Disclaimer: I owned nothing. Just my imagination.

Note: This is not historically accurate nor true so yeah expect the unexpected.

Peace at Last

The lord never cries, I didn't even thought he was capable of producing those wet liquids that leak out to show the expression that only a weak person would show. As he carried the body of his most loyal retainer on his powerful but tired arms his eyes were red but he didn't sob like a little child trying to control his breath but his tears were of those that showed pride and wished to not hide them. We watched as he slowly and carefully placed Mitsuhide on the ground far away from the burning castle he once called home.

Honnoji was now merely ashes.

"Ranmaru?" His voice was a low whisper but I heard him. His voice was stressed as he called out my name. "Get a medical unit for Mitsuhide…" His red eyes moved from the body in the ground to mine that was leaning on a nearby tree trying to hold myself up.

His watery eyes, now with a visible thin line of a lone tear running down his cheek, widen as he stared at my form. "You are hurt too?" he sounded innocent and concern.

"I'll get the unit right away." I said quickly wanting to not worry my Lord for is I that should be the one on the ground but I wasn't. So now I had to recover my dignity and do as commanded. My lord desired for a medical unit and I was going to look for one.

His tired armor rattled as he approached me and he bent down for his eyes can be at my level. "You were brave and I appreciate your courage… You will be reward handsomely." I didn't noticed but my Lord was limping, his armor was broken and where there were cracks there was blood. I watched him as he walked past his son and found a tree to rest. His body slowly brought down the most powerful samurai in all Japan as his head soon rested on the tree trunk.

I turned to see the body of the second strongest warrior in Japan and I remembered the service of the ninjas that Lord Ieyasu loan us. I called for the best ninja in the army. Hanzo Hattori.

As I watched the Hanzo work on Mitsuhide my eyes were caught by Lady Noh's arrival to the location of the graveyard of both soldiers and castle. She walked to the Lord and she began to cry in joy to see her husband still alive. Lady Noh wiped the tears of his face and I saw her kiss him gently on his lips then she pulled back slowly and their foreheads met and they started to whisper words that I couldn't hear due the far away distance I was from them.

I never seen them act that way so caring and for some reason they were calm maybe because the Lord wasn't himself due to him being mentally and physically exhausted.

Mitsuhide was carried away to be more closely examine.

Lady Noh screamed and sobbed. We looked at her with fear across every soldier's eyes. Her head was on the Lord's chest and she was crying then she pulled the Lord to an embrace.

I observed as Hanzo ran to them and took a look at the Lord. Deliberately I joined Hanzo afraid to hear the news of my Lord's condition.

"The Lord is in a good need of a long and well deserved rest, Lady Noh."

Short but I was just testing the waters since this is my first Samurai Warriors fan fic. Should I continue or would that be too foolish?