[Touken Ranbu] Crane and Nightingale

He was meant to be the most captivating of blades: admiring flowers and sipping tea, elegant and unhurried. Who could have guessed how decisively the hand that brewed tea over snow could wield a sword? Who wouldn't be won over by that confident, fierce presence? How fortunate it is to love a blade like him. The stream is crystal clear, yet cannot compare to his emerald eyes. The warblers sing, yet their voices cannot compare to his. His eyes hold all of spring. His heart holds a utopia. This story's pairing is Crane x Warbler. No switching or reversing the pairing. There will be a dark Honmaru and a dark Crane. The new Saniwa will be a little angel. The author has an overactive imagination, mountains of headcanon, and lots of OOC. Warbler with long hair, Warbler in a hunting robe. If that's not your thing, please don't read. And, little angels, please flood me with comments! x Theme: