A Chorus In The Darkness (1x1 with Jikkah)

She looked down at the floor, suddenly rather aware of her situation. “I-I lost my job at the factory... I’ve lost the rest of my family... I have no choice other than returning to my life as a prostitute otherwise..”
 
She bowed her head, looking like she could’ve cried. “Thank you very much.” She said softly, thanking him once more before the other servants escorted her to where the cattle would be housed, on the fourth floor.
 
She would always smell Amaya, but never saw her, and on a few occasions during dinner, she would smell her in the room itself- rather her blood. She watched as the man Yukimura called lord drank a goblet full of what was her friends blood. It had to be, it reeked of Amaya. What had happened? Was he the reason behind all of the locals going missing? Had Amaya been taken too?
 
Akihime had to control herself from smacking Masamune's cup out of his hand. How dare he take her friend and drink her blood? He wasn't the kind man Yukimura said he was at all. "I-I have to find her...she's here, I-I know it...!"
 
Yukimura looked over to Akihime with concerned eyes, looking a bit confused, but Masamune wasn’t one for dinner chatter; he’d have to ask her after.
 
"What are you mumbling about?" Masamune passed her a narrow glance. Akihime's gaze shot to his goblet.
"That blood. It's her blood. It's Amaya's. Where is she?"
"Who?" Masamune snorted. Akihime nearly shot across the table.
"My best friend, you heartless bastard!!"
 
Megohime slammed down her goblet, nearly spilling out the blood within. “Girl, I know you think simply because you’ve been brought back from death you have gained some sort of... Power... but know you’re still lower on the food chain here than pig shit.” She hissed.
 
"Relax, it's fine. She knows attacking me leaves her without a home." He said. Akihime sat back down and apologized softly; she should have known better.
 
Yukimura sat with his fists clenched, in the same situation as Akihime; were he to even verbally attack Megohime, there would be dire consequences. He looked to Akihime, offering her a soft apology before returning to his own meal.
Megohime scoffed and dipped unhappily at the goblet full of blood, not enjoying it cold.
 
Yukimura excused himself as well, following after Akihime. “A-Akihime..!” He called as he hurried to her side. “What were you talking about? Amaya-dono’s blood?” Could he not smell her the way Akihime could? Maybe he just wasn’t as familiar with her scent was all.
 
She looked distraught, nodding as she looked up at her husband, "Amaya is here somewhere, Yukimura-sama...I've been smelling her for days...and now her blood? Why, what did she do to deserve this fate...?!"
 
Amaya? Here? Yukimura had an inkling of an idea that Masamune had hired some human cattle rather than take humans from the neighboring lands due to the human suspicion of monsters in the vicinity.
“I’ll speak with Masamune-dono... See if there’s any such woman matching her description... I pray that she is alright.” He said, reaching for Akihime’s hands, then stopping.
 
He refused to touch her ever since he brought her back; sharing a bed was just as difficult. Ahe repulsed him now, she was ugly to him. Her unbeating heart ached for affections she would probably never receive from him again. Her gaze dropped and she nodded, clasping her hands together so he didn't have to touch her. "Arigatou...Yukimura-sama..."
 
Yukimura was terrified to even look at her, yes she was undead now just like him, but he was a monster among monsters. He hurt her once, and surely, in his monstrous nature, he’d hurt her again. He nodded before turning to head off in search of Kojurou first, knowing better than to disturb Masamune during his meal.
 
He could hear her swallowing heartbroken sobs as he walked away.
Kojurou was finishing the last of the cooking to replenish the weakened cattle when Yukimura found him. "Ah, Sanada-dono. How can I help you?"
 
Yukimura looked distressed and weakened himself, but kept his manners. “Katakura-dono, my wife tells me she’s smelled her friends scent here; a woman named Amaya, and wishes to know her fate, would you know of any such person?”
 
Yukimura clenched his fists. “She hasn’t been slain, has she? Is she one of the people who came here for job?”
 
"We do not slay the cattle, Sanada-dono...I take some of their blood and feed it to Masamune-sama and you three and I feed them to keep them healthy. Amaya-dono is fine." He stated.
 
Yukimura felt his investing heart sink and he gave a nod. “Thank you.” He bowed his head. “I’m sure Akihime would be more than glad to know she is alive and well.” He knew she wouldn’t take the news easily, that she would want to speak with her friend immediately.
 
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