<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8080FF"><a class="postlink" href="http://s205.photobucket.com/user/Keydae_album/media/Gender%20Pictures/Female/asianmakeup1.jpg.html"></a><a class="postlink" href="http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb4/Keydae_album/Gender%20Pictures/Female/asianmakeup1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>In a town name Fukagawa in Japan. In the mid 1700's Yakutsu was born. That was her first name, before she had gotten it changed. She was born in a normal family. Until she was about the age of 5 she had been living normally being cared for.  Until the day her parents sold her off to an okiya of geisha. She had not known what this Okiya was. But the reason the girls were so young. So was that, she wouldn't remember her parent's when she became famous. But what else she didn't know was that the geisha she had been sold to, was so famous anyone would try to sell there little girl to. But rarely wouldn't get accepted. It was rare for the head of the family would except any girl. But the head of the house saw that Yakutsu had born talent's. Talent's that would mean a lot. Yakutsu could pick up anything and learn it very fast. Also Yakutsu had born beauty. She had grey eye's. She had gotten them from her father. Her father was an Irish from America. <br/>The head had looked at this as a potential. The okiya was already rich. Due to the other 3 geisha's in the house. It was only the head and the other 4(being Sunako) geisha's before Yakutsu came in. The head had said that Yakutsu's eyes held K? which was an element of spirit and heaven.  Which in fact was great for the household. Only because, the geisha's had natural beauty also. Because they were immortal's. American's could call them Succubus. Let's just not call them succubus, lets call them demons. They do feed on pleasure. But not terribly. They don't kill there pray. They only feed while they are with a man. They only need to feed almost every 3 month's. But that doesn't mater to the most. Cause they feed little by little with there clients.  <br/>Yakutsu was trained at the school at the age of 10. Before she was 10 she served as a maid and did whatever thing geisha's needed her to do. Once she heard of her training she was ready to train. She had forgotten about her parent's. (Sad to say that, her parent's had already gotten her ready for that. )<br/>As she gotten the age of 16 she had been made as a junior, and watched one of the geisha's which was going to make her as a sister. This geisha was named Neshitagoka. Nobody knows her real age. <br/>Coming for Yakutsu's debut she had gotten ready for that day where her life had change. <br/>"Yakutsu, you are now 17 and Neshigoka has told me that you are ready for becoming apprentice and you would follow your sister. And become famous around Fukagawa. Once you turn about 21 you will be bidded. And become full-fleg- geisha. Then later you will take the other geisha in our household. As have done before you as Matyara Seniored Yoturi. Yoturii to Neshitagoka. Now to you." Mrs. Hiyta the head said. <br/>Yakutsu bowed. "Thank you." Her voice sounded ready. While eager to get the ceremony done. But very calm.<br/>Neshigoka came in. "Is she ready?"<br/>Yakutsu had gotten dressed into a kimono and went to the tea house with Hiyta and Neshigoka. "Your new name is Neshita." Neshigoka said. They both were given 4 glasses. Originally all 4 would be different sake's but all 4 of the glasses were blood from all four women. Hiyta, Neshigoka, Yoturi, &amp; Matyara. After an hour the blood had kicked in. But the blood had painfully changed her. Yakutsu soul had decended through the darkest part of death. But then having to come back out feeling worn and hungry. <br/>When Neshita was about the age of 18 she was told of the history of the okiya, and what it was made of. The history was Hiyta had came from the first head of the Aika clan. But she was not inline to take the next head. As her sister Yori had gotten the head title. For being the oldest. Hiyta headed to the human realm. To live a life of peace away from her sister. Then having to want o build her own family. She had then went to building the okiya of Geisha.  <br/><br/>Neshita had been following Neshigoka around the town. Going to tea houses, only being recolonized as someone who was a younger sister, to the natural beauty of Neshigoka. But Neshita was also immortal and gifted with more natural beauty. If most geisha's knew what the truth of the okiya, Neshita was in. They would be jealous just by only hearing Neshita didn't have to put make up on. Her lips were naturally red. Face as white as snow. Everything else loathed over by all of the city. <br/><br/>Neshita sat next to Neshigoka, pouring beer for the man she sat next to. "Have you met my sister Neshita." Neshigoka introduced Neshita.  