A/N: Chapter two finally done! I have the next chapter finished, it was actually supposed to be part of the intro, but I felt that it would be better to not start the story off like that. For those who like "The Last Princess of Zhao" which is the parent story of this, I updated chapter sixteen recently. Hope you guys like this! Thank you for reading and leaving me some love, it really inspired me to do more when I know people like my writings.

Kihoko-san: I'm glad to see you here and I hope you liked it!

VeronicaLee00: Fufufufu we'll see.

Diao: I agree, Kanki is a major bastard and a creepy one at that! Poor Sakura and Riboku...

AnythingFromTheTrolly: I'm glad you like the story so far! Your comments along with everyone else's inspired me to finally start this. I agree with you about Riboku, he has his own story so I feel a little more liberal with what happens to him (despite my heart telling me otherwise lol). My friend who reads both stories bitched me out about what I'm going to do with him. She doesn't want a single hair on his head hurt, her words almost exactly haha. I put a lot of thought into and the conclusion I came to was that Sakura could never feel a thing for Kanki as long as she knows Riboku's out there and looking for her. If he's alive, she'll do anything to reunite with him. That's how it is in the other story as well.

I will do my best to make it as extensive as my other one as I hate how most stories end as well as soon as the main characters get together. To me, the story doesn't end there. That point is just the beginning a lot of times. I don't even know where I would end my stories as I always think of something more to write. For this story, I know how it begins and ends, just the "meat" of it is still up in the air. I plan on it being long and even have two different endings in mind. I think I'll write both, just with one being alternate.

Karu has different plans for this story, I'll say that. Oh and there will be more lemons fufufu. After all, Kanki is a pig as you can probably tell from the manga. I mean he has a handful of women in his tent whenever they show it. I'd like to answer all the questions, but it would be spoiler city and even I don't know some of them. I don't know till I actually write each chapter, since I quit planning them and just typed. I did do outline for a tiny bit, but went back to winging it. While Kanki isn't extensively shown in the manga and I have room to add, I try (I use that a bit loosely) to stay in character if possible, but with my own twist. I'm grateful they're doing an arc with his army since it shows him in a different way from any other time, but they still don't delve into his thoughts and whatnot, which is a little frustrating. Well, I hope you like this chapter and I'll have the next one posted in a few days since it pretty much done. I just like getting a few reviews before I post new ones fufu, I'm greedy. Just kidding... I just like to read people's opinions on how the story is progressing.

ALibra: It's really great to see you and others who like my other story here! I'm elated that you like the story so far, the comments you and everyone else leave encourage me to keep writing and that was one of the factors that pushed me to actually getting around to writing this. I live creepy Kanki too, he's such a weird bastard lol. I always imagine him not being right in the head (the manga...enough said) so I wanted to portray that in this and my other story.

I'm so conflicted about Riboku and have been ever since I even considered a Kanki story. I can't think of a way to make Sakura fall for Kanki with Riboku being out there somewhere. He was the first man she ever loved who took her away from the crappy life she had in Kantan and gave her a place in his life and manor. She wouldn't be who she is now without him and everyone in the compound became family to her. What could Kanki do or have to offer her that she doesn't have with Riboku? That's been my train of thought. If Sakura spent like a year with Kanki and Riboku showed up to take her home, would she say no? I just feel that she wouldn't be able to choose anyone over Riboku. Knowing he's alive, she'd keep trying to reunite with him. Kanki has no chance, because he's also a monster. He couldn't compare to her knight in shining armor. Well, nothing's written in stone (or fanfiction lol) so it's still up in the air for now. I do however can guarantee that this story will have more sex and all the good stuff. So I hope that can make up for anything that may or may not happen. I'm glad to see you here and hope you like this chapter. The next one will be out in a few day, since it's already done.

SilenceCast: Thank you! I hope you like this story as well and I'm glad you found it. I try to put updates in the authors note when I know I'm going to update, but I also forget sometimes. Next chapter will be out in a few days and I'm glad you're reading the manga. It's the best! The anime doesn't do it justice since they take out a lot of details and violence. It takes away from the feel of the real story. Thanks for leaving a review!


