Hello. I´ve been planning to write this story since a year ago. I would say
it´s cute, but it´s all up to you. Here it goes.
A Promise To Return.
After defeating Shan Yu I slept peacefully at him. Life had been much more easy for me.
Months later Shang had actually asked me to marry him…how could I forget that wonderful day…. We were at the Emperor´s palace in a nice warm summer afternoon. Shang led me to the garden and there we sat admiring the beautiful landscape of flowers. A few minutes later Shang became so nervous he could barely talk, then he said something about marriage and I immediately said, "I do." He took me in his arms, lifted me and kissed me.
I was no longer considered a dishonorable young maiden. Everything around me was practically finewell that is everything except for cooking. My mother and my granny had tried to teach me some recipes to cook for Shang; but all of their attempts failed. Sometimes food would simply burn out while I got distracted, and other times it didn't taste quite like food. Honestly I didn't car much about it although I wanted so badly to please Shang.
"Wake up Mulan!" my mother called as she shook me.
I groaned and turned her back on my mother.
"Just give me five more minutes."
My mom frowned, I knew that since I was very young I had this special talent to make her lose all of her patience, specially when it came to being early to some special appointment like my wedding that day.
"For heavens´sake Mulan, you are going to be late!" This time I could hear her voice rising.
"That´s nothing new," I replied, finally opening my eyes and getting up from bed.
"You don´t want Shang to regret about marrying you," teased my mother.
I rolled my eyes in response. How much I hated when she teased me like that, it only made me think it could really happen, it just made me more nervous than I should be.
I changed my night clothes into a dress, so we could leave to the village to get me ready for the ceremony.
The women who received me were exactly the same ones that prepared me for the matchmaking ceremony. They got me all cleaned up, and dressed me in fine red silk clothes. Then they put me all kinds of perfume on me painted my face with thick white make-up. Also, I had orange eye shadow on my eyes and cherry red paint on my lips. When I was all ready my mother hugged me, and tears rolled down her cheeks. "I can´t believe you grew up so fast." We embraced each other, and I cried a little to. So they had to paint my face over again.
During the wedding ceremony, I trembled a little, and my hands were cold but sweating. I don´t remember being so nervous in my entire life. The red veil was making me impatient since I could see nothing but red; and all I wanted to see was Shang¨s face, just to know if he was as nervous and scared as I was.
Shang stood by my side, clenching his fists tightly because he was nervous too.
The ceremony got to it´s end, after the long minutes of pressure Shang and I faced, everything had turned out for the best. Shang removed the fail off my face. Shang told me my eyes sparkled with happiness. My lips curved into a smile. Shang smiled back at me, holded my hand and squeezed it softly.
The guests approached to us to wish us good luck in the new life we were beginning together.
My father embraced me, he didn´t want to accept the fact that I had left him so fast and so suddenly, but he knew I was in good hands. I promised to visit him and the rest of the family often. "Things will never be the same without you home everyday," he whispered into my ear. Deep inside, my father knew he couldn't keep me locked up at home, sad and lonely, he couldn´t forbid me to be happy. My daddy hugged his new son-in-law for a brief moment as a sign of affection towards him and told him, "Take care of Mulan, son." Shang nodded. Of course there was no doubt about it, he was taking care of me as if I were some precious jewel, he had said I was the most precious thing he had in his life.
We headed to the Imperial City, where Shang´s house was settled.
When we arrived to Shang´s home, Min Jung, my new mother-in-law, didn´t bother to greet us. She was angry at Shang for marrying me against her will and well, she hated me, so the lady locked the door of her room and stayed there. Even if Shang had denied it, I knew his heart was broken by the fact his own mother didn´t attend to the wedding ceremony. "I´m sorry for my mother´s lack of manners," Shang apologized. I nodded, although I felt uncomfortable knowing that I was just a problem between Shang and Min Jung. Later on Shang sat next to me on our new chamber and unrolled a scroll, he read out loud a beautiful poem written by himself dedicated to me. As he went on reading, I smiled at him, and looked at him with loving eyes. I had always been interested in poetry throughout my life; I had written some, but no one had ever considered to write something for me before. Shang´s poem made me feel all of his love towards me and I was so thankful to be there with him. I promised myself I would never forget that moment.
