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The
Ultimate Question
By Kerianya
This is my first Warriors Orochi fan-fiction, dedicated to a game that has enabled
fans of both Dynasty and Samurai Warriors to answer questions that would
otherwise remain unanswered. As with all
things, yaoi fans get a set of questions all their own, and I’m hoping that
this fic will answer mine. Yet this game
and all its characters, with the exception of Lily the cat, belong to Koei, not
to me.
The main pairing of this
story is that of Mori Ranmaru and Lu Xun. Other pairings include Cao Pi and Ishida Mitsunari, Shima Sakon and Ishida Mitsunari, and
many others that I haven’t decided. Any
halfway-decent fan, either of the games or of my previous fanfictions
will have realised that this fic contains yaoi, and maybe language and
violence. I don’t recommend anyone under
the age of eighteen reading this, and would insist upon it if I could.
I dedicate my story to
Melanie, Dragon-sama and Countess Zero (formerly Vchan), who helped me develop
the character of Lily the cat (now enjoying her fanfiction
debut!) and who remain the biggest supporters of my erratic writing. Thank you ladies.
Chapter
One: The Question is Posed…
The only sound
that rang clearer than the furious waves and beating of the near torrential
rainfall was the occasional explosion of thunder. The storm was as mighty and unhinged as the
upcoming battle promised to be.
Two mighty
figures swirled around in a perfect circle, miraculously balanced on
insubstantial planks of broken ship.
Their eyes never left one another, for these two were reputed to be the
mightiest men in history. On one side
was the mighty Honda Tadakatsu, who was written in the history of his native
japan as having the strength of ten thousand men. On the other side was the indomitable Lu Bu,
believed by his chinese brethren to possess the might
of a god.
Tadakatsu and Lu
Bu were both of similar age as they finally met, although Lu Bu had been
blessed with looks that made his age more difficult to place.
The chinese man was the first to move, sliding effortlessly
into a fighting stance. His almost feral
looks were transformed as his lips twisted into a effortless, almost alluring
smirk. The taunt hit its target; Tadakatsu’s eyes bulged and his nostrils flared before he
launched himself and his Tombo-giri at the other
man. Lu Bu’s sky piercer met the
onslaught with a deafening clang, a grunt of effort from its owner and a shower
of sparks.
This was going
to be a real challenge, Lu Bu realised.
He grinned with satisfaction.
At last…
Of course, this
battle posed a question:
If the strength
of ten thousand met the might of a single god, who would be the winner?
For some, this
would be the ultimate question. But for Orochi, a far more complex question had made itself known…
Orochi smirked to himself. He had achieved the ultimate dream for
himself. He had taken China, in it’s
glorious Three Kingdoms era, and dropped it on top of Japan during the Feudal
era. The perfect combination of mighty
warriors, brilliant strategists, one crackpot sorcerer known as Zhang Jiao, and
the truly magnificent sage Zuo Ci.
That of course
went without taking into account the women who ruled over these men. The powerful Zhu Rong, the wilful Sun Shang
Xiang, the ingenious Yue Ying, the enigmatic Diao
Chan and the seductive Zhen Ji and Lady No. Not to mention one little gem Orochi had discovered that history had missed…
“Orochi-sama?”
Orochi turned to see Da Ji stood behind him.
Her pale, eyebrowless face looked bored and as
petulant as it ever did. He frowned.
“What is it, Da Ji?” His strategist
slithered next to him.
“I was wondering
what it is that you wish to do, now that you have fused these histories
together?” She asked. A movement above her eyes suggested that she
had raised an eyebrow.
“I wish to do
many things, my dear Da Ji.” Orochi
replied. “But mostly I require the
answer to the ultimate question.”
“Ah,” Da Ji smiled, “you will find out who is the mightier between
Honda Tadakatsu and Lu Bu.”
Orochi chuckled.
“That is not the ultimate question.”
Da Ji flushed.
“Umm…who has the
greater ambition between Oda Nobunaga and Cao Cao?”
“That is definitely not the ultimate
question. Honestly Da Ji, I thought you were supposed to be a learned woman.”
“Well…what is the ultimate question, Orochi-sama?
Orochi sighed.
“The trouble
with learned people like yourself, Da Ji,” he began,
“is that you do not look beyond the obvious.