The hall of the royal palace was filled to the brim with patrons and officials from every state in China, gathered here for one purpose: a banquet being held by the Qin king, Ei Sei. As a celebration of his victory in subjugating the other six enemy states, he arranged for this banquet to be held and made it mandatory that all the generals and "top brass" had to show up.

To Kanki, this was nothing more than a disgusting spectacle for the young king to flaunt his power over everyone else. Unfortunately, many seemed to not understand the meaning of this "celebration" or just went along with it, not wanting to anger the man who would soon be crowned as emperor.

The bandit boss leaned back against a wall, furthest away from all the fools carrying on, patiently waiting for the real reason he came tonight. Since it was mandatory, he was expected to make a showing, but since when has he always followed by the rules? No, he came here with a purpose...

Taking a swig out of one of the jugs he snatched from a servant woman, the harsh liquid ran down his throat, scorching all the way to his stomach. It would take a lot more than this to get him going. Looking towards the table ahead of him, he watched as the lieutenants of his army attempted to not cause trouble. The group stuck out like sore thumb.

Ringyoku's colored lips, tattooed face and crazy hair were enough to give brats nightmares for weeks. He was the loudest of the bunch, laughing and smacking the table as he drank, often spilling alcohol onto his clothing as it ran from the sides of his mouth as he carried on.

The man beside him, Maron, was the complete opposite. The strategist was proper, drinking without spilling a drop and spoke with honorifics, unlike the majority of the army. His hair was always nearly combed and his thin mustache that he curled at the ends was neatly kept. For some reason he decided to grow one, much to the other lieutenants humor.

Across from them was Koku Ou and Naki. While beautiful, Koku Ou was a dark, calculating woman, who was deadly with a bow and arrow. She was capable of shooting multiple arrows at a time, each hitting their respective targets without fail. Hands down the best archer of the entire army. Aside from her martial skill, she was also known as a man-eater, who treated her men differently based on their looks.

Naki was one of the more sensible of the group, less volatile than the others. You could trust to send him out to work with others without having to be concerned with him murdering them all. He was a tall man with two thin braids and a tattoo on his face. Maron conversed with him as they sipped their drinks, not bothering with the others as they carried on.

A few of the other men had come along, drinking and laughing with each other and Ringyoku. Koku Ou looked at them pointedly, clearly annoyed by their disgusting behavior as they made a mess and the loud celebration going on.

"Kukuku..." They sure were a sorry bunch and looked completely out of place with all the rich and fancy officials who were in attendance. Despite bringing four of his lieutenants and quite a few men, he had to leave the others behind to watch over their temporary base, just outside oft he capital.

Raido didn't want to come and there was no way in hell Zenou's group or the Saki clan would be able to even set foot near the capital without instant bloodshed. Those guys were best to keep away unless they were going on raids or into battle. Kanki himself tries to avoid the two latter groups unless it's really necessary...

Emptying the rest of the small jug, the bandit kicked off the wall and slammed it down onto the table, starting Ringyoku who hadn't noticed him coming up behind him.

"Shit boss! You scared the hell out of me..." The lieutenants hair looked crazier than ever as it stuck straight up with the help of his sweat. Every now and then, he wiped his forehead and ran it through his wild locks.

"Perhaps you should slow down, Ringyoku-kun. It's not polite to get completely inebriated and out of control in such a place. Do not forget we're guests here, so we should behave accordingly." Maron quipped, his eyes closed and index finger up, giving the air of an educated aristocrat instead of a bandit.

Kanki chuckled seeing how deranged the man looked with unruly hair and wide, bloodshot eyes. No wonder the people here made room around them whenever they got up or walked, they probably thought whole group was a bunch of lunatics. Not that it's completely off...

Grabbing one of the half filled jug, the dark haired man brought it lips, ready to chug it down when something caught his eye. Looking over, he noticed the large group of people shuffling into the hall that must have just arrived.

Right away, the person he currently despised the most had come in. It was hard not to notice the blond haired man. He was tall, towering over many of the officials and basic soldiers. Riboku... The new Prime Minister of Qin, who formerly held the same position in his homeland of Zhao. That is...until he betrayed and sold out his own people for his own personal gain.

