User blog:Naju Silver/Yuna Suzuki's story (Part 2)



Hi readers im back with the second part of the Original Character, Yuna Suzuki. I i found myself actually doing a longer story than what i espected. So im not going to say how much longer this will be. But im betting on maybe two more. Anyways thank you for reading and i hope you like the story.



Here is Part 1 if you havent read it yet



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 Soon the girl cried herself to sleep still clinging to the young white Jinko woman. The Jinko named Naomi carefully placed the little girl on the grass. She didn’t want this girls mother to rot like this, or dumped in a mass grave when people arrives to clean up. She silently stood up making sure not to wake the little red oni.

Naomi went back to the caravan, opening sheet covers looking for a specific item. She soon found it, a shovel. Walking back to where the girl sleeps. she does not stop when she arrives, she keeps walking further down the field until she reaches a small hill covered in flowers, with a single sakura tree at the top. Naomi lets out a deep sigh and sinks the shovel into the dirt.

Night has fallen just as Yuna wakes up. At first she is confused. Why is she laying down in a field of grass? But almost immediately she remembers. She hastily sits up and looks over where her mother's body was laying. “She not there! has she already woken up? Yeah that must be it. Everything was just a bad dream.” Yuna thinks trying to convince herself. But even Yuna can’t deny the blood soaking the grass that was around her mother's corpse. Even with just only moon light its there, clear as day. Yuna puts her face to her thighs, her arms around her legs feeling cold and alone.

But then she hears the grass moving behind her, its not the usual sound of wind, but more like a person who is now standing behind her. Yuna slowly turns her head expecting that one of those warriors has come back to finish the job, killing her too. But instead its a hunkered down Jinko, trying to look as harmless as possible. “I see you are awake little girl.” the jinko says in a soothing voice. “My name is Naomi, what’s yours?” She says with a calm smile. “... na” Yuna whispers... “Even if i'm a Jinko does not mean i can hear everything y’know? Naomi says with a teasing smile. “... Yuna… My name is Yuna.” she manages to squeeze out. “Yuna huh? that’s a cool name” Naomi states as she nods to herself. After a couple of seconds of silence Yuna speaks up. “Where… is my mommy?” The Jinko stands up with a solemn face “Follow me.” Naomi says as she turns around walking towards the hill in the distance.

Yuna stands up and runs to catch up to her. Only until now she recognizes Naomi as the Jinko who was holding and comforting her, as Yuna was in the depths of despair. a small “... Thank you…” could be heard from Yuna. Naomi this time heard her but decided not to answer, what could she say? No problem? Im sorry your mother is dead?... No, none of those things will make this little girl happy. It would just be shallow words.

As they get closer the flowers is starting to become visible, white flowers shining from the moonlight. The pink sakura blossoms flying away, as wind carries them away. The couple soon arrives at the top of the hill, and right next to the tree is newly disturbed ground, and a round stone on one side. They stand there in silence, only the wind hitting the tree is the only sound that can be heard. After a couple of minutes Yuna opens her mouth. “I-is mother laying there?” She asks weakly pointing at the newly made grave. Naomi only nods before she asks “What was your mothers name?” Yuna gives the Jinko a questioning look, Naomi adds “Well… i want to add something to the gravestone y’know” Hearing this Yuna looks down before she answers “Ayami… Ayami Suzuki” Naomi nods and sits down in front of the gravestone and uses her claw to carve out the stone. After minutes of silence Naomi stands up, She praises herself inside her head for a good job done. The gravestone now had text engraved and said.

“Here lies Ayami Suzuki, professional drinker. And a loving and caring mother. May she rest in peace.”

Only now does Yuna’s tears start to fall, as she cries Naomi puts her paw on her head stroking it. They stand there until the morning sun rises… Naomi descends from the hill carrying the red oni girl, sleeping. The white furred Jinko decides to continue her way towards Zipangu, where this little girl comes from.

