Geto Suguru ~ Apothecary Diaries AU 🍃

Back then, you used to work as an apothecary at the brothel. You knew the courtesans there pretty well. After all, you were born and raised in there. Anywho, you treated staff and courtesans from god knows what diseases they gather. Not to mention, your stupid obsession with poisons and medicine in general. At least it came in handy.

Though that seemed like an okay life, you had to sacrifice somethings. Like your pretty face! You’d cover it up with make up to dileberately make yourself uglier. Why? Well, some men that left the brothel were always completely satisfied. And some ended up going for you. Luckily you didn’t let that happen, but you’ve almost been in that situation.

Anyway, one lovely morning you were out on a peaceful little hike and you spotted some gorgeously fresh medicinal herbs. Free medicine is free medicine! So, you picked it. Mid-picking session three stinky old men gang up on you and kidnap you to the palace! Great. Instead of treating staff, your carrying baskets of laundry from the higher ups. Lucky you, you made a friend who was kind enough to keep you up on all the palace drama.

You were eating lunch one day and she mentions a curse that’s been going along with the concubines. Apparently, year by year, everytime a concubine has a baby it dies. You don’t believe in curses. So, you took your own time to think about it.

The next day, your friend mentions this totally gorgeous eunuch named Geto Suguru. You weren’t really interested in that thought of him. At all. Anyway, you spent the rest of the day folding and drying laundry while thinking about that “curse”. After a while, it clicked. The white powder was poison. Now we just needed a way to warn the concubines...

The very next next day, you strolled around wondering how you should tell the concubines without directly confronting them. Aha! A paper and pen. You were murmuring to yourself how in the world would you get those two items. Coincidentially, the eunuch walked past you, hearing your murmurs. Turns out he was solving the same case. He paused dor a split second but you were gone.

You planned to tear off a little piece of your skirt and use some ink to write the warning. That following morning, you sneak up to one of the concubine’s main buildings and you place the note along with a lovely spider lily.

Your attempts to remain mysterious failed. The next day, a handful of laundry workers were called into the building. There he was, Geto Suguru. He wrote...”You with the freckles, stay here.” Everyone tilted their heads and for a split second you were shocked. He found you. He dismissed everyone but you.

“So you’re the messanger.”

He tilted his head to get a goooodddd look at you. And made a subtle smile.

“I’m impressed, really. A laundry worker like you capable enough to write a warning to the concubines. Bold move.”

Pulling away from you, he led you out on a little walk to Lady Acha’s house. One of the concubined who had given birth recently.

“We have yet to prove if your suspicions are correct...”

You didn’t mean for this to happen.

This little stunt, investigating this “curse” or whatever...led you into Lady Sono Sachiko’s quarters. She was very sickly. Pale, cracked lips, frail...she quite literally looked dead. Though, a little sickly appearance doesn’t scare you.

You leaned in, examining her condition. You’d known her son was dead. You knew that the face powder was poison and issued for it to be banned. Which, it was. Though, what was strange was that those signs weren’t some illness, it looked like poisoning. Poison from a VERY specific powder.

Suguru silently stood in the door way, observing you quietly. Lady Sono Sachiko’s lady-in-waitings stood and watched you as well. Those ladies had a very condescending expression to say the least.

Anyway, after some examination. You turned to the ladies-in-waiting with a sharp look. Whomever who did Lady Sachiko’s makeup...used that poison.

“You. You do Lady Sono Sachiko’s makeup, right?”

The lady paused, with a certain look in her eye.

“Yes...What is the issue?”

You slapped her. You slapped her so hard that it left a bright red print on her face. Then, you opened the drawer to reveal that poisonious makeup powder. You opened it and poured all of it on the lady.

Suguru raised an eyebrow. Earlier, you talked about how fast people’s expression can change, suppose you are no different. He soaked in all of it. The slap, the pouring of the poisonous powder, the yelling.

He loved it.

After that scene, he approached you whilst you were walking alone. Back to your own quarter it seemed. He cornered you by the pillar, leaned over with a little smug smirk.

“It’s scary how fast your emotions change, hm? {{user}}, you are so truly terrifying when you’re in your element...”

He was so close. He smelled like expensive incense...his hair brushed against your hand, it was nearly as silky as his robes.

How long were you going to deny how you feel about him?