Kanki was not a virtuous man himself. Hell, he knew he was a monster, but he would never turn on his own lieutenants and soldiers. You take care of your own and make your own path to get what you want... And that's exactly what he did.

Riboku on the other hand, was the lowest of the low. That asshole set it up with King Ei Sei so that if he turned on Zhao, then he would have a position and power in Qin. How did he know all of this? It's because the Kanki Army was ordered to help the Riboku Army siege the enemy's capital, Kantan. The strategist had provided maps and information on the entire city, including population numbers, guard posts, secret passages, etc.

His dark eyes widened as soon as he saw the small, feminine woman beside the Prime Minister. Sauntering through the throng of guests in the way, the person who was the center of his attention walked arm in arm with Riboku as a servant led them to their table. A group that moved to Qin with them had followed, mostly compromised of soldiers and officials.

Sakura-hime, the last princess of Zhao. King Ei Sei had given her to Riboku as a trophy for his help in subjugating Zhao. Actually, it was one of the Prime Ministers conditions. He wanted the young princess, so he used the threat of execution to force her hand...and it worked. After all, Kanki had slaughtered every other member of the royal family and she had been only a breath away from becoming a victim herself. If only the blond hadn't intervened...

That's where this had all started. During the siege, the woman had fought back and defied him. While the other princesses had crumbled in fear and at the prospect of death, she fought as hard as she could and almost escaped his clutches. Now getting back at the woman was all he could think about. They had crossed path many times since Kantan, and she eluded him every step of the way. It was maddening. No one can run from Kanki and hope to get away with it.

Despite the contempt he felt towards her, Kanki couldn't stop his eyes from roaming her shapely figure. Like always, the woman looked beautiful. The light blue robe with flowers hugged her curves in the most sinful way. It didn't take long to notice the other men turning to look at her, admire what would never be theirs.

A devious smirk spread across his face as he noticed the princesses long, pink locks were being held by a gold, jeweled band. The same one he had left in bed with her when he snuck into the master chambers of the Prime Minister's manor. It was all too easy... And to see her wearing the hairpiece that he had commissioned just for her- had made it all worthwhile.

She probably had no idea that he was the one to gift it to her and that fool Riboku mustn't have admitted that it wasn't from him. If only the pinkette knew that the gold and jewels used to make it were contraband from many raids him and his army had conducted over the last year. Precious stones and metal... Making a hairpiece from those were nothing to sneeze at and he had to have a professional do the work of putting it together.

Grabbing the jug, he slowly shifted back into his corner, quietly watching the couple without their knowledge. Tonight was going to be his night. The one where he finally had his victory and he would start what he finished, no matter the cost. These last few weeks were dedicated to making sure everything panned out as planned. He did his part, all that he could do now was wait to see if the others could do theirs as well.

'You better not fuck this up, Riki.'


The bandit boss leaned against the wall, drinking his liquor and carefully watching everything and everyone around him. The plan had already been set into motion. From the moment Sakura's lips connected to her cup full of alcohol, she sealed her own fate.

With a fake smile and half lidded eyes, Riki worked her magic as she served their table. Admittedly, she was a useful whore and her huge tits were one of her only redeeming qualities. That and the way she did anything and everything he told her to do. Like the other women who flaunted their shit at his base, they were all too willing to do anything and everything for him.

'Stupid ass pawns...'

The redhead tried working her magic, using her feminine wiles to capture the Prime Ministers attention and hopefully distract him from the woman sitting beside him. From what it seemed from where the dark haired man stood, it didn't look like it was working.

Riki flirted and pushed her tits in the blond mans face only for him to look annoyed and put distance between them. It was clear that she was trying, but unless the job got done, none of it would matter.

She turned away from the table and headed to the back to grab another jug of alcohol for the group. Walking across the hall, the redhead glanced towards him with a confused look. Did he want her to leave it if the target wasn't taking the bait?

Narrowing his dark eyes at her, she visibly gulped knowing his answer. Do the job or suffer the consequences. Hurrying along, the woman went into the back.

Kanki stood there, watching to see what she would do next. If she tried running, no one would be more sorry than herself. Perhaps he'd toss her to the Saki clan if she was that stupid.

