Hello everyone! Didn't expect this coming from me, did you? I've worked on this for roughly a week and it's a 1shot thanks to my fan Han Xiang. She said I should write it so I did ^_^

Strange as this may be it's a fanfic based off my fanfic When The Winds Change. I did not plot on basing this off of the games or history or whatever (even though my other one I do). It's a bit of fun and I hope you enjoy! Yes, that was blatant spam for my other fanfic =D

Please also note that I am in the future writing a Shang/Bei story. I was inspired awhile back for that one, but have been working on the other so much I keep putting it aside.

If you like this one and would like me to attempt another 1shot don't hesitate to tell me or give me ideas on what you would like me to write. I love to hear suggestions although I do not always use them. Sorry!

Uhm...and please don't flame me!

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There was a point halfway between sleep and being awake. A point where you weren't positive about anything, but everything was just...peaceful. And undoubtedly it felt as if nothing could be or was wrong. That was the state that Lu Xun was in. He had yet to dare to open his eyes and the softness and warmth of the bed did little to convince him to want to. There was also the softness and warmth of the body next to him that was very compelling. Why his mind could not figure out who this was seemed almost unimportant as his arm was still around them and the body under his touch was very pleasing. As he stirred a bit a soft murmur escaped from the other and they snuggled closer to him.

He would have liked to stay in the foggy state of mind, but it wasn't his nature. And details from the previous night kept drifting into his thoughts. It was then that his eyes flew open and he knew exactly who was sharing his bed. Her brother is going to kill me...

"I am not drunk." Shang disagreed with Xun as they walked down the same hallway they often did when having conversations. But this night was a bit different as he had one arm around her waist and she an arm hooked around his. Her free hand still held the bottle they both had been drinking from.

"You are." He disagreed. The celebration party had been lasting quite some time, and Shang was at the end of quite a few of the toasts and congratulations as she had once again helped the units win yet another battle. For some strange reason Xun had gotten it into his head to help her get away from the festivities for awhile.

"If I am so are you!" She giggled, slipping a bit, but he helped her remain standing. It felt so good, being with everyone she knew. The feelings and happiness were contagious and there was much merriment.

"I may not be denying that as much as you think." He too had been indulging in the toasts. He wasn't going to lie about that. He felt the warmth through his limbs and the pleasing dullness that edged at his brain.

She dangled the bottle in front of him. "I don't see how this thing can be blamed for making me drunk as you insist."

He smiled. She was very drunk and it had yet to make her unappealing as some people could be when in that state. He placed his hand on hers that held the bottle, but did not take it away from her. Instead he brought the bottle to his lips and took another drink himself. "Do not blame the bottle."

"Are those your words of wisdom tonight?" Her face was mere inches from his and she had the purest, amazing smile.

He laughed out loud. "You are so drunk!"

"Why do you keep saying that?"

"Because it's true."

"Prove it." She tried to stand in his path, to stop them from walking, but it was quite a funny or even interesting position depending on who walked by. She was far from intimidating nor even had an authoritative stance that she might have had on any other day. He still held her around the waist, keeping her stable. She gave up and wrapped her arms around his neck to help with her balance.

He stood there, studying her face, feeling for the first time as if he perhaps had taken a step too far. "You're not acting as you normally do."

"What do you mean by that?" A pout came to her lips and she tilted her head.

"You've been giggling. You don't giggle. You...laugh. Loud, boisterous. And your smile...you normally have this crooked little twist, as if you are enjoying something secret to yourself even when you're smiling at others. But you've been...smiling. Like..." He didn't want to say "like a girl", but that was pretty close to the fact. She was acting very much like...well...a girl. Which was not quite like Xiang. "And you've been doing this twist of the head that flips your hair." In a very flattering fashion he wasn't going to deny. "You don't normally do that."

"You mean I've been flirting?" The head tilt grew more, but it was strange. He had noticed all these things about her? That was almost...nice. She didn't think anyone had noticed her.

"Well, I mean...maybe. I guess?"

The pout turned into a small smile and she leaned closer to him. "You mean yes?"

"Xiang..."

"You're drunk!" She giggled.

"About as much as you are." He admitted, his voice quiet. They stood in silence, barely moving in the vast hallway. Their breathing became rhythmical with one anothers and they just remained standing there, their faces a breath apart.

"Xun, do the stars speak to you?" Shang's voice was soft, breaking the silence.

"They confide to me."

"What do they say about us?"

"They have not revealed any secrets to me on that subject."

"Why?"

"I...would like to know the same..." He once told Quan that if he had any feelings towards Xiang that were more than just friendship his friend would be the first to know. He didn't believe the wine caused him to think things were different now. It simply let him say what he had refused to speak out loud. He had decided not to tempt fate. Not to admit the feelings he had towards her. But now...

"Can you ask them?" She rested her forehead against his, feeling comfortable in his arms and not wishing to move.

"What if I ask you instead?" Because if you asked me...His lips brushed hers, their closeness about as intoxicating as the wine. He knew many of the men were attracted to Xiang. Why wouldn't someone be? She was attractive, not scared of who she was, fun to be around. But no one ever knew how she felt about them. He shouldn't be vain and think she thought of him any differently.

