Plucked By An English Rose

Plucked By An English Rose

Status: Finished

Genre: Gay and Lesbian

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Status: Finished

Genre: Gay and Lesbian

Summary

The story of innocent Kohaku taken in by a english brothel owner only addressed as the Baron.

Summary

The story of innocent Kohaku taken in by a english brothel owner only addressed as the Baron.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Plucked By An English Rose

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the story of innocent Kohaku taken in by a english brothel owner only adressed as the Baron.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: January 19, 2011

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: January 19, 2011

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The story about to be told happens long before now. In the time when samurai and honor was receding into the background of Japanese society. This is a story of three boys who grew into men. And the tale of how they fell in love. The story begins as all do, at the beginning. At this time, Japan was assimilating itself into the cultures of others and times were changing. While the streets of poverty stayed the same, riches were being made elsewhere. And as anyone would know, where there is money, there is a thief there to steal it.

“Stop right there!” Yelled the sweaty merchant from behind a stall. He was chasing after two boys, both young in age but not experience. The younger of the two, Kohaku, who was not very well known as a thief since it was his first time stealing, was having a lot of fun. At the age of seven, everything was fun. Gin, a ten year old trouble maker, was more than a usual thief in the neighborhood. He came by sometimes just to mess with people.

Their hands full of food and money, Kohaku and Gin ran. Around the corner, passed the guard and through the grass fields they ran with their bounty. No one could catch them. They were as free as the birds they ran beneath. Out of breath and satisfied with a day’s work, Kohaku and Gin sat back in the grassy field as the pursuers passed them by. When the air was silent, they finally spoke.

“Why do we take their food, brother?” Kohaku asked as he rummaged through the pile of goods for a snack. “They always get angry and chase us around. Is what we do bad?” He looked up at the older boy for guidance.

“No, we haven’t done anything bad, Kohaku.” Gin replied already half way through his meal. “We take their food because they refuse to share. They have more than enough for themselves but insist on hording it all to themselves. Besides if we don’t take their food, all those rich folk will get fat off their asses and never move again.” The two laughed at the joke, forgetting that they were poor, dirty and wanted.

They got up and decided it was time to go home. Hand in hand they walked the mile of treacherous ground in order to get home to the secluded shack hidden from normal travelers. The shack was as run down as it could possibly be without falling to pieces. The board creaked as they walked and the ceiling leaked in the winter but it was better than nothing at all. After storing away their stolen goods they went main room to greet their eldest brother. The second they opened to the door, a shout filled the room.

“What did you two do now?!” Hideyoshi, their eldest brother shouted from the fire pit. He was cooking dinner. At fifteen, he did almost all the work for their makeshift family. He looked the most different of the family. Hide was the only one of them with black hair and blue eyes. Gin had dark brown hair and green eyes. Kohaku’s hair was light brown with big, dark brown eyes. The three were beautiful despite their age and status. It was because of that, that Hide-nii was the only one allowed to work.

“How do you know we did anything, Hide-nii?” Gin asked innocently. Hideyoshi always knew when the two caused trouble. No matter how well they tried to hide it, Hide-nii always figured it out. Hide didn’t say anything. His glare said it all. Kohaku and Gin sobered and bowed respectively to their older brother.

“We’re sorry, Hide-nii.” They said in unison. The eldest still glared, holding their dinner away from them. The two looked at each other and sighed. “We promise not to steal again.” Silence met their promise. After a sigh, Hide surrendered the bowls of gruel to the two kids. They attacked the food with vengeance. The two were hungry despite their pervious snack. They had to store their food for the winter. After dinner, the three talked. They asked about their eldest brother’s day at work and such. They didn’t know what he did but he had told them the pay was great.

After cleaning up the mess that dinner created the brothers sat together. The three sat near the fire, huddled under their single blanket. Their clothes reeked and their bodies were sweaty and dirty but it was warm. They fell asleep, content and warm

The next day, Kohaku woke up all alone. Despite this, he wasn’t scared. Hide always left before dawn and Gin was a loner at times so he left by himself just for the heck of it. The one rule was that Kohaku wasn’t allowed to leave the forest and go out to the town by himself. He’d done it before and nearly got kidnapped. That never stopped him. Today however he decided to finally listen to his brother and stay in the forest. That didn’t mean he’d stay inside.