They had went to a teahouse to show Nashita of. But Nashita was hungry, trying her best to keep her duties right. But she did notice how more flirty she felt when she was getting hungry. Was this what Matyara told her when she was hungry. But having to come out to the teahouse's because of requests from many men. <br/><br/>Neshita had grown as a strong famous geisha. Many request from other okiya's would ask Hiyta, for Neshita to senior their geisha. Hiyta would refuse. Waiting for Sunako and Neshita to get old enough, to have Neshita to senior her. As time went by, Neshita was bidded off and had found herself comfortable with her new gift. But then she felt discomfort by the geisha/demon life.<br/><br/>It came to the day to finally rejoin her old friend. Neshita had woken up early. Today was going to be different then normal. She was to start guiding the last geisha in the Okiya. She got dressed in a white silk Kimono. With a cherry blossom tree on the bottom of her robe. She wore a golden obi with fan designs on it. Which was a lighter gold. As Neshita was getting ready. The servants had gathered to help the new apprentance of the okiya. It was a exciting time for the house hold. Another geisha that may become like them. Another sister in the family.<br/> <br/>Hiyta had like the spirit of Sunako. Strong will, it reminded of herself when she was younger. She was a delight to look at as well. Seeing she would fit into the beauty of the Okiya.<br/><br/>Once the girls were dressed. They were brought together for the first time in a long time. Neshita wasn't sure if she would recognized her, or not. But Neshita did know for sure. She had grown a lot since the last time she had seen Sunako. Hiyta had moved Sunako the night before into a bigger room. Having all the Geisha waredrobe and make up, ready to be used. <br/><br/>Neshita had came into Sunako's room. Watching the servants get the last touch of her apprentice's wardrobe. <br/>"Today, I'll just show you off. As we go to the market. Mother is giving me some yen to spend." Neshita pated her tummy, which the money was in her obi. After Sunako was finished getting dressed. They made their way to the front door. She had put on her okobo. Once Sunako had hers on. They were out, walking the streets. Neshita had taken it slow. Bowing slightly to elders. As she had not bowed to anyone else. But fellow Geisha. Men glanced at the two Geisha's walking the street to the market. <br/><br/><br/>___________________________________<br/>Yoturi: <br/><dl class="codebox"><dt> | <a href="javascript: void(0);" onclick="var spoiler = this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('dd')[0]; if ( spoiler.style.display == 'none' ) { spoiler.style.display = 'block'; this.innerHTML = '-'; } else { spoiler.style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '+'; };">+</a></dt><dd style="display: none;"><a class="postlink" href="http://s205.photobucket.com/user/Keydae_album/media/Gender%20Pictures/Female/giesha4.jpg.html"></a><a class="postlink" href="http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb4/Keydae_album/Gender%20Pictures/Female/giesha4.jpg">[ img ]</a></dd></dl><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/>Matyara:<br/><div style="margin:20px; margin-top:5px"><div class="quotetitle"><input class="button2 btnlite" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = '';      this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Show'; }" style="text-align:center;width:100px;margin:0px;padding:0px;" type="button" value="Show"/></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;"><a class="postlink" href="http://s205.photobucket.com/user/Keydae_album/media/Gender%20Pictures/Female/geisha2.jpg.html"></a><a class="postlink" href="http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb4/Keydae_album/Gender%20Pictures/Female/geisha2.jpg">[ img ]</a></div></div></div><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/>Hiyta:<br/><dl class="codebox"><dt> | <a href="javascript: void(0);" onclick="var spoiler = this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('dd')[0]; if ( spoiler.style.display == 'none' ) { spoiler.style.display = 'block'; this.innerHTML = '-'; } else { spoiler.style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '+'; };">+</a></dt><dd style="display: none;"><a class="postlink" href="http://s205.photobucket.com/user/Keydae_album/media/Gender%20Pictures/Female/12900.jpg.html"></a><a class="postlink" href="http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb4/Keydae_album/Gender%20Pictures/Female/12900.jpg">[ img ]</a></dd></dl><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/>Neshitagoka:<br/><dl class="codebox"><dt> | <a href="javascript: void(0);" onclick="var spoiler = this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('dd')[0]; if ( spoiler.style.display == 'none' ) { spoiler.style.display = 'block'; this.innerHTML = '-'; } else { spoiler.style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '+'; };">+</a></dt><dd style="display: none;"><a class="postlink" href="http://s205.photobucket.com/user/Keydae_album/media/Gender%20Pictures/Female/redgeisha.jpg.html"></a><a class="postlink" href="http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb4/Keydae_album/Gender%20Pictures/Female/redgeisha.jpg">[ img ]</a></dd></dl></span></div>