Minutes passed by and no one came out of the back. Tapping his boot, the he bandit ground his teeth in irritation. They had already been at this damn banquet far longer than initially intended and his patience was running thin. His lieutenants were getting restless and some of the men were already piss drunk. At least the ones he needed were smart enough not to drink too much, or they would be useless helping.

Ringyoku was already too far gone to be considered any help. If anything, he was going to need help just to make it back to the base.

The door opened, grabbing his attention back to the task at hand and sure enough, red hair poked out and looked around. 'What's she planning?' The woman looked towards him and nodded her head, before walking out.

Turning towards the table where his lieutenants were sitting at, he whistled lowly. Naki looked up and nodded, putting his jug down and leaving the table. The others were to stay where they are to not attract any attention. If they all headed out at once, it would much more noticeable.

Looking back, he saw Riki at the Prime Ministers table with no jug, making him want to smack her into tomorrow. Leaning down, she whispered something into Riboku's ear, making his brow furrow. Within seconds, the man stood up and started following her across the room.

A smirk spread across the bandits face at his luck. Perhaps that redhead wasn't as useless as he thought. Now that the Prime Minister was out of the way, this would be a lot easier. Moving along the wall in the shadows, he started heading towards the side of the room where the Zhao were. All he had to do was work his magic and somehow get the pinkette away from the others.

The boss stopped as soon as he saw another person take a seat at their table. The female lieutenant of Riboku's army headed off and the commander of the Hi Shin Unit took a seat next to the princess.

'What the fuck does that slave brat think he's doing?!' Kanki clenched his fist as Shin sat with Sakura, bringing his jug of alcohol with him. Riboku's lieutenant, the guy with a masked faced, started arguing with him, before running off towards the the Hi Shin Units table and causing a ruckus with one of the members.

Watching the idiots at work, the general felt his irritation rising. Who know how long he had until the Prime Minister returned? It could be any second, any minute now. There wasn't much time. The major issues he had, which were the strategist and his lieutenants, were currently away from the table. Now all that was left was to get rid of that dumbass former slave. The others at the table were of no concern, just some basic soldiers and officials who were immersed in their own conversations and drinking.

Shin wouldn't be hard to get rid of, he was a simpleton. Right now he was drunk and easily distracted. Perfect. All he would have to do is mention that the king had asked for him and he'd go running off like a good little slave.

Grinning, he headed towards the table with resolve to finish this. No more games, no more distractions...

All of a sudden, a short dark haired man walked towards Shin, berating him. By the look of his clothing, he must have been another one of the Zhao guards. The man grabbed the princess by the arm and pulled her away from the commander. Pointing towards the exit, he motioned for her to leave.

Standing by the door, was Riboku's female lieutenant, Kaine, who just walked out. Perhaps the guard didn't like Shin, a former slave of low birth, talking to their princess? Either way, this was perfect...

Kanki grinned as he watch the pinkette stumble across the room, heading towards where the dark haired woman was. That guard didn't know it, but he just sealed her fate.

'Kukuku...'


Kaine tapped her foot as she waited for Sakura-hime out in the corridor, so they could return to the manor. They had been at the banquet for some time, but Karu insisted that she escort the princess back. As the night progressed, the more I'll she seemed... Perhaps it was the alcohol? Maybe it was the food?

Either way, now it was her job to take the woman back. Riboku-sama had left with some servant woman and all hell is close to breaking loose. All they could hope for was the inebriated pinkette to go to sleep when they returned to the manor. Kami forbid if the lord comes back before that...

Sakura-hime had one hell of a right hook, something the female lieutenant learned the hard way. It was very unlike the general to do something so...outlandish, so there must have been a reason. He wasn't a womanizer, nor an adulterer...something was up. Either way, she would put her trust in him to do the right thing until they all were back in the compound and he can explain himself.

Hearing something, the swordswoman spun around to greet the pinkette only to see the wooden door closing. No one was there...

'What the hell was that? Did she turn back around?'

Slowly walking towards the door, Kaine looked back and forth. Something just felt...wrong. As her hand reached the handle, someone grabbed her from behind, covering her mouth with a cloth in their hand.

"Mmm! Mhhhm!" The woman thrashed and kicked, trying to get out of the hold. Cocking her arm back, she brought her elbow down as hard as she could against the assailants midsection, only to feel hard metal beneath the fabric of their robe.

