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rrozeta · 9 months

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yumeross · 1 year

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. . . We all pretend to be the heroes on the good side but what if we’re the villains on the other ...

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m1d-45 · 2 years

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new hopes

summary: shinobu and itto find you on the beach hiding from the shogunate, and decide to help

-> warnings: n/a! just general imposter sagau things

-> lowercase intended!

the night is calm.

shinobu walks along a road near the beach, taking itto from the police station again. they’re taking a detour so they can both enjoy the night, and the cool breeze is helping to soothe heated tempers. she’s less mad than normal, since this time he’s not in trouble for causing a ruckus, only for speaking up about the ‘imposter’ situation, but still. he should know better, especially when the authorities aren’t his biggest fans.

he suddenly stops, a hand tapping at her shoulder for her attention. “shinobu, look!”

she does, leaning forward to see you sitting on the beach. you don’t seem to be in the best of shape, and though outlander merchants are often left with nothing, this… feels different.

she’s not sure why, but she’s not going to get involved, that’s-

itto grabs her arm and pulls her with him as he walks over to you, and she sighs.

-not going to happen.

“hey there!”

you jump, violently, and shinobu’s eyes narrow. itto doesn’t seem to notice, continuing down the beach.

“what are you doing out here?”

you stumble to your feet, fear evident in the moonlight, and shinobu stops itto with a harsh tug.

“i- i’m not-“

“we’re not with the shogunate,” she says, putting you out of your misery, and you relax somewhat. “what are you out here for? you’ll get sick.”

“i’m… i was hiding.”

“hiding?“ ittos loud voice makes you flinch again, and he seems to notice, lowering his volume significantly. “what are you hiding for?”

shinobu rolls her eyes. it’s clear, at least to her, what happened to you, and she pulls him behind her. “don’t mind him. why is the shogunate after you?”

you stare, distrustful, and she doesn’t blame you. “i dont know. i don’t know what i did. i barely got to give my name and-“

she politely ignores the way you choke up before even finishing, looking you over. the tears on your clothes are too neat to be simple wear, but you don’t match any wanted posters she’s seen.

“you didn’t do anything?”

“n-no, i just- i barely had a chance to walk into the city before i was stopped by guards.”

itto crossed his arms with a huff. “well, that’s just wrong! at the very least they should tell you what rules you broke, and to try and arrest you so quickly? i’ve barely met you and i know you’re trustworthy!”

“boss, you shouldn’t decide things so rashly-“

“oh, don’t be silly! and even if they end up causing trouble i’m still the one and oni!“

“boss-“

“come on, you really think it’s wise to leave somebody out like this? what kind of oni would i be if i let somebody walk around in winter like that without even trying to help?”

shinobu is not sure when or why the conversation shifted to ‘let’s help you’ instead of ‘who are you’ but… itto was right. you would quickly get sick with such clothes, and the shogunate would swiftly catch you without proper shoes. considering that they didn’t even list out your charges(something she’s fairly certain is illegal, but she might have to check with heizou on that) and that she herself feels like she can trust you..

she takes off her jacket, as small as it is, and puts it over your head. though you tense, she notices that you don’t move away when she gets close. odd.

“that should help hide you from any guards. when we get to the base, i’ll get you a proper mask like mine.”

you smile.

it’s late, so most of the gang is asleep, a fact shinobu is very grateful for. considering how much itto frightened you.. she doesn’t want to subject you to the raucous chatter of the whole gang just yet.

she brings you to the bathroom, showing you which bottles are which before promising to return with clothes.

hopefully genta won’t miss a set.

when you come out, collar askew and holding the extra layers in the hat, she wants to smile and punch a shogunate official at the same time. how could you be a threat? how could they need to arrest you when you apologize as she straightens out the ribbons? how could they take such drastic action against somebody who could barely figure out inazuman clothing?

she sits you down and gives you a plate of her specialty, omurice waltz. sure, it’s late, but she doubts you’ve eaten anything of substance in a while.

the speed with which it’s gone, almost like you’re afraid she’ll rip it away before you’re done, confirms it.

she’s definitely keeping you from the shogunate. anybody with eyes could see you’re not a threat, but it appears the police force has gone blind.

you weren’t sure how your life had taken so many wild turns after another. first you were almost arrested by the tenryou commission, and then you were resting by the beach, and now…

you sat in the corner of the gang’s dining room, some bowl of meat and rice in hand. though you’d been ushered in by itto—whose booming voice made you jump so high you’re surprised you didn’t hit the ceiling—and sat swiftly, he hadn’t spoken to you since. it was shinobu that had passed you your food, and the spoon you held since your grip wasn’t strong enough for chopsticks. she was not, however, the one to defend you when the gang started asking questions.

somebody sitting close to your corner turns, throwing an arm over his chair to point at you. “who is that by the way, boss?”

shinobu’s mouth opens, some diplomatic remark already on the tip of her tongue, most likely, but itto beats her to it.

“thats a refugee we found on the beach!” you’re a what-? “they were gonna get sick with the weather, and were hiding from the shogunate, so we took them in. shinobu told me that even her doushin friend didn’t know why they were being arrested, and he even helped divert the police!”

‘doushin friend’?

wait.

besides him, shinobu nods. “the most we could gather is that they were charged on no evidence, which is against the law. detective shikanoin is certain that they haven’t committed any crimes, and so they will be staying with us until it gets settled.”

‘detective shikanoin’…?

did shinobu know heizou?

you could feel your chances of survival rise with every second that went by.

“oh, alright then. what’s their name?”

“well you see, we kinda didn’t really have time for introductions since we were worried about the shogunate more than anything, so-“

shinobu sighs, and you’re suddenly frozen by her eyes on yours. “what’s your name?”

you remember your run-in with the guards, about how you barely got your first name out before they drew their spears-

you lie, give a fake name, and shinobu nods.

“hm… you mentioned them getting aggressive immediately after you introduced yourself, right?”

did you? you don’t really remember.

you nod anyway.

“i don’t remember seeing any cases with that name recently, but i’ll pass it on to detective shikanoin anyway. we’ll see what we can find.

a downside to having such a brilliant detective on your case was that he could expose you to everybody within an instant, and could probably predict your next move with pinpoint accuracy… but the possibility wasn’t as awful as having the shogunate itself after you. even if he ended up finding whatever file the tenryou commission had on you, being arrested at the hands of somebody you knew was a much better fate, in your opinion.

hed be a fatal enemy, for certain, but a perfect ally all the same.

the conversation had turned away from you, redirecting to some other crime the gang had accidentally committed. itto was waving around a half-empty glass, shinobu watching with amused eyes despite the harsh words coming from her mouth.

“you shouldn’t speak of the shogun that way.”

“why not? if she really had a problem with it, she’d strike me down with her lightning!”

“boss…”

the gang was loud, shouting across the table at each other and shoving those at their side in jest. the room was filled with the scent of spices and the sound of laughter, a sense of camaraderie and friendship settling in that you haven’t felt in a while.

perhaps…

perhaps you’d be alright.