A Quiet Night at Home [Private]

[Hoshirei]

It had been a while since Hoshirei had come back into the village, but it was the first time since then that she had found a moment of solitude, a moment to just breathe in the essence of home. She walked into Maki and her room and loosened her obi. Hoshirei unraveled the obi from around her waist and gently folded it flat and put it with the rest of her obi. The ties of her yukata followed and then the yukata itself gently opened and fell from her shoulders. Folding yukata helped her center herself and fall into an almost zone. It was not long until it was folded and put away.

With a soft sigh, she lay herself on the couch and soaked in the feeling of serenity their quarters brought her. She was not alone for long before Mouna decided to make a flying leap onto Hoshirei's stomach. Hoshirei coughed slightly before laughing as the fully-grown Maine Coon landed on her person. Mouna just mewed in Hoshirei's face before butting her little kitty head against Hoshirei's. A soft smile graced Hoshirei's countenance and she pet Mouna's soft fur.

After a few moments of petting, she gently moved until she was on her side with Mouna curled against her stomach. "Let's take a quick nap, eh, Mouna?" she asked with a few scritches underneath the cat's chin. Mouna made a happy noise and settled down with a rumbling purr. Hoshirei gave her one last smile before making herself comfortable. She finagled a pillow under her head and pulled the blanket off the back of the couch. Finally comfortable, Hoshirei allowed herself to doze, a soft smile on her face.

[Topic Ended unless Maki decides to join.]

 

[Kairyuu]

It had, in Maki’s mind, been far too long since he got to just relax. He had been a man driven the past months, something that was forced onto him by conditions out of his control. He could only react to such terrible deeds as he had by trying to focus on something so his mind did not shatter further. And while he was not better, and indeed he so very doubted he ever would be; he was at the least less of a mess. And he was able to feel proper happiness even if every moment it was threatened to be ruined by a stray neuron in his brain firing in the wrong direction.



He makes his way into their bedroom quietly, having been informed by the staff that she was in there. Maki pauses as he lets the door shut behind him without even a click, his eyes falling on his wife as she slumbers before him on the couch with a purring cat balled up at her stomach. He silently slides his jacket off, hanging it by the door before removing his shoes to likewise be put away without a sound. Shirt and pants follow, leaving him in only his undergarments. This was just fine with him.



The Sennin sneaks across the room, his travels so soundless that the cat doesn’t even stir. He makes his way to the opposite door of their room and slides it open, revealing the balcony and, far more important to his goal, the large hot water pool built into said balcony. As he’d requested on his entry, the staff had turned on the pumps below to allow hot water circulation. Not scalding, no no. But very relaxing to one with such a tightness as he had of late.



Once more he creeps across the room, and this time the cat purrs before yawning as his hands slide between his wife and the couch, lifting her free suddenly and bounding across the room with, at this point a likely protesting and semi-awake women in his arms. And with a leap, a wet, wide awake, and probably unhappy woman in his arms. And a very confused cat on a couch wondering where the soft human went.

 

[Hoshirei]

Hoshirei started waking when Maki lifted her off the couch. Her eyes fluttered but she remained relaxed as they headed in the direction of their bedroom. As soon as she felt Maki leap forward, her eyes flew open and her arms latched onto his shoulders. A startled yelp flew out of her mouth as soon as she hit the water.

She came up out of the warm water spluttering and glared at her husband. She then looked down at her sopping wet clothes and sighed heavily. At least she wasn't still in her yukata. Hoshirei reached down, untied her under robe's tie, and unraveled it from around her waist. She slowly pulled it into a soaking ball and gave Maki a very small smile before launching the scrunched up ball of fabric at his chest.

As unhappy as she was to be awakened by immersion, the warm water felt good and it was nice to see Maki being somewhat playful. She pulled her under robe off her shoulders and grimaced as it stuck to her arms. The fabric then tried to entangle itself around her legs and she had to work it away and into the water. Once it was finally off, she bunched it into a ball and lobbed it toward the entrance to the balcony, keeping it just outside when it could drain a bit without destroying their bedroom floor.

Hoshirei gave Maki another less than pleased look after her robe landed with a splat. "Well good evening, husband. Playful mood tonight?"