Disclaimer: Uuummm...yeah. Samurai Warriors 2 (and 1...and everything in-between and after) does not belong to us. We're just using its characters and whatnot for our own maniacal, yet strangely satisfying fictional endeavors. 'Tay?

Warning: Believe it or not, we kinda don't know. There won't be any cursing of any kind (for once), but there will be some fairly crude language in terms of content. Oh, yeah! And some (more like major) OOC-ness! We think that's it. Well, I guess we do know after all, ne?

Kei: Wassup, peoples!? We missed everyone so very much 'since you've been gone!' Well, actually, we've been the ones that took off out the blue, but give us a break! With projects coming out of our butts, random tests and finals to study for, Tira and I just never managed to really get to together and work on "Ignition of Desire." And once summer came, we just had to 'breakaway' even more.

Tira: Sorry, folks. Kei's been on a bit of a Kelly Clarkson high for three days. Don't ask why, but I tell ya, I think it's because her birthday is coming up in 2 days -

Kei: Yap! So I 'spect lossa presents!

Tira: Yeah. Also, since we have gained immense new interest in the Samurai Warriors and KH (mainly Squall x Riku) fanfic worlds, and not to mention that we're uberly nervous and scared to set foot in the lemon territory for our beloved latest updated fic, "Ignition of Desire" is hereby - get ready - ON HIATUS!

Kei: Yes. We won't see that masterpiece for a while, so please don't hold your breath too long. But anyhow, without any further ado, we give you the first chapter of "Bloodlust", without any other info on this new fic whatsoever, accept that in terms of history, some of what we will tell you is kinda true, but the rest is coming completely from out of the blue.

Chapter 1: Crimson Rain

Kanegasaki.

The silent, mournful forest would inevitably become the site of an awful battle. A man, Nagamasa Azai, whose desire to become honorable...and to ultimately destroy his most powerful enemy - his brother in-law - Lord Nobunaga Oda, would be the one to initiate it.

Fighting with the Azai was the Asakura clan, long-time allies. The most important member of this army to Nagamsa, however, was not a fellow general or lieutenant, but his wife (and Nobunaga's sister), Oichi. She was a radiant lady, a true beauty, but strong-willed. She had no qualms about siding with her husband in this war, but a certain someone on the opposing brigade was terribly confused and and anrgy at Oichi for making such an...unwise and clearly hasty decision.

Lady Noh, Nobunaga's wife, glared coldly into the distance where she knew Oichi and her snivelling minions were preparing for battle. She couldn't believe that wench had dared to abandon her only family; her brother; her own flesh and blood! And even if they weren't related, she still should have sided with Nobunaga simply because she served him since she was a mere adolescent and was loyal to him for many years! But, unfortunately, they were related. Noh, with her shrewd eyes flashing, came to a gruesome conclusion: 'If that child plans to spill so much as even a drop of my love's blood, I'll spill hers - TENFOLD!' Then, the far-off sound of pounding hooves snapped her out of her voilent reverie.

Nobunaga rode to Noh's side and gazed upon her. He had never seen her so lovely, all seething and dangerous. He could practically smell her disdain and hatred pouring from her skin. He questioned her softly.

"Noh, are you ready to fight to the death with me?" She looked up at him - coldly, at first - and flashed him a brief, yet sincere smile. "I am, my love. I'm ready to fight for you, as well. The question, though, is are you ready to face your blood?"

Nobunaga was deeply surprised by Noh's question, but answered in simple Nobunaga fashion.

"Noh, I have had the pleasure of spilling more blood in one hour than most peasants and commoners do in a lifetime. While I do love my sister, she has betrayed me. Therefore, I feel no discomfort in doing battle with her."

Noh, strangely pleased with his answer, smiled once again before turning to the massive army behind her. It was an impressive group. Mitsuhide Akechi, lord of Mino and skilled samurai was second-in command besides herself; his purple and silver armor matched the sorrowful gleam in his eye. Noh smirked inwardly, for she knew he had a...thing for Nagamasa. Next to him was Keiji Maeda, the fierce vagrant warrior whose strength and stamina knew no bounds; his wild hair had been let down from its usual ponytail and exuded a dangerous sensuality. And lastly (of the top three generals) was Keiji's love Ranmaru Mori, Nobunaga's personal bodyguard and pretty boy who exhibited a powerful aura of determination and might. They were the most talented and capable warriors in their army, and they were all looking at her from atop their mounts. Noh looked to Nobunaga, awaiting the signal, but instead, he asked her: "Noh, would you do the honors?" In pure ecstasy, she opened her mouth and issued the command that would eventually change her life forever:

"GO FORTH, IN SEARCH OF ENEMY BLOOD!"

The battle had begun.

Kei: Well? Well?!

Tira: Yeah. We wanna know what you all think, considering this is the first lick of anything we've written since February 2 of this year, or something.

Kei: Yap! And let us know if it's too wierd, or slow, too much, too little. Is it stiff? Is the dialogue and wording and sequence okay? We- we need to these things people, so please help us out for a more complete, wholesome fic!

Tira: Yeah. That would be most appreciated. And don't worry! The mystery guy (not really) will show up next chapter.