Thread of Fate *1x1 with Jikkah*

[Jikkah]

“No! I ain’ta lady! I’m a man, and I’ll wear men’s clothes!” She snapped at Hideie, throwing down the sword and the stone to sharpen his blades.

 

[DarkMudkip]

He grabbed her and started to remove her hakama and gi, "You are not a man!" He snapped, "You are a woman and you will act like one!"

 

[Jikkah]

Ren struggled and kicked hard, face flushed red. “Get off of me! Don’ touch me you swine!” She ground out as she struggled against the older man.

 

[DarkMudkip]

"Stop struggling!" He snapped, ripping the gi, "Just put on the damned furisode!"

 

[Jikkah]

“I ain’ta girl!” Ren snapped, struggling to keep on the hakama, and at the same time, trying to push Hideie away.

 

[DarkMudkip]

He gave up and threw the furisode at her, "You won't eat or see the healer until you put that on!"

 

[Jikkah]

Ren only kicked the garment away, backing into the corner and holding her pants up. “Tha’s fine with me!” She hissed.

 

[DarkMudkip]

He fumed and left his room angrily. Why did he have to get stuck with the stubborn ones?

 

[Jikkah]

This would continue for days, Ren refusing to change into the appropriate clothing and ending up in a fight over the matter, but she still refused to give in.

 

[DarkMudkip]

Hideie started to become violent; he would slap Ren and pull her hair, easily tossing her around because of how small she was.

 

[Jikkah]

Ren silently endured all of the abuse, others in the army would indulge themselves in on it too; tripping or pushing her to the ground, she was soon covered in bruises.

 

[DarkMudkip]

"Hey, Ren-chan," The men called, "We heard you were having a hard time with your furisode, we wanted to help."

 

[Jikkah]

Ren was busy running Hideie’s suit of armor down to the smiths to have it fixed were the metal was cracked. “I ain’t need help with anythin’, ‘specially not a dress..” He muttered with a scowl.

 

[DarkMudkip]

He was suddenly grabbed and forced to the ground, "C'mon, you gotta look pretty for Ukita-dana." One said as they started undressing him.

 

[Jikkah]

The armor clattered to the floor and Ren started to thrash, opening his mouth to scream. “Don’ touch me-!” A hand clamped over his mouth, and his arms and legs pinned to the floor.

 

[DarkMudkip]

They pulled off the hakama and gi, struggling with his thrashing, before pushing the robes and furisode onto his body, a couple others sloppily doing his hair.

 

[Jikkah]

There wasn’t much hair to work with, tears flooding down Ren’s cheeks which were bright red. He squeezed his eyes shut, shame burning in his chest.

 

[DarkMudkip]

They finished the obi for the furisode and cackled down at him, "There now~ a proper young woman~"

 

[Jikkah]

Ren rolled onto his side and pulled himself to his hands and knees, wiping away his tears before reaching for the hakama discarded on the floor, shaking slightly.

 

[DarkMudkip]

"Ah ah." They pulled the hakama and the gi away, "You're fine dressed as you are."

 

[Jikkah]

Tears of frustration and humiliation poured down Ren’s cheeks, and he turned his head away before simply grabbing the dropped armor and hurrying off dressed in the furisode.

 

[DarkMudkip]

They laughed after him, finding it hilarious that he was so easily offended and embarrassed.

 

[Jikkah]

Ren brought the armor to the smiths, leaving it before quickly returning to Hideie’s room, trying to fight back tears as he moved and sat in wait for his lord to return; why was everyone so cruel?

 

[DarkMudkip]

When Hideie did return, he seemed to have a petty pride about him, "I see you finally changed your mind."

 

[Jikkah]

Ren didn’t say anything, just kept his mouth shut and flared at the floor, shaking still.