly wanted to color it in but... no time and also I might mess it up if I do. I hope you like it ! Merry Christmas!

#drawing problems #hakuouki #toudou heisuke #shinsengumi #yukimura chizuru #secret santa #hakusanta2017 #HakuSanta2017 #heixchi

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akirafanarts · 4 years

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Masterlist

A list of all my doodles since July 8, 2018

⚠️Please do not repost/edit/print any of my artworks without my explicit permission!!⚠️

Commission and Other Info

Ko-fi - Like my work? You can support me by buying me a coffee :3 (Free Chibi Headshot for 1 coffee each!)

Patreon - Join me to view all my special illustrations, NSFW works, Theo x MC comic and other perks.

RedBubble - Buy my art as prints or on other goodies.

Comics

Theo x MC Short Angsty Comic *(Theo Route Spoilers)*

🎨 Chapter 0.1 - The Night Before

🎨 Theo from Chapter 1 comic panel

🎨 Chapter 1 - We Were Always Meant To Say Goodbye

Other

🎨 Neko Zen - Mystic Messenger

Chibi

🎨 Mitsuhide and Chimaki in a Snowglobe

🎨 Neko Satan - Obey Me!

🎨 Theo , Leonardo, Vincent & Shakespeare (Bday Gift for Miko)

🎨 Isaac on an Apple (300 Followers Prize) - Ikemen Vampire

🎨 Vlad and Comte - Ikemen Vampire

🎨 Schei uit, Theo (Vincent’s route Shenanigans) - Ikémen Vampire

🎨 Hamster Theo (Holiday Special) - Ikémen Vampire

🎨 Santa Theo in a Snowglobe

🎨 Neko Isaac - Ikémen Vampire

🎨 Theo - Halloween Gacha Card

🎨 Arthur - Ikémen Vampire - Raffle Prize

🎨 Zen x MC - Mystic Messenger

🎨 Vlad - Ikémen Vampire

🎨 Zen, Hachiro, Kenshin, Ranmaru, Harr, Masamune, Yuma - OA’s 3rd Bday

🎨 Hachiro in an egg - Hakuouki

🎨 Satsuki and Yuzuki Kitaoji, Ryoichi (Halloween) - Seduced in the Sleepless City

🎨 Vampire Kyohei Rikudoh - Scandal in the Spotlight

🎨 Ichthys - Star Crossed Myth

🎨 Toma Kiriya - Irresistible Mistakes

12 Days of IkeVamp

🎨 Day 1 - Theodorus Van Gogh

🎨 Day 2 - Comte De Saint Germain

🎨 Day 3 - William Shakespeare

🎨 Day 4 - Arthur

🎨 Day 5 - Jean

🎨 Day 6 - Dazai

🎨 Day 7 - Sebastian

🎨 Day 8 - Isaac Newton

🎨 Day 9 - Vincent

🎨 Day 10 - Mozart

🎨 Day 11 - Leonardo

🎨 Day 12 - Napoleon

🎨 Bonus - Vlad

Fanarts

2020:

🎨 Tattoo Shop AU Theo Van Gogh - Ikemen Vampire

🎨 Are You Lost, Hondje? (Theo) - Ikemen Vampire

🎨 Solomon - Obey Me!

🎨 Lucifer (Bday) - Obey Me!

🎨 Vlad (Bday) - Ikemen Vampire

🎨 Shibari Theo - Ikemen Vampire

🎨 Saito Hajime - Hakuoki

🎨 Theo x MC kiss (1st Bday) - Ikemen Vampire

🎨 Theo’s Bday Countdown (Day 1-10) - Ikemen Vampire

🎨 Leonardo x MC (Bday) - Ikemen Vampire

🎨 Kenshin as Ares (Greek Myth AU Fanzine Preview) - Ikemen Sengoku

🎨 Zen (Bday) - Mystic Messenger

🎨 Thirsty Vincent - Ikemen Vampire

🎨 Taira no Shigehira - Ikemen Genjiden

🎨 Thirsty Vlad - Ikemen Vampire

🎨 Faust (Bday) - Ikemen Vampire

🎨 AU Theo with a Manbun

🎨 Satan - Obey Me!

🎨 Thirsty Theo - Ikemen Vampire

🎨 Vincent Van Gogh - Ikemen Vampire

🎨 Victor - Mr. Love Queen’s Choice

🎨 Sid (Art Giveaway Prize) - Midnight Cinderella

🎨 Faust (Tumblr Secret Santa) - Ikémen Vampire

🎨 Comte de Saint Germain (Tumblr Secret Santa) - Ikémen Vampire

🎨 Theodorus Van Gogh (Red String Of Fate) - Ikémen Vampire

2019:

AllOverKinktober 2019 🔞 Masterlist Oct 1 - Oct 8 (NSFW)

