/jp/ - Otaku Culture

I'd dealt with Satori and Lady Patchouli, then Akyuu and Miss Kosuzu, followed by Shameimaru, and finally finishing with Raiko and Lady Hecatia. "...You know, I can't really decide with is worse. You had to deal with a bigger variety of people." I'd only had to repeat some information rather than all of it, too. "Hmm..." I thought that Yamame's situation was probably worse. "Yeah, you might be right..." She trailed off slightly, bringing her hands down and pulling mine with them. This brought us a little bit closer together. So, feeling a little emboldened by my newfound status as Yamame's husband, I pulled her slightly closer, bringing my head down so that I could kill her upon the lips properly. "Mhm..." She smiled warmly as I pulled away. "Feels different, kissing like this. Like everything's coming into focus for the first time." She smiled up at me, and I smiled back.

"Perfect." Said Shameimaru, her camera rather close by. This made Yamame squeeze my hands very tightly as she jumped. "I wanted some candid shots." She leaned in slightly, smirking. "And you didn't disappoint. Plenty of good stuff here. Now, let's move onto the main pictures, shall we? We'll start with the two of you and work our way outward."

"Suddenly, I feel like we've made a terrible mistake." Yamame murmured to me as Shameimaru stepped back slightly and raised her camera.


"Suddenly, I feel like I'm in the mood for fried crow." Miss Yuuka's voice was just barely holding steady. Her eye had twitched three times in the last few minutes. "How many pictures does she need of us? If it weren't for the fact that there is no one else to take pictures today, I'd slaughter her where she stands."

It already felt like it had been an eternity. Shameimaru had made Yamame and I take plenty of pictures in various poses, and once we were done with that, she'd asked Reimu and Kisami to join us - As the big sisters, apparently - which had then taken slightly less time, but not by much. It had just gotten worse from there, much like in the morning. Keine and Akiru, then one with all the sisters - which took far longer -followed by whatever assortment of guests Shameimaru's mind had been able to devise. Finally, at what seemed to be the end, it was Yamame and I, Miss Yuuka, Akiru, Kisami, Reimu, Tenshi, and finally, Kasen. I really had no idea what the theming here was supposed to be, but Shameimaru had been the one yelling all of the names, so I figured that everyone would just demand answers from her rather than from Yamame and me.

"Alright...Last one! Smile like you're going to be struck with deadly disease if you don't!" She finally, finally took the last picture, and a collective sigh ran through both the group of us who were there before running through everyone else who had been roped into some form of picture. Seeing as that was more or less everyone in the Garden of the Sun, I wasn't surprised that the volume of the sigh just seemed to grow. "Done!" Shameimaru called happily. "Pictures are finished!"

"Oh, that's such a relief..." Yamame sighed, finally allowing her body to relax slightly. I was stiff too, and I wanted a nap now. But the golden hour was almost over, and I was certain that I needed food more than anything else. I looked over at Reimu, who'd managed to curtail the extremely severe expression that seemed to only appear in pictures, like it was something that just happened when she saw Shameimaru and a camera together.

Maybe that made more sense than I thought.

Either way, I looked over at Reimu and asked her if she knew what had happened with the wedding set up in regards to food. "Er...I was told that they'd worked something out." ...And? "And - I don't actually know. Tell that - What was her name? - Er...The Tall One...Reiko. Tell her, Reiki, not me." I thought about it for a moment, then scanned the people milling about. Yes - there was Reiko, watching as Yura and Nai spoke about something excitedly. well, since the pictures were done,

I nodded and headed off at a slight jog in Reiko's direction. Spotting me coming, she turned to look at me. Yamame followed sedately behind me, and the others who had been in the last picture began to disperse. "Reiki." Reiko. We both nodded at each other. "Lovely ceremony...Dear brother." I stammered something and probably blushed slightly. It was very strange indeed to be called that. Getting myself back under control, I asked Reiko if she'd been in charge of food plans. "Er..." She did that thing where she tried to sweep her hair back. "No, that was Ruka's job - But she did inform me. If you wait...Ooh, about one minute from now, they should be arriving." Arriving? Who? "Well...Let's just say that Yams isn't the only one who liked the oni of old." I didn't get it. But, I really didn't have to wait long at all before I spotted something in the last vestiges of the day light. A whole bunch of shadows approaching, tiny in size.

Since a Sekistory has now been written, perhaps someone should write a Spiderstory?