A/N-So, this is my first fanfiction-thing-a-ma-bob-er. So I based it off of Samurai Warriors 2/2: Empires and kind-of-not-really-real history that Ms. T taught us in sophomore year, and decided to make it an AU fic. I love-love-love Nagamasa and Oichi-they're too adorable to pass up writing. So I'd like reviews, and I'd like to not be sued, 'cause I know they aren't mine. Oh, also, art will soon come at the end of these. I likes arts.

Ficlet One: The Nobunaga Seating Arrangement

"Stand. Bow. Be seated." A dark, brooding figure entered the room, notebook and reading materials in hand as the students settled. "Starting today, I, Oda Nobunaga, will be your English teacher and your principal, despite the fact I've asked the class arranging department of my office to refrain from giving me an assignment for the fifth time." His gaze was unwavering as he scanned the room, and settled his eyes on a particular boy. "You there, with the atrocious hat. Stand."

A young man with golden locks looked around, searching for the boy with the "atrocious hat". He pointed at himself, and Nobunaga could only roll his eyes, obviously filing through various insults he could hurl without being very direct about it.

"Ah yes," The tall male gazed down at his roster, school pictures included. "Azai. You may wear that stupid looking garment outside of the classroom, in another teacher's classroom, or anywhere where I am not. However, in my presence, you shall remove the atrocity and place it under your desk. Do I make myself clear?" The boy could only nod in fear, his eyes downcast as he removed his cap. "Now, class," He paused for a moment, counting the number of students he would keep under his wing for this year. "Get up. I shall choose your seats for you."

And if they did groan and complain, he pretended not to hear a single sound. As he placed the students in a new order, he had a seemingly randomized pattern of placing gaps between students, but that would shortly be changed. The door creaked open, and a young girl with dark brown tresses popped her head into the room, smile meeting the skeptical eyes of the teacher.

"Aniki—I mean, Oda-Sensei, the office ladies sent me here because of schedule conflicts." She entered the room, the high pony-tail waving back and forth as each step was taken, and presented the seemingly-giant man with a paper indicating the change. He sighed and shook his head, obviously displeased with the sudden change.

"Oichi, you can sit," Again, his eyes scanned the room, and if he knew the consequences of this one action, he wouldn't have done it. "Azai-boy. Stand." The golden-haired boy grinned foolishly. "You may sit next to the foolish boy with the stupid hat." Since there was a randomized gap between Azai and the following male, she took the spot and placed her belongings beneath her desk.

He knew not what to call this feeling in his stomach, as the girl sat next to him. She was indeed beautiful, and she was indeed nice-smelling. He knew, though, that this girl conjured unknown feelings in him before they had even spoken. "Ah, Azai Nagamasa." He held out a hand to the girl, who took it and gave him a sweet smile as well.

"Oda Oichi." The girl introduced herself, just as the rest of the class was assigned their permanent seat. Nobunaga had started his mini-lesson for today, and she was listening attentively…when she didn't glance at the new friend she had made—Nagamasa. He was cute, she admitted, enough so that he could vie for her attention and always win.

It began with short conversations, friendly gestures, and note-passing, though gradually it evolved to become a tight bond made of parfaits, study sessions, and trips to the library, and before long, Azai Nagamasa and Oda Oichi found special places in their hearts for each other.