After looking for a change of clothes, Kohaku left the hut with a skip I his step. It wasn’t often that he found soap to bath. The little he had was just enough to get the smell off him. Hide always smelled clean and Gin never cared so it was Kohaku’s personal luxury. The river was cold when he arrived. He dived right in. the cold stung at first but gradually got better. He could already feel the weeks of grim sliding off his skin. Scrubbing as hard as he could, his skin was getting smoother by the second. A sound rang out.

At first, Kohaku thought it might be a pervert again but this sound was different. It was crying. The sound was faint but definitely there. Washing off the suds, Kohaku walked out the water and ran toward the sound. What he found was a spirit. The sound was coming from a small boy. There was nothing to tell that he was a boy but Kohaku knew. He wore lavish clothes of gold’s and silvers. His kimono was trailing behind him like a tail and only his head could be scene. Kohaku had only seen such figures in legends. Legends of gods and spirits told to scare children. His hair was long and black, like Hide-nii and his skin looked so pale, almost sickly.

“Are you a Kitsune?” Kohaku asked in awe. The boy looked up. His face was covered in dirt and grime. Somehow that made Kohaku feel better as he approached the boy. The boy how ever looked nervous and moved back. He whispered something behind his hand.

“What did you say?” Kohaku asked.

“You’re naked!” The boy cried, his face flushed behind the layer of dirt. Kohaku looked down and saw that he was naked. What was the big deal?

“Yea, I was bathing in the river and…” He stopped, and thought for a moment. Suddenly, he walked up to the boy, grabbed his sleeved hand and proceeded to drag him. The boy was shocked but said nothing. Midway the boy started to complain. Kohaku’s only response was and whisper. “Trust me.” The two walked through the trees together hand in hand. When they got to the river, Kohaku ran and jumped in. Looking back he saw the boy still stood where he was left, looking lost. Kohaku ran back out and proceded to strip the boy of his lavish clothes.

“What are you doing?!” the boy cried. He didn’t fight it though. “How are you supposed to get wet with your nice clothes on?” Kohaku questioned. The boy looked confused. Kohaku smiled and explained.

“You were crying because you were sad, right?” The boy looked away but nodded. “For me, when I’m sad, I play in the water. So that’s what we’re going to do. Now take off that junk.” Kohaku walked back to the water.

“But these clothes are special, aren’t they?” They boy asked, half unclothed.

“They look nice and everything but they would only get in the way of playing.” He replied. With a smile the boy dumped his clothes on the ground and ran to the river. He shivered as the clod race up his kin but smile as Kohaku looked back. The two played and played all day. They also bathed each other. The act was a bit intimate for two who hadn’t even exchanged a proper introduction but the two didn’t care. After Kohaku’s hair was rinsed he saw the boys clean face. He was a foreigner.

“You look pretty weird.” He said. The boy flinched. He looked uncertain.

“D-does that matter?” He asked uncertainly. The boy was obviously rich. One could tell just by looking. If Kohaku didn’t care about that why would he care if he was from far away?

“No. why would it? It just makes you look more like a Kitsune. Kitsune are supposed to look different.” Kohaku replied with a smile. The two sat on a rock watching the waves on the water’s surface and the scenery. It was a peaceful place.

“What’s that on your leg?” the boy asked suddenly. Kohaku looked down to see what he was talking about. It was his birth mark. It was located on his upper thigh and it was shaped like a crescent moon.

“This is a birth mark. Me and my brothers have similar marks but in different places. My eldest brother has a full moon and my second eldest has a half moon. I was told that if the three of us ever got separted, we would use these marks to find each other.” Kohaku looked up and saw that the boy was staring at the mark very closely. Waving a hand in front of his eyes, Kohaku spoke again.

“You ok?” Kohaku asked. The boys face turned beet red.

“I’m sorry!” He practically screamed. Jumping off the rock, the boy dashed for the shore. Kohaku did the same. The boy was faster than he looked though. By the time Kohaku got to the shore, the boy had dried off and started to get dress. Just when the boy was about to leave, Kohaku said.

“We had a lot of fun today, didn’t we?” Silence met his words. Without looking back, Kohaku started to get dressed as well. “Will you come by again, Kitsune-kun?” For a while Kohaku wondered if the boy had left. He was too scared to turn around to find out.

“Alright.” Was the only response. Kohaku turned to see the boy disappear into the forest. Just like a fox spirit. With a smile on his face, Kohaku dashed home. The sun had set on a new friendship. Hopefully tomorrow would be just as fun.


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