A sunny afternoon, just right after having lunch, Shang and I sat together on the stairs that lead to the front door of the house. My head rested on Shang´s shoulder while he had his arms around my waist. Everything was wonderful at his side. We talked about our plans for the future.
"We´ll have three kids," Shang said with a smile, "and they will be exactly like you…just as brave and witty as you."
As usual, my cheeks turned red and I told him, "You know I´m not all that." I couldn´t help myself, I would always say that kind of things when people said nice things about me. I don´t know, I think it´s for the low self- esteem I always showed since I was young.
"Of course you are more than that," Shang assured. I still cannot understand why did he see me that way…I guess it was because he loved me.
"You will teach our kids martial arts," I dove in, "and all that stuff about strength and discipline you taught me."
I looked into his little dark eyes. How much I loved the way he looked into my eyes. Shang bent down to kiss my lips and we lasted like that for some time. Both of us enjoyed our kisses because we would stay for long lost in the passion of our kiss. When we pulled away, I asked, "Would you mind if we had girls?"
"Of course not, girls are as extraordinary as boys." Shang was surely one of a kind really, different from other men. I was lucky to have him as my husband, I knew my life couldn´t be better without him.
A few seconds later, my mother-in-law, called me so I would help her to prepare dinner. My presence really made her sick because she never lost the opportunity to insinuate I was a bad wife. What did she expect? Shang and I had only days of being married and I didn´t know much about how to be the perfect wife. Besides, when it comes to cooking, I´m a total failure.
That night, I asked Shang, "Your mother hates me right?"
He inched closer to me and caressed my right cheek with the tips of his fingers. "She can´t hate you if she doesn´t know you," he assured me, "she just needs time to realize the wonderful woman you are."
"I suppose yes," I said as I stroke my hair with my fingers nervously.
"Just give her time, don´t worry," Shang went on with a smile on his face, "My mother doesn´t want to accept the fact that I´m all grown up now." Shang kissed my forehead and I closed my eyes. Then, our lips were together sharing a passionate kiss.
Sometimes, Shang and I went to the market together. There were so many eyes fixed on us as we walked through the village…obviously because they couldn´t believe Shang had actually accepted the challage of marrying me. People never feigned their disgust, and they would start to whisper into each other´s ears right in front of us. Shang used to say that we should ignore those people because they weren´t worth our attention. While I was with him, I felt like what the others thought about us didn´t matter much, since Shang had told me more than a thousand times before that he loved me madly.
After going to the market together, Shang and I visited my parents. It seemed we never had enough time to talk, time went by so fast there. My mother and granny always started babbling about how to please Shang and stuff like that, and my father would hug me and tell me how much he loved me and missed me but he used to say that he was in peace because I was with Shang. I was glad my father trusted my husband.
I went to the shrine to pray and of course to talk a couple of minutes with my dear guardian Mushu, and Cri-kee also. Mushu always teased me. "How is Shang treating you precious?" Mushu asked, "Is he as charming and dazzling as he used to before you two got married?"
I always answered, "Fine, we´re happier now." Mushu said I used to make a dreamy face when I answered. The little dragon crossed his arms and replied, "Oh I see, but if for some reason, your charming husband makes you cry, I´ll have to kick his butt." I giggled in response for some seconds, Mushu always made me laugh. "I´m serious babe, "Mushu hissed. I ignored him and kept laughing.
Little Brother will chase me everywhere I went to while I was home. He wanted me to play with him and to spoil him a little. Wherever I sat, Little Brother ran to rest on my lap, wanting me to caress him. When it was time to leave, Little Brother would start making begging faces so I would take him with me, I wished to take my little doggy with me to Shang´s house, but I knew it wouldn´t be correct for my mother-in-law.
