tampered | Log; ONGOING

When; December 04, following up this conversation.
Rating; TBA
Characters; Noh [

sans_dimension] and Mitsuhide [

silk_in_ebony]
Summary; Sleeping Beauty is awakened by a second wish.
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They had all disappointed her.

Even now, Noh still felt the pain of Nobunaga's leaving upon a path she could not follow; yet it had been easier to bear with her husband's loyal vassal and sister sharing the loss, and when Mitsuhide had arrived, she had found herself able to smile now and then, without any mask. But then they started to trickle through the City's gasp, following in Nobunaga's footsteps, until only her and Mitsuhide remained. It was painful, but Mitsuhide understood. Their hearts shared the same despair and longing. They were not yet alone. So why had he wished himself into an eternal sleep?

Her family had abandoned her.

But Mitsuhide, unlike the others, was still within her reach. He could be returned to her. He would be.

Noh smiled calmly as her dark eyes took in Yuuko's beauty, and she stepped back to allow the other woman into the apartment.

Once the door had been closed behind them, she said smoothly, "Lord Mitsuhide is through here. Come," before she lead the Dimensional Witch into the bedroom where the samurai tossed and turned in his sleep.

A wish had caused this trouble; Noh knew only a wish-giver would be able to give her the answer she desperately seeked. How could he be freed?

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Mitsuhide just looked confused at that comment, not really understanding. No time? It made no sense to him. But neither did he care that much. He just cared about his mother.

"That's... my Mama, yeah..." he said, gentle tears rolling down their faces. "Mama is... all red now..."

He looked down at the beloved woman. Her hair was all fanned out around her, the only part of her not covered in blood. So like his own...

"She is dead." The words came simply, without cruelty or sympathy--simple, calming fact. But in the next breath she smiled softly, and settled a hand against his slender shoulder.

"She is gone now, and cannot come back. No one can bring back the dead, not even me. But you are still alive, and don't you think she would want you to be strong, not trapped in endless sorrow."

Mitsuhide heard the woman's words, and stood motionless for a while. Trapped..? Endless sorrow... it was strange, but her words stirred something within. A warrior. The man the ten year old would become, the man he would become with this memory locked away. Pure, honourable... living for the sake of others.

But...

"I never really said goodbye to Mama..." he sniffed. "I just ran away and forgot about it. Can I... can I say goodbye?"

Children, despite being dirty and loud, could be quite charming, and Yuuko's smile deepened.

"Of course you can say goodbye. Do you believe she will hear you? If you do, then she will hear you."

Mitsuhide nodded. She would hear him... he knew that deeply. Perhaps she had always been waiting for it to be said, somehow. Leaning down to be closer to his mother, his kissed a bloodless spot on her cheek.

"Umm... bye bye, Mama. I'm sorry I wouldn't remember about this before. I won't forget you now, I promise. I love you."

Standing up again, he turned back to the woman. His eyes were filled with tears, but there was a grim certainty behind the wetness.

"I... will come now..."

Yuuko held out a hand for the boy, and taking it firmly in hers, looked upwards into the darkness.

"We're going back now," she said, before taking a step and rising with him back to reality.

He took the hand, slightly hesitantly, but the moment he did so there was darkness all around... and then light.

And it burned.

Sitting with a sudden jolt, the magic broken, Mitsuhide brought his hands to eyes in order to try and dull the pain. Forgetting all else for a moment, he squinted tightly until the burning faded away.

Then reality flooded in, bringing a harsh feeling to his chest and heart.

He had given in to his sorrow. What had been thinking? How selfish! How foolish! What did an eternal sleep do for him, really? Escapism... just like he'd run his whole life from his mother's death...

"No... NO!" he declared, slamming a fist into the bed. "How could I do something so STUPID!"

In the time that had passed, Noh herself had taken a seat in the room; at the sudden motion she lifted her gaze, and turned towards the commotion. "So it is done..." she said softly, as she watched Mitsuhide's struggle with the light.

She cast a glance to Yuuko, before she rose to her feet and made her way over to the side of Mitsuhide's bed, watching his self-loathing as she floated across the floor.

Once at his side, without a word, she placed one of her own hands over Mitsuhide's fist, and then softly brushed his cheek with the other. She offered him a sad smile and a tender, pained gaze, before she leant in and pressed a kiss to his forehead.

"That is enough, Mitsuhide," she said quietly, as she pulled back.

"Quite enough," Yuuko said smiling, rising gracefully as if she had only just sat down. She brushed back her hair with a hand and let her fingers rest against the butterfly nestled in her belt. The union of Oda Nobunaga and his bride. It was well received.

"Choices have been made. Prices paid~ And now it is time to move forward. The past cannot be changed."

Sharing her own secret smile--for indeed, hadn't she just changed the past, as most would see it?--she relaxed into more languid a manner and regarded them both with a slightly expectant smile. "Now.. I'm sure we'd all enjoy something refreshing?"

[ooc; sorrrryy i took so long;;; I ended up having to get my bed lol]

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