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A Chorus In The Darkness (1x1 with Jikkah)

She opened her eyes and smiled up at him, shaking her head. “I’m glad you did... I wouldn’t want to miss you..”
 
She nodded and laid her head on his chest, holding his hand to her lips and kissing his knuckles gently.
 
The year was 1506, and off the coast of Shikoku lived a young man in a nearby fishing village, an orphan, living on his own since his tender years, one with a love of the sea that certainly didn’t go unnoticed.
 
He sat in his little fishing boat, his wild snow white hair pulled into a ponytail as he did his fishing for the week. Any time he caught a turtle or a form of sealife that wasn't meant for his net, he would return it. He grew up with the tale of Urashima, the fisherman who was brought to the Dragon Palace after saving a sea turtle. He had done this for years, hoping for an emissary to appear, and he was close to giving up.
 
Motochika always felt like there were eyes on him, but whenever he looked around, he never saw anyone.
That day as he was fishing, the thought crossed his mind that maybe the stories of Urashima were just that- stories- then he felt the tides shift beneath him and the soft splash of water. Had he caught another turtle in his net?
 
He sighed and leaned over to grab the net and start to pull, "Alright, ya git, let's untangle ya. If it's you again, Yama, I'm gonna be real pissed."
 
What Motochika hauled up out of the water wasn’t a sea turtle, but a woman, blinking up at Motochika with curious eyes. For a moment, she looked like a regular human girl, but the longer he stared, the more she didn’t look human. Her skin had a blueish tint to it, and scales peppered her flesh, as well as two small fins protruding from her head were her ears should have been.
 
He stared for a moment. And then a moment longer. Before it finally clicked together what he was staring at.
"Are...Are you from the Dragon Palace...?" He asked softly, blushing faintly.
 
She was stunning, hair like squids ink flowing freely in the water behind her, features gentle and grey eyes glued to him. She nodded before speaking up, voice sounding like the gentle lapping of waves. “Yes, I am Nanahime, and I’ve been sent to thank you for saving all of the friends of the sea.” She said softly, golden scales glittering in the sun. She seemed shy, ears lowered against her head and her voice almost too quiet to hear.
 
He could hardly contain his joy. "I can't believe it...! Are we going to go to the Dragon Palace? I'm so excited, I've only dreamed of this day...! I didn't know the emissary would be such a beautiful princess...!"
 
Her eyes widened a bit and her ears twitched at the word beautiful, blue cheeks flushing.
She took a moment to collect herself before holding out a hand, small sharp nails and webbed fingers. “W-We can go as soon as you’re ready..”
 
Nana pulled Motochika overboard and into the water, and before he could even registered what she was doing, she had cupped his cheeks and kissed him. The kiss only lasted a moment, but when she pulled away, he felt light. Not only light headed, but his entire body felt light.
 
He gasped sharply and struggled as if he would begin to drown, but stopped when he realized he could breathe normally. "Whoa..." He muttered, face flushed brightly.
 
The Dragonion only offered him a smile, a lot smaller than she looked before he entered the water, and he did notice that he didn’t seem to be floating back up to the surface, simply staying where he was under the water. He also noticed however that she was hardly wearing any clothing, only a knee-length, thin transparent fabric dress, the fabric luminous like a jellyfish.
 
She nodded and held his hand tightly before she started to swim down toward the inky abyss below them, and soon it seemed like they would swim all the way into the underworld, but soon Motochika could make out a light, then two, then three. Before him was a large palace beneath them, it was like nothing Motochika had ever seen, the palace looking like it was made from carved shell and bone, lined with pearls.
 
They made it to the castle gates in minutes, and both of their feet touched the cool sea floor, Nana letting go of his hand and walking foward like they were on land, though her hair still flowed behind her like she was actually submerged. “Come, Father is waiting.” She said gently.
 
He nodded quickly, trying to look around as much as he could. When the entered the main hall, there were lady dragonians dancing and entertaining many guests, some human and others members of the dragonian court. At the head if the room sat an elderly man dressed in fine cloths and gems from the sea, a chair beside him sat empty - more than likely for Nana.
"The king...!" Motochika gasped.
 
Nana stopped before the throne and bowed to the king, motioning to Motochika. “Father, this is the man from Shikoku who has rescued countless sea turtles among many other of our cherished sea life.”
 
The king gestured Motochika closer and he scampered to bow at the king's feet.
"You are very kind to do such a thing young man." He said. Motochika flushed.
"My intentions were rather selfish, however.." He admitted.
 
Nana moved from behind Motochika and took her seat in the chair beside the king, who easily dwarfed the both of them.
 
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