The gently falling sakura petals would paint the landscape that day, warm autumn gusts whispering to those who cared to listen. With the changing of seasons, the whole wood had taken on a pink hue. Two pairs of feet shuffled through the path that curved it's way through the forest. These two were childhood friends, and also lovers.
Shiki stole a glance towards the young man at her side. The distance between the two left more to be desired. But it was good to have him at her side, he had been away too long. Juniho seemed to not notice her lingering gaze, looking straight ahead, the moment left with words unsaid. Even as a Jedi, he didn't see her looks, and this caused a soft smile to play over her thin lips. He had grown more presentable in their time apart, and this did not go unnoticed by her, and she appraised his almost feminine beauty. The beauty that had captured her imagination even when they had been children. Only then does the young Jedi Master see Shiki looking towards him.
The Jedi's features slightly soften as he gazed upon his love. He had missed her so, reluctantly leaving both her and his brothers behind for his Jedi training. But Master Ahk Kwee had allowed him a short time to visit his family, and Juniho had jumped on the chance to once again be graced with the presence of his beloved. He would be damned if he were not to savor the moment, no matter how short it was.
Taking a deep breath, accented only by the lingering scent of Shiki's hair, Juniho reached over, rewarded by the warmth of her hand as he gently took her slender fingers in his. She gasps, startled to the motion, but soon relaxes. Juniho looks to her, several thoughts running through his already cluttered mind. Shiki lowers her eyes, looking towards the path before her, her cheeks a deep shade of red, her hand in his...
