SasuSaku Month – Day 3: Chemistry || [Fanfic] Omiai

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Title: Omiai

Rating: K+/PG

Notes: Today, they’re a bit long. First, I’d like to apologise for the delay, my modem stopped working early this morning and they couldn’t come to change it till a couple of hours ago.

Also, a word regarding Sakura. Though it must seem that she is a bit OOC in here (and maybe in the one before this), it is intentional. I wanted to make her like at the beginning of the manga, when Sakura is demure and charming in front of Sasuke to get his attention while her true feelings are voiced in her mind. Later on, as they get to know each other, you will see that she becomes more relaxed and open with her feelings when they’re together. Unfortunately, Sasuke will continue to use a more polite language and be reserved a bit longer, since he’s got no reason to be rude or angry with the world here ^^U

I’ve added a small glossary because this time I use a few Japanese words. Maybe you know them, so feel free to skip it 🙂

Words: 2834

Glossary:

omiai: traditional custom in which a woman and a man are introduced to each other to consider the possibility of marriage. There is a whole ritual behind it.

ryoukan:  a type of traditional Japanese inn usually providing meals as part of the stay. 

tokonoma: a built-in recessed space in a Japanese style reception room, in which items for artistic appreciation are displayed.

*The following three are part of swordmanship but different from each other:

kenjutsu:  the specific aspect of partnered sword training

battoujutsu:  the aspect focused upon the efficient draw of the sword, cutting down one’s enemy, and returning the sword to its scabbard.

iaijutsu: Also the Japanese art of drawing the sword. It tends to be technically more complex and focuses on perfecting form.

jujutsu: the art of using indirect force as opposed to direct force. The art’s aim is the ability to use an attacker’s force against him or her, and counter-attack where they are weakest or least defended.

tsuru: crane.

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OMIAI

The private room of the luxury ryoukan they had booked for the meeting was a Japanese style chamber exquisitely decorated with a low mahogany table, silk cushions and a beautiful scroll displaying a work of calligraphy on the tokonoma. The sunshine entered through the slightly opened sliding door at the back, which overlooked an elegant garden. The rhythmic sound of a bamboo fountain and the occasional murmur of the trees in the afternoon breeze gave the place a very relaxed atmosphere.

Exactly what she needed to remain calm.

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