You have found two easy questions, but there are harder questions. They are the ones that you always wonder but
feel too embarrassed to ask. Questions
like: who devotes more time to their appearance between Zhang He and Mori
Ranmaru. Who loves their horse more
between Lu Bu and Maeda Keiji? Who yells
louder as they go on and on and on about how damned great their lord is between
Zhao Yun and Sanada Yukimura?”
Behind them,
Yellow Belly piped up.
“Uh, Orochi-sama?” He
grunted.
“Yes, Yellow
Belly?” Orochi
turned around.
“Do you mean
questions like: who drinks more between Zhang Fei and Uesugi
Kenshin?”
Orochi laughed in surprise, clapping
as he did.
“Well done Yellow Belly! Even I had not thought up that one. You see Da Ji? That question is a question that has been thought about!”
Da Ji flashed a look of pure hatred at Yellow Belly, who
shrank back.
“Brilliant, Orochi-sama.” She
smiled. “But which one is the ultimate question out of those? I cannot see the point in going to all this
effort just so we can watch two middle-aged men get wasted on cheap wine.”
Orochi chuckled.
“Nor can I, Da Ji.” Orochi’s face turned cold, and his eyes flashed with a
determination that made Da Ji take a cautious step
back.
“No, the
ultimate question is much more secret than that. It is a question that I have asked myself
since I laid eyes on them both. The
nights that I have lain awake wondering what the answer may be have driven me
to madness and back!”
“But what is
it?” Da Ji persisted.
“I cannot help you if I don’t know what it is you need help with!”
Orochi leaned forward until his
striped face was level with hers.
“If Mori Ranmaru
and Lu Xun were to sleep together, who would be the
dominant partner?”
The silence was
deafening as the two stared at one another.
Orochi smirked.
“It’s got you
thinking, hasn’t it Da Ji?”
The strategist
blinked, then slowly opened her mouth.
“Orochi-sama…we didn’t just bring together the heroes of two
completely different countries…at over a thousand years apart…together…” her
voice raised to a shriek “just so that
you could watch two pre-pubescent boys FUCK each other?!”
Orochi cocked his head to one side.
“That’s not the only reason…”
“Thank all the
gods!”
“Just…the main
one.”
Da Ji screamed.
Ranmaru sighed
as he lifted the tent flap. The rain was
refusing to let up its onslaught, and there was no way he could go out and
search for her in it…
“It won’t let up
if you watch it, you know.”
Ranmaru turned
to see Lu Meng behind him. He gave a sad smile.
“I know
that.” He replied. “But it can’t stop me from hoping.”
Meng smiled, and opened the flap
further.
“Why would you
want to go out anyway?” He asked. “Are you unhappy here?”
“Oh no, not at
all. You’ve all been so very kind to
me. I just…have to look for Lily.”
“Lily?” Meng turned to look
at the pretty young man stood beside him.
“Your sweetheart?”
“No, I don’t
have one…”
“Your sister
then?”
“No! I don’t have one of them either…”
“Well she can’t be your daughter…”
“She’s my cat!”
Ranmaru snapped. Meng raised an eyebrow.
“Your cat?”
Ranmaru nodded,
looking so miserable that Meng felt obliged to pat
him on the shoulder.
“Don’t you worry
about her, Ranmaru.” He said cheerfuly. “Little
Lily will be fine for now. Cats are born
survivors, you know.”
Ranmaru shook
his head.
“Not my
Lily.” He whispered. “She’s pampered. She hasn’t left my side since I got her.”
“Well surely in
battle…”
“She ran by my
side or rode on my horse with me.”
Lu Meng blinked in disbelief.
“You took your
cat into battle?
“Of course. Why?”
Meng stroked his stubbly chin
thoughtfully.
“Have you and
Lily been in many battles.”
“Loads. Nobunaga-sama is keen to unify the land. As his bodyguard I’m with him every time.”
“You’ve actually
fought in these battles, yes?”
“Well what else
was I going to do? Lily bites anyone who
gets too close to us.”
Lu Meng chuckled to himself.
Ranmaru spun round when he heard this.
“What’s so
funny?”