She didn't deny him, finishing the kiss that he had hinted at. "That may not be a wise choice, Advisor Lu..." Her words were barely breathed, and she let herself pull closer to him. This may not be a wise choice, Shang...a voice inside her head was easily ignored. Very easily as one of his hands rested on the small of her back and the other wound it's way into her hair. She let him kiss her again, savoring everything that went with it. "You're drunk." She whispered, as if it now was a secret and if it was said aloud everything that had happened wouldn't be true.

"So are you." He returned, but wasn't going to blame the wine. His actions would be his fault. He couldn't blame anything else. But what of her actions?

The hand that did not hold the bottle came around to lightly touch his lips then went between them to push him away slightly before taking the hand that had been on her back, starting to lead him down the hallway again. "I think the stars are keeping something from us."

"Should we warn them?" He moved quickly, the space between them not lasting long as he caught her around the waist once more.

"Psh...let them fall for being misleading." She took another drink from the almost empty bottle. She was growing sleepy from the long day and the abundance of liquor she had consumed. But feeling his arms around her made her sigh and she felt the need to want to jump into his embrace. She stopped herself from going that far. Of all the men...She couldn't deny her feelings towards Xun. She didn't think she ever had. Had she? But she wasn't like other girls. She never knew how you were to go about and make sure someone knew how you felt. You just...acted normal around them, right? And just because you were more comfortable with one didn't mean anything...did it? Oh hell she was beginning to sound like Xiao...

He pulled her closer to him. "Xiang..."

She closed her eyes. The way he said her name...it was as warm as the wine that had trickled down her throat. Had he always said it that way? "Hm...?"

"The stars are never wrong..."

"I think you missed something they must have told you..." She inhaled sharply as his arms snaked around her and his lips grazed her jaw and neck. "Maybe...maybe you should double check?"

"Perhaps I will. Later." His fingers slipped down her arms, then wrapped around the neck of the wine bottle she still had not put down. He raised it up about to put the mouth of the glass container to his lips over her shoulder when she resisted, pulling it away from him.

"You are not to get the last drops." She raised an eyebrow at him, although she didn't understand why she was acting this way. Teasing him like this. "This was my toast bottle and I will be the one to finish it."

He was a bit surprised by her strength and determination to keep the wine to herself. But there was an alternative. "Do as you wish. But I can fetch the remaining drops from your lips."

Her cheeks burned with his words. Was she actually blushing? Where was her snappy retorts? Her speedy comebacks? She was quite strangely at a loss for words. Maybe she should have felt as if this was wrong, that she was tempting something she shouldn't. Or was unwise to tempt. But...She slipped from his arms once again, turning to face him. "Shush...The windows have eyes and the walls ears. Others will hear." And was she really worried about that?

"Others are as drunk as we are." Was his simple return. His mind numbing slowly and wonderfully from it all.

"Perhaps..." She didn't know why she cared, nor why it made a difference if someone saw her and Xun together. They often spent a lot of time together. This was just...She took another drink, eying what was left in the bottle which was very little. With a smile she held it out to him, offering the last even though she had just stated she would be the one to finish it.

"No. You go ahead." He told her. "My idea is much more pleasing to me." He watched as her cheeks burned again. Was he the first to see her blush? He moved over to her, putting his arm around her waist again as he had in the beginning and without a pause she swung her arm around his shoulders. She was getting a bit more sluggish in her moves and not as sharp as she normally was. "You're drunk." He reminded her as he pushed open a door, letting her giggle at his comment.

"I still say the stars are keeping something from us." Shang pushed back her hair from her face. She had stirred, feeling him move and get up, and was now alone in the bed, hearing him move around the room. Her head was killing her. Big surprise on that. Even with her head barely elevated above the pillow she easily spied the wine bottle on the floor. The culprit of the night. "Or you missed something."

"Perhaps I never looked." He was surprised she was awake, but then again she was a trained soldier and his movements probably caught her attention even while asleep.

"Are you afraid to?" What happened last night flooded her mind and she partly wanted to kick herself over how she must have looked and acted. She hope she hadn't been too foolish in Xun's eyes.

"I am not afraid of the stars." He answered, but kept himself away from her.

"Are you afraid of me?" She noticed his distance and rested her head in her arms. She didn't think she felt rejected. Or even that she cared if she was. They were still talking like they always had.

"What would make me afraid of you?" That might be a silly question, he thought after it was uttered. A strong, warrior princess who could take atleast half of the men in Wu in battle by herself. It would be wrong not to be afraid of her in that stance.

She gave a laugh. "My brother, Quan, for one!" The normal, crooked grin came to her face as he turned to look at her. "Guessed it, didn't I?"

"He will have my head if he found out what happened between us." He came to sit down on the bed, softly stroking the head that rested on his pillows.

That felt wonderful, she decided, his fingers easing the headache that pounded inside her head like an entire army trying to get out. "There's nothing more between us than there always has been. We share a bond. He can whine, scold, lecture as much as he wants. It won't change my feelings." She watched as a soft smile came to his lips. She let out a groan. She could have just said Oh, it's okay if we're just friends... "I just said that, didn't I?"

"I know what you meant, Xiang." He reassured her. She was right. They knew their positions. What was expected of them. Being together didn't fit into either of those. But it didn't mean either would forget last night. "It was one night. Our friendship is forever."

Hope everyone liked ^_^

Oh please note this has no bearings on my other fanfic...uhm...this does not happen in it or whatever...this was just because XD