When the sun is at its peak Yuna wakes, Naomi asks her if she can walk by herself now. Yuna nodded and was let down to the ground. Abit later Naomi regretted that she let her down, because a child makes traveling slower, which of course she made Yuna well aware off by teasing her being a slowpoke. Yuna first looked shocked at the comment but later reached out her tongue with a mocking sound. Maybe Naomi wanted to cheer her up by making her think of something else, or Naomi was a idiot. Either way it worked out.

<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:15px;white-space:pre-wrap;">As they walked Naomi continued to ask Yuna questions, at the same time gathering information from how old she was to where she came from. Yuna answered all those questions, at first hesitantly but later opened up. Naomi found out that she was nine years old, Yuna did not know where exactly she came from, only that it was Zipangu. The reason was as long as Yuna have remembered they have been traveling, never staying in a place for more than a month tops. More often it was only a couple of days. Naomi was surprised to see that Yuna was actually a really social girl, but of course the recent events dampened that side of her.

<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:15px;white-space:pre-wrap;">After a few days of walking they reached the first town, and a real bed to sleep on. By now Naomi and Yuna had grown a bit closer. As they entered the inn they ate a cheap meal and turned in. Naomi didn't have a lot of money so they shared a bed with Yuna laying on top of Naomi using her bosom as a pillow, and this way of sleeping stuck in the future as well.

<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:15px;white-space:pre-wrap;">As they traveled and got closer to Zipangu, Naomi began to ponder what she should do with Yuna when they arrived. She could not follow her to the master swordsman, as even Naomi with her limited knowledge knew that Red oni’s are not warriors by nature. They had unbelievable strength which made them natural fighters. But they would rather drink than swinging a sword their entire youth. And Naomi believed that Yuna was the same.

<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:15px;white-space:pre-wrap;">After more than a few towns, Yuna started asking Naomi questions instead. At first Naomi was shocked but when the questions began to pile up the white Jinko eventually got used to it. Yuna asked also how old she was. Naomi answered truthfully, that she was fifteen years old. Yuna also asked where she came from, Naomi answered. “A Jinko village to the north actually, where everyone has white fur like me!” She bragged seemingly proud of her special trait. Yuna getting caught up in the mood looked at Naomi with big eyes and said with a voice of awe “Thats... Awesome!” Naomi was walking with her chest puffed out and paws on her waist in pride for awhile after that comment. Yuna then commented on how weird she looked.

<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:15px;white-space:pre-wrap;">When they finally made it to the port city to take the ferry over both of them was exhausted. A small red oni and a white furred Jinko resting in the middle of the stone road, shouting “We’ve made it!” weird looks and whispers was directed at them but neither of them had any energy nor care to even notice it. They soon picked themselves up and headed to the port in, they even booked the room for three days. The ferry left everyday morning and noon anyways, so there was no rush.

<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:15px;white-space:pre-wrap;">Spending the first day at the inn drinking holstaurus milk and just sitting at the floor table. Neither of them drank any saké as Yuna was still too young and Naomi waves her hand saying “i don't want it to hinder me and dull my senses.” Although the true reason might be because she didn’t want to worry Yuna by drinking too much. Later that evening when the cold sea winds starts to blow, they exchanged the milk to warm green tea. Even if they were mamono cold is still cold and something warm to drink to heat up before going to sleep. The rest of the evening they just sat and chatted and eating snacks. And then went to sleep in the standard position, even if there were more than one bed, Yuna still slept on Naomi.

<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:15px;white-space:pre-wrap;">In two days they will leave, but before that they took their precious time enjoying themselves. They explored the port town, visited shops and tasted various food’s. Although Yuna mostly was in a good mood sometimes Naomi would catch her staring at the horizon, in the direction her mother was resting.

<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:15px;white-space:pre-wrap;">The last few days went past in a blink of an eye and they suddenly found themselves boarding the ferry. Soon they would arrive at Zipangu. Naomi had now decided on what she would do with Yuna.