The story is not over yet. Let me know what do you think about it , please?
A Promise To Return.
After defeating Shan Yu I slept peacefully at him. Life had been much more easy for me.
Months later Shang had actually asked me to marry him…how could I forget that wonderful day…. We were at the Emperor´s palace in a nice warm summer afternoon. Shang led me to the garden and there we sat admiring the beautiful landscape of flowers. A few minutes later Shang became so nervous he could barely talk, then he said something about marriage and I immediately said, "I do." He took me in his arms, lifted me and kissed me.
I was no longer considered a dishonorable young maiden. Everything around me was practically finewell that is everything except for cooking. My mother and my granny had tried to teach me some recipes to cook for Shang; but all of their attempts failed. Sometimes food would simply burn out while I got distracted, and other times it didn't taste quite like food. Honestly I didn't car much about it although I wanted so badly to please Shang.
"Wake up Mulan!" my mother called as she shook me.
I groaned and turned her back on my mother.
"Just give me five more minutes."
My mom frowned, I knew that since I was very young I had this special talent to make her lose all of her patience, specially when it came to being early to some special appointment like my wedding that day.
"For heavens´sake Mulan, you are going to be late!" This time I could hear her voice rising.
"That´s nothing new," I replied, finally opening my eyes and getting up from bed.
"You don´t want Shang to regret about marrying you," teased my mother.
I rolled my eyes in response. How much I hated when she teased me like that, it only made me think it could really happen, it just made me more nervous than I should be.
I changed my night clothes into a dress, so we could leave to the village to get me ready for the ceremony.
The women who received me were exactly the same ones that prepared me for the matchmaking ceremony. They got me all cleaned up, and dressed me in fine red silk clothes. Then they put me all kinds of perfume on me painted my face with thick white make-up. Also, I had orange eye shadow on my eyes and cherry red paint on my lips. When I was all ready my mother hugged me, and tears rolled down her cheeks. "I can´t believe you grew up so fast." We embraced each other, and I cried a little to. So they had to paint my face over again.
During the wedding ceremony, I trembled a little, and my hands were cold but sweating. I don´t remember being so nervous in my entire life. The red veil was making me impatient since I could see nothing but red; and all I wanted to see was Shang¨s face, just to know if he was as nervous and scared as I was.
Shang stood by my side, clenching his fists tightly because he was nervous too.
The ceremony got to it´s end, after the long minutes of pressure Shang and I faced, everything had turned out for the best. Shang removed the fail off my face. Shang told me my eyes sparkled with happiness. My lips curved into a smile. Shang smiled back at me, holded my hand and squeezed it softly.
The guests approached to us to wish us good luck in the new life we were beginning together.
My father embraced me, he didn´t want to accept the fact that I had left him so fast and so suddenly, but he knew I was in good hands. I promised to visit him and the rest of the family often. "Things will never be the same without you home everyday," he whispered into my ear. Deep inside, my father knew he couldn't keep me locked up at home, sad and lonely, he couldn´t forbid me to be happy. My daddy hugged his new son-in-law for a brief moment as a sign of affection towards him and told him, "Take care of Mulan, son." Shang nodded. Of course there was no doubt about it, he was taking care of me as if I were some precious jewel, he had said I was the most precious thing he had in his life.
We headed to the Imperial City, where Shang´s house was settled.
When we arrived to Shang´s home, Min Jung, my new mother-in-law, didn´t bother to greet us. She was angry at Shang for marrying me against her will and well, she hated me, so the lady locked the door of her room and stayed there. Even if Shang had denied it, I knew his heart was broken by the fact his own mother didn´t attend to the wedding ceremony. "I´m sorry for my mother´s lack of manners," Shang apologized. I nodded, although I felt uncomfortable knowing that I was just a problem between Shang and Min Jung. Later on Shang sat next to me on our new chamber and unrolled a scroll, he read out loud a beautiful poem written by himself dedicated to me. As he went on reading, I smiled at him, and looked at him with loving eyes. I had always been interested in poetry throughout my life; I had written some, but no one had ever considered to write something for me before. Shang´s poem made me feel all of his love towards me and I was so thankful to be there with him. I promised myself I would never forget that moment.