'Dammit!'

"Shhh... Shhhh... Just relax. I don't wanna have to hurt you, much less kill ya. You'll be out in a few seconds so stop strugglin'." The deep, calm voice of the man made Kaine panic even more, but the more she struggled, the slower she felt. Everything started getting blurry as she fought against the strong arms holding her back.

'What is this? My body...feels so..heavy. Riboku-sama...' The female commander could feel her body giving out, no matter how much she tried willing it to fight. The man was much stronger than her and whatever was on the cloth smelled weird. It was undoubtedly causing her body to react this way. Everything started spinning as she blacked out...


Naki breathed a sigh of relief as the woman's head lolled to the side, finally passing out. Despite her small stature, she was quite strong. Fortunately, he wore armor under his clothes...just in case.

Pulling her away from the door, the bandit looked around for somewhere to put her for the time being. The boss only told him to get any obstacles out of the way, but didn't say he had to kill them. That would only leave a mess and could possibly drawn unnecessary attention. Of course he could have just broke her neck and hid her somewhere, but it just seemed like...such a waste.

Looking around, he saw a room down the hall. Picking the woman up, he tossed her over his shoulder and headed for the door. Hopefully it was unoccupied or there would be extra work and more cleaning up to do.

Grabbing the handle, he pulled the door open with his hand as he used the other to keep his "hostage" steady. Peeking in, the place was completely dark. It looked as if it wasn't used for anything...a perfect place to hide a body temporarily.

Whatever crap Maron gave him to use on the cloth should keep her out of it for a while, giving all of them plenty of time to finish up. It was a good thing she hadn't seen him or he might of had to kill her so she couldn't identify him.

That was the reason he hid in the shadows. The woman had no idea he had already been out there the whole time as she stomped out there. As she impatiently tapped her foot waiting, he figured that would have been the best chance to sneak up on her before she tried going back into the banquet hall.

Slipping into the room, he used a blade to keep the door ajar to have some light. The bandit didn't know what was in here and didn't want to be surprised and not be able to leave quickly. Satisfied with how far in he went, the dark haired man grabbed the woman and set her down in a corner carefully.

Reaching into his robe, he pulled out an empty jug he grabbed from the banquet that he drank and set it next to her. If anything, on the chance that someone found her, they'd think she had gotten drunk and wandered in here. Naki laughed to himself as he turned around and headed towards the door.

'Too bad. She ain't half bad lookin'...'

With one last look at the unconscious woman, he pulled his blade from the door and let it close, figuring she would be fine as long as she was out of the way. The boss wouldn't have been nearly as kind. He probably would have done something horrible to her just to get back at that Riboku guy...or just for fun. Either way, this was a better choice.

Walking down the corridor, he saw the door kick open as two figures emerged. The boss half guiding, half dragging the pink haired woman he had pointed out earlier. She looked totally out of it, probably from the effects of whatever Riki had been serving her or perhaps some of the shit that he just used on that lieutenant.

"Get rid of that Zhao bitch?" The boss grinned, seemingly happier than a dog eating shit now that he snatched up his prize.

"Yeah boss, she's outta the way." He didn't ask if she was dead. All he told him to do was make sure she wasn't a problem.

"Kukuku, good. You guys finish up here, I'm heading out." Naki nodded, knowing full well what he meant. Looking at the woman in his grasp, she seemed so far gone that there was no way she had any ideas what was going on. How did he manage to grab her in the hall without one of her people noticing? Well, that was the bosses forte...sneaking in and out if places with the goods without anyone noticing.

He shuffled off with the pinkette in tow. It was late, making it easier to get out of the palace unnoticed by the guards who were easy to distract. They had been doing shit like that for years, it was like taking candy from a baby by now.

The bandits dark eyes narrowed on the woman, feeling bad for whatever was going to happen to her. If she was in the bosses hands, then there was no chance for her...

The doors at the end of the corridor pushed open as the boss dragged the princess along with him, before disappearing into the darkness.

Sighing, Naki turned around and headed back to the royal hall to take his place with the other lieutenants. He may not like everything that goes on, but orders were orders. Whatever the boss says goes...