“Ranmaru, your
Lily has participated in numerous battles, where strong and able men always
fall, and survived. You’re honestly worried about what a
battle-hardened war-cat is going to do in a bit of rain?” He laughed again. “I’m actually sorry for any of Orochi’s men that are stupid enough to cross her path!”
Ranmaru opened
his mouth to reply when a cloaked figure rushed through the flap.
“This rain’s
murder.” It muttered.
“I am perfectly
aware of how badly it’s raining, Xun.” Meng replied,
taking a scroll from a slender hand. As
the figure began to pull off his cloak the older man gestured to a confused
Ranmaru.
“You haven’t met
our new recruit have you?” He said. “Ranmaru, I’d like to introduce you to my
apprentice, Lu Xun.”
“Oh, you must be
the guy Ce-sama picked up.” Xun said, turning
round to meet Ranmaru.
Their eyes met,
and time seemed to stand still. The room
brightened up, and both boys could no longer hear the roar of the rainfall
outside. Identical blushes spread across
the cheeks of both Xun and Ranmaru as they stared,
unblinking, at one another.
“…Xun?” Meng leaned forward
slightly. “Are you alright?”
Xun shook himself, blinking as he did
so.
“S-sorry.” He said, but faded into his dream again as he
looked back at the beautiful boy in front of him.
“Hi…” he
managed. “I-I’m Lu Xun.”
Ranmaru’s blush
deepened.
“I’m
Ranmaru.” He replied softly. “Mori Ranmaru…”
He offered out
his hand; Xun took it.
With great
annoyance, Meng realised that the two boys were in a
little world of their own where he was obviously not welcomed. He loudly cleared his throat and was relieved
when Ranmaru and Xun tore their gaze apart to look at
him.
“Well, seeing as
you two seem to…get along I may as well go and see Zhou Yu.”
“Ok.” Said Xun.
“Sure.” Said Ranmaru.
“Well…um….yes…uh…I’ll
see you later then…er…”
Blushing
furiously, Meng pulled a cloak over his head and
ducked out into the rain.
Damn those boys look hot together! He thought.
Da Ji screeched as she was flung bodily into the wall so hard
that it left an imprint.
“How dare you question my decision?” Orochi bellowed at
her. “Do I not give you free reign to do
whatever else you wish to whilst you fulfil my desires? Do I not allow you to have any woman or man
that you desire? Am I not good enough to
you Da Ji?”
The strategist
slid down the wall, and quickly fell to her knees.
“Forgive me, Orochi-sama…” She
panted, pausing to wipe her bloodied mouth.
“I spoke out of turn.”
Orochi snarled, and turned his back
to her.
“Get out of my
sight.” He snapped. “Just be grateful that I haven’t killed you
for your insolence.”
Da Ji lifted herself up, and scuttled away, pausing to kick
Yellow Belly as she did.
Orochi stared out of the window. He frowned.
“Yellow Belly?”
Yellow Belly
rubbed his shin. That snooty bitch
kicked like a mule. “Orochi-sama?”
Orochi gestured for Yellow Belly to join him at the window,
then pointed.
“What’s that
little black thing coming towards the castle?
Mori Lily,
Ranmaru’s precious kitten, continued eating the carcass of an unfortunate
pigeon. She was cold, slightly damp and
bloody furious.
This day
couldn’t get much worse! Firstly, the
funny magic thing had happened and separated her from her beloved master. She had spent the whole morning trying to
track him down and had managed to catch on to his scent. Then it started to rain, and she’d been
forced to sit under this rock, finding the pigeon that later served as her
lunch.
It was now two
hours later and everything smelled of wet!
She chewed
thoughtfully on a piece of gristle. She
had no problems with catching her own dinner, but it would be dark soon and she
couldn’t see a single substitute for bed or cat-basket, and how would Ranmaru
sleep without her curled up under his chin?
Her little black
ears flopped down sadly. Despite the
fact that he treated her like a human baby she missed her master. He was probably missing her too, and until
the rain stopped she couldn’t try and re-find his trail to get to him. It wasn’t fair…
She looked
around her. It was unlikely that she would
find her master tonight, and she was reluctant to go too far from Ranmaru’s
scent. She wasn’t prepared to spend the
night here, vulnerable to predators despite being able to see any of them off
without difficulty. She needed somewhere
safe, somewhere human…
Suddenly her
eyes fell on a castle. She sat up
warily, as she was sure that castle had not been there before. But…where there were castles, there were
stables. She had slept in barns and
stables during her travels with her master, and she could do it again. There would probably be horses there
too. Perhaps one of them knew what was
going on.
