The Unnamed Feeling

Basically Sayuri/Chiyo's musings on the Chairman. Drabble-ish.

Geisha are not supposed to feel. It is not in the nature of a Geisha to want. We are to be admired for our looks, but we are not to feel it, we are not to even talk about it.

The unnamed feeling.

But I feel it every time he enters the room, every time his lips speak my name.

Every time he accidentally brushes past me, every time his eyes are on me, even for a fleeting second.

I felt it the moment he pressed his lips to mine for that first time, and I saw it in his eyes.

I could give that feeling name.

When the Chairman was mine I felt it.

Love.