There were so many new people around the place. Soldiers from a different place, hell possibly another time, but that didn't seem to matter. Well, as long as someone could speak their language. And there were several, Ling Tong noted. There was that one boy that looked way younger than what Lu Xun was. Probably the age of Xiao Qiao, who by the looks of it was trying to get him to play with her.

If it weren't for the fact that he seemed so scared and that he was looking for his lords, he probably would have played, at least he hoped. The Gods forbid that he couldn't play anymore. Countless deaths by your blade could do that to you.

Light brown eyes traveled to Lu Xun who was speaking to Jiang Wei of Shu. Yes it seemed as if in the confusion the Kingdoms got separated and now there were officers of even Wei there. Though it was good that he now had someone around his age to be talking to.

A small relieved smile slowly spread across his face as he watched the two. It was good that they could still laugh. Wasn't it?

Again he gave a small sigh when his eyes lingered to that Mori kid that stayed leaning against the wall, now alone. It seemed that Xiao Qiao had given up and left him along so she could talk to Zhou Yu and Da Qiao.

"Is there something bothering you?"

Ling Tong quickly turned around, almost about to pull out his weapons. When he noticed that it was the dancer girl who had been dancing with Da Qiao earlier he relaxed.

"Can I ask you a something?"

He couldn't quite place what her name was and a part of him wished that he could. When she gave a nod he motioned to the kid dressed in purple and gold.

"Does he… ya' know… play?"

The young woman dancer followed the motion and watched for a while before nodding.

"I think I've seen him playing with Lady Oichi a few times I danced at their castle."

She placed her parasol down to lean against the wall and Ling Tong quickly stood up so she could sit down. When she smiled he had to look away. She had said that she was a fighter but he didn't see it. At least Da Qiao wore something she could move around in more and practiced with Shang Xiang. It made him want to protect her and keep her from harm.

A part of him told himself that he was being stupid and to ignore it because when this was all over and everything was figured out he would never see her again. He closed his eyes for a brief moment and tried to push those thoughts away.

"But," She spoke up and looked down at her hands that were folded gently in her lap. "There is war raging between his heart and his duty."

He looked down at her questioningly but she seemed to not say anything else. So he gave a nod and looked back up. It was understandable. In these times everyone was fighting personal battles, but you just couldn't let it get to you.

Again he heard Lu Xun and Jiang Wei laugh and it was that simple action that seemed to calm his thoughts some.

"Is he a sibling?"

He looked down into the bright grey gaze of the delicate dancer, when he realized who she had been talking about he gave a small laugh and a shake of his head.

"He isn't. Just a friend."

There was a silent moment between them for a few seconds as Ling Tong looked out at everyone and as the dancer watched him.

"He's just the youngest male here."

He shifted a bit before sliding down the wall so that he could sit on the floor, one leg to his chest and the other out straight in front of him on the floor.

"At least the Qiao sisters aren't always on the battlefield. At least we try to keep them away, but Lu Xun…"

He trailed off and there was a hand on his shoulder, gentle and comforting.

"Ranmaru grew up on the battlefield." She let out a small laugh and moved to stand up, her parasol once again in her hands.

"We all have our reasons why we fight. Ranmaru has his and your young Lu Xun, he has his own. It gets to you sometimes but we have to be strong. Keep fighting for what we believe in. And I'm sure that they understand that. They wouldn't be here today if they didn't."

With those words she walked off into the crowd. The small dancer getting lost quickly in the crowd of loud and bigger men.

"He, doesn't she know what to say to people?"

Still he stared into the crowd trying to catch a glimpse of her. When he couldn't see her he gave a sigh and went to sit near Gan Ning to annoy him. It was only a matter of time until he would see her again, but until then he just had to wait.

Oh Ra it took me hell to find a way to upload this. My damn word doesn't work but I had to get it to work just so I can copy and paste it the few seconds that it let me have word open. But how did I write this? Yeah I did it on paper then typed it out on my cousins computer. o.o I wonder if Corru's computer has word. I'll have to ask.

But anyway, my new OTP! Ling Tong x Okuni. This was supposed to be something between the two but it turned out that it's more about the affects of war on kids. Ashame if you ask me. And to think I had Corru draw me a picture of them. I'll have to write something later. Again.

But I'm sorry if there are so many mistakes. This was a rushed job to get typed. ;; I hope it comes out slightly okay. Um... what else can I say of this? In case you can't tell it's set during Musou Orochi (Warriors Orochi) that is why people and things are all split up, though apparently most of Wu are together. I don't get it. I have to get out of writing people in their kingdoms.

But I think my comments are getting longer than the story it's self. Read, review, and have a nice day!

(Seriously, review. I don't know if my stuff is liked if you don't. And the less reviews I get the less I want to post things up. )