🎨 Comte de Saint Germain (Route Release) - Ikémen Vampire

🎨 Sleepy Vlad - Ikémen Vampire

🎨 Comte de Saint Germain (Bday) - Ikémen Vampire

🎨 Theodorus Van Gogh (19th Century Rider) - Ikémen Vampire

🎨 Theodorus Van Gogh - Ikémen Vampire

🎨 Ieyasu Tokugawa - SLBP - Commission

🎨 Yakuza Ranmaru - Utapri

🎨 Mardin - Sealed With a Kiss

🎨 Masamune Date (Bday) - Ikémen Sengoku

🎨 Kenshin Uesugi (Hanabi) - Ikémen Sengoku

🎨 Mitsuhide Akechi - Ikémen Sengoku

🎨 Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart - Ikémen Vampire

🎨 Sirius Oswald with chibi Black Army brats - Ikémen Revolution

🎨 Sasuke Sarutobi - Ikémen Sengoku

🎨 Impey Barbicane - Code: Realize

🎨 Hachiro Iba - Hakuouki

🎨 Souji Okita - Hakuouki (Bday gift for Eru)

🎨 Subaru Sakamaki - Diabolik Lovers

🎨 Setsugetsuka Ranmaru - Utapri

🎨 Waking up with Zen (Bday) - Mystic Messenger

🎨 Hachiro Iba x Sora(OC) Hanami - Hakuouki

🎨 Zen (A year on OA) - Mystic Messenger

🎨 Eisuke Ichinomiya - Kissed by the Baddest Bidder

🎨 Chiaki Kira - Several Shades of Sadism

🎨 Kenshin in Onsen (Bday) - Ikémen Sengoku

🎨 Jin Aoi (Valentines’ Day) - Chocolate Temptation

🎨 Hachiro Iba - Hakuouki

2018: (Look at your own risk lol 😂)

🎨 Ranmaru Kurosaki (Bday) - Utapri

🎨 V (Bday) - Mystic Messenger

🎨 Masamune Date (Bday event) - Ikémen Sengoku

🎨 Zen After Shower - Mystic Messenger

🎨 Souji Okita - Hakuouki (Xmas Gift for Eru)

🎨 Harr Silver - Ikémen Revolution

🎨 Saint Germain - Code: Realize

🎨 Ren Jinguji - Utapri

🎨 Mitsunari Ishida - Ikémen Sengoku

🎨 Zen - Mystic Messenger

🎨 Tauxolouve - SCM

🎨 MeXHusbando - Kenshin x OC

Commissions

🎨 Arthur x OC on a picnic - Ikemen Vampire

🎨 Mitsuhide x OC under a sakura tree - Ikemen Sengoku

🎨 The Van Gogh Bros Goodbye (Vincent’s Route)

Ko-fi Snowglobe Commissions

🎨 Sebastian x OC - IkeVam

🎨 The Van Gogh Brothers

🎨 Ranmaru Mori x OC - IkeSen

🎨 Leonardo and Comte - IkeVam

🎨 Masamune Date x OC - IkeSen

🎨 Jonah Clemence x OC - IkeRev

🎨 Mitsuhide x OC - IkeSen

Sketches

🎨 Ikevamp 3rd Anniversary Theo

🎨 Lucifer in shower - Obey Me!

🎨 Tattoo Shop AU Theo

🎨 Theo x MC Wedding - Ikemen Vampire

🎨 Mitsuhide Akechi (6 fanarts) - Ikemen Sengoku

🎨 Theo (6 fanarts) - Ikemen Vampire

🎨 Theo as Poseidon (Greek Myth AU) - Ikemen Vampire

🎨 Mitsuhide Akechi (Special Illustration) - Ikemen Sengoku

🎨 Easter Bunny Theo

🎨 Theo Thermae Kiss Event

🎨 Theo Dakimakura (Body Pillow)

🎨 Lucifer - Obey Me!

🎨 Theo (White Day)

🎨 Theo x MC (Valentines’ Day

🎨 Anguished Theo

🎨 Theo (Comic Sneak peek)

🎨 Theo x MC

🎨 Nobunaga x Mai

🎨 Napoleon x MC

🎨 Faust x MC

🎨 Mitsuhide x Mai

🎨 Sirius x Alice

🎨 Leonardo x MC

Hakuoki Group

🎨 My Hakuouki OC - Sora

🎨 Eruri no Sora E - Comic 1 (Collab with Eru)

🎨 Hachiro x Sora (Kabedon)

🎨 Hachiro in a hotdog Onesie

🎨 Souji on a banana boat

🎨 Hakuouki Doujin Trailer - Hachiro Iba x OC

Amino Art Group/ Collabs

🎨 Toa Kushinada - 7’scarlet (Collab with Gloomtoast)

🎨 Zen (Sexy Santa) - Mystic Messenger

🎨 Toa, Zen and Lupin, Subaru - Collabs with Gloom, Bun, Winterwolf

Tutorials

🎨 Hair Tutorial (Old Version)

#afa #akirafanarts #masterlist #IkeVamp #ikesen #ikerev #mystic messenger #hakuoki #obey me #Fanart #chibi fanart #ikevam comic #ikemen series #mlqc fanart

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