Yeah, yeah. I'm back once more. This time trying something a little different. If anyone's familiar with my work, I'm big into yaoi. That being said, I'm gonna try some Dynasty Warriors yaoi. One-shots of mine(and possibly yours-granted you're reading this), favorite yaoi couples.

Without further ado, I'm going to start this little doozy with a little Cao Cao x Xiahou Dun x Guan Yu.

I'll probably revisit these guys sometime later. But if anyone has any requests, send them my way! Up next, I'm thinking..probably Sun Ce x Zhou Yu. I might even do some Warriors Orochi goodies, did anyone mention Musashi Miyamoto x Xu Huang?-SPARTA.

Chapter One

He held the knife to his chest, holding both hands on the blade tightly. It wasn't small, but it wasn't large either. The end of the blade was shiny, but also dyed in blood.

The cold metal plunged deeper and deeper into the flesh, severing tendons, severing veins, blood vessels popping and exploding at the touch of the cold steel.

And Xiahou Dun laughed.

All he could think about was murder.

As the blood stained his flesh, colored his black hair red, dyed his beard red, all he could hear, all he wanted to hear were Guan Yu's cries in pain and anguish.

"Cao Cao is mine." he said with a laugh, licking his lips from his own blood stained on his porcelain teeth. His eye was black, his cheeks sunken in, it was one hell of a fight.

His exquisite blue robes were torn to shreds, half naked, peachy flesh dyed red with his and his victim's blood, but he didn't care. He rubbed the blood all over the hair on his chest, rubbed his skin as it aroused him. The feel, the wetness of the blood, it drove him insane.

At fourteen he had killed his first man, just for insulting his teacher.

Now at twenty-nine, he had come full circle, killing Guan Yu for insulting his lord.

Or so he had thought.

Xiahou Dun hated Guan Yu the second Cao Cao flashed a smile at him. The smile he had always thought preserved for him. He had served him without question, he was the only man able to love him, the only man able to bed him, and the only man he was able to ride in the carriage with.

So that smile made him nuts...

Jealousy swam through Xiahou Dun when he would see himself pushed to the side for Guan Yu. The younger, the more attractive, the taller, the more fearsome. He didn't trust him. He knew he would never fight against Liu Bei, and that he was only biding his time.

He tried to tell Cao Cao, but he wouldn't hear it. Guan Yu was fierce, and he was loyal. Everything Xiahou Dun was. And yet, he felt like he was pushed aside for the younger and more stronger man.

His body shook with exhilaration as he plunged the knife in deeper. Guan Yu held his hand out and tried screaming for his brothers, but they were also dead. He looked Guan Yu dead in the eyes, his eye dark and hollow, a sinister aura about, and plunged the knife in him again.

He licked it, drawing the blood down his wet tongue, sucking on the liquid, shivering in arousal. It felt so good, it felt so right. All Xiahou Dun had wanted was Guan Yu dead. Now the large man was at his mercy.

And nothing felt more amazing than this.

"You were never like this! Why waste your life on something so trivial? Surely you were meant for more than just this." Guan Yu said. "Shut up! You turned me into this! My hatred for you made me to this!" Dun yelled.

This being, this thirst for hatred, thirst for Guan Yu's blood. All in Lord Cao Cao's name.

Perhaps it wasn't hatred, perhaps it was just jealousy.