She darted out
from her rock and sprinted the short distance to the castle. She stopped just by the door as it opened,
and the thing that stepped out almost
made her run away again.
But there was
nothing malicious about the entity walking towards her. If anything he looked a little sad and
pathetic, having that downtrodden look about him as he walked towards her.
“Hello.” She mewed.
Yellow Belly
frowned at the little kitten stood in front of him. She was small and black with big blue eyes
and a squeaky voice.
“I have to take
you to my master.” He said flatly. Lily looked up at him.
“Oh good, then
maybe he can help me find mine.” She
replied. Yellow Belly shrugged.
“What’s his
name?” He asked, picking her tiny body
up and carrying her inside.
“Mori
Ranmaru. We got separated and…”
Her eyes widened
as she realised.
“You can
understand cat-speak?!”
“Your cat?” Xun asked. Ranmaru nodded.
“Yes. Nobunaga-sama bought her for me on my
birthday.” He sighed sadly. “We haven’t spent so much as a day apart
since I got her, and certainly not a night.”
He put his hand
under his chin.
“She always
sleeps right here, just under my
chin, every night.” He whispered. “No matter where we were or who else was
sleeping with us, she was always with me…”
Xun slipped and arm around Ranmaru’s
shoulder, making him look up.
“I understand
that you miss her,” he said, “she’s probably not that far away. We can’t look for her in this, but I’ll help
you look tomorrow.”
Ranmaru managed
a half smile..
“You mean that?”
Xun simply nodded.
“Thank you.”
Ranmaru reached
over to kiss Xun on the cheek, but as he got closer Xun turned his head.
Before either had a chance to react their lips met in an innocent
kiss. Ranmaru pulled away a little.
“I’m sorry!” He
stuttered. Xun
smiled.
“Don’t be…” he
smiled before closing the gap between them.
Ranmaru closed his eyes as Xun’s lips pressed
against his again.
Both boys
preferred their men to be a little older, so it was a change to feel a pair of
smooth, soft lips against theirs. Their
arms rose awkwardly, unsure of their place, only to settle on the arms of the
other. Xun
felt Ranmaru’s lips part, and felt a tongue push tentatively against his. He parted his own lips to grant the other
entry, bringing his own tongue into play.
A long battle
for dominance ensued as the two boys struggled for submission. Neither was brave enough to take control for
real, but neither wanted the kiss to end.
Eventually Xun surrendered to Ranmaru, and slid into his lap…
A cough made
them look up, but it was only a soldier at the opposite end of the camp. They sighed with relief.
“I thought that
we were being watched then.” Ranmaru
giggled. Xun
snuggled his head into the crook of Ranmaru’s neck.
“You almost
sound like you’re used to that sort of thing.”
He said gently.
Ranmaru stroked
his hair as he smiled sadly.
“I am used to
it.” He replied, making Xun lift his head up.
“…what?”
“Back home my
lord often bid me share his bed.”
Ranmaru sighed. “We always
started off alone, but soon after I’d open my eyes and see at least one man
watching us. Either that or he’d bid me
stay the night with one of his generals, like Mitsuhide-sama. Then I’d open my eyes and see him watching us. Eventually I kept my eyes closed, so that I
couldn’t see who was watching.”
Xun swallowed hard.
“Why didn’t you
say no to him?”
Ranmaru laughed
bitterly.
“He’d have
killed me if I had. That’s the way
things are. If Nobunaga-sama wants it,
then he has it, or destroys it. If I am
to die, I don’t want it to be because I wouldn’t sleep with somebody.”
Xun looked away for a moment, not
knowing what to say. He’d always thought
himself sexually experienced, but listening to Ranmaru…
“Well,” he
finally piped up, “you won’t have to do that here. If someone wants to sleep with you then you
can say no if you don’t want to. Nobody
will watch you either, unless you want them to.”
Ranmaru smiled
at this, and kissed Xun again.
“That’s nice to
know.” He said, already having the
perfect candidate in line…
Orochi smiled as he gazed through the
mists at the young boys.
“So it begins…”
he smiled.
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