A sunny afternoon, just right after having lunch, Shang and I sat together on the stairs that lead to the front door of the house. My head rested on Shang´s shoulder while he had his arms around my waist. Everything was wonderful at his side. We talked about our plans for the future.
"We´ll have three kids," Shang said with a smile, "and they will be exactly like you…just as brave and witty as you."
As usual, my cheeks turned red and I told him, "You know I´m not all that." I couldn´t help myself, I would always say that kind of things when people said nice things about me. I don´t know, I think it´s for the low self- esteem I always showed since I was young.
"Of course you are more than that," Shang assured. I still cannot understand why did he see me that way…I guess it was because he loved me.
"You will teach our kids martial arts," I dove in, "and all that stuff about strength and discipline you taught me."
I looked into his little dark eyes. How much I loved the way he looked into my eyes. Shang bent down to kiss my lips and we lasted like that for some time. Both of us enjoyed our kisses because we would stay for long lost in the passion of our kiss. When we pulled away, I asked, "Would you mind if we had girls?"
"Of course not, girls are as extraordinary as boys." Shang was surely one of a kind really, different from other men. I was lucky to have him as my husband, I knew my life couldn´t be better without him.
A few seconds later, my mother-in-law, called me so I would help her to prepare dinner. My presence really made her sick because she never lost the opportunity to insinuate I was a bad wife. What did she expect? Shang and I had only days of being married and I didn´t know much about how to be the perfect wife. Besides, when it comes to cooking, I´m a total failure.
That night, I asked Shang, "Your mother hates me right?"
He inched closer to me and caressed my right cheek with the tips of his fingers. "She can´t hate you if she doesn´t know you," he assured me, "she just needs time to realize the wonderful woman you are."
"I suppose yes," I said as I stroke my hair with my fingers nervously.
"Just give her time, don´t worry," Shang went on with a smile on his face, "My mother doesn´t want to accept the fact that I´m all grown up now." Shang kissed my forehead and I closed my eyes. Then, our lips were together sharing a passionate kiss.
Sometimes, Shang and I went to the market together. There were so many eyes fixed on us as we walked through the village…obviously because they couldn´t believe Shang had actually accepted the challage of marrying me. People never feigned their disgust, and they would start to whisper into each other´s ears right in front of us. Shang used to say that we should ignore those people because they weren´t worth our attention. While I was with him, I felt like what the others thought about us didn´t matter much, since Shang had told me more than a thousand times before that he loved me madly.
After going to the market together, Shang and I visited my parents. It seemed we never had enough time to talk, time went by so fast there. My mother and granny always started babbling about how to please Shang and stuff like that, and my father would hug me and tell me how much he loved me and missed me but he used to say that he was in peace because I was with Shang. I was glad my father trusted my husband.
I went to the shrine to pray and of course to talk a couple of minutes with my dear guardian Mushu, and Cri-kee also. Mushu always teased me. "How is Shang treating you precious?" Mushu asked, "Is he as charming and dazzling as he used to before you two got married?"
I always answered, "Fine, we´re happier now." Mushu said I used to make a dreamy face when I answered. The little dragon crossed his arms and replied, "Oh I see, but if for some reason, your charming husband makes you cry, I´ll have to kick his butt." I giggled in response for some seconds, Mushu always made me laugh. "I´m serious babe, "Mushu hissed. I ignored him and kept laughing.
Little Brother will chase me everywhere I went to while I was home. He wanted me to play with him and to spoil him a little. Wherever I sat, Little Brother ran to rest on my lap, wanting me to caress him. When it was time to leave, Little Brother would start making begging faces so I would take him with me, I wished to take my little doggy with me to Shang´s house, but I knew it wouldn´t be correct for my mother-in-law.
The story is not over yet. Let me know what do you think about it , please?