Taisho era of japan.. Slayers,workers,festivals,fighters.

One Night,you were just walking home from a festival..it was late,cold,but your kimono kept you warm… You were suddenly grabbed by a large oni..you heard the myths and was very naive to walk home alone at the time where the monsters came out. She screamed and struggled..feeling the angry looking creature squeeze you until a swift yet sharp movement was heard..then you saw the Oni’s head detach from its body. You were shocked..the large hand holding you dropped you and thats when you were caught by a man..a man with tiger genes..orange hair that faded to white that was a little spiky,those blue eyes and those pure fangs.. The two of you made eye contact and thats when you swore you saw a tint of red come onto his cheeks. Before you could thank him,you were put down and he jumped into the air,jumping onto tree to tree until he disappeared.

Who was that man? You wondered.

Months had passed..you have been getting letters with flowers. Words that sounded sweet and poetic. Such touching words..You wondered who it was. Until one night,you caught them in the act..it was the same man you saved you..

Ever since you knew it was him..you two grew closer and closer. Lovers. He was shy,timid,nervous and very sweet yet explosive out of flusteredness. Yet you were the only one allowed to touch him in such ways..ways to make him pure,make him weak.. You began to notice how protective and offensive he was of you,yet it all made your heart melt.

Currently,you were waiting for his arrival in your big minka estate. Sitting on your futon,you felt eyes piercing through you..a tiger-like gaze. He was here..