Author's Note: Okay, I'm sorry. I never meant for you guys to hate Mulan, or Shang, nor Shan. After I saw all of your reviews, I rewrote Chapter 10. I'm not even kidding, even the author's note! I just don't want you guys to hate Mulan or Shang or Shan. But I do agree, it's time Shang starts fighting for what he wants. You'll see why in Mulan's point of view next chapter. This time, this chapter is from Shang's point of view. You get to see exactly how he feels. Enjoy:) R&R

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-I never knew how much you guys loved Shang. Well I'll admit...I'm more of a Mulan/Shang person. Well it'd be nice to see how this couple turns out despite all their problems. And I'll admit, Mulan is a little bit confused which explains her odd behavior.

Flashback: "Shang I'm sorry!" Mulan yelled at him.

"'Sorry' doesn't cut it anymore!" Shang argued.

"Then what do you want me to do?" Mulan asked with tears falling down her face, "I've told you sorry several times! I don't know what to do anymore! Don't be angry at me! I love you!" She pleaded and begged.

Shang grunted at this thought, trying to erase it.

Flashback: "Shan? Really, Mulan? You're falling in love with your own comrade?" Shang scoffed at her.

"Oh please! Don't give me that!" Mulan retorted, "After all, you and I fell in love! Unless you're too scared to even show how you feel about me?"

Shang sighed and wondered exactly what she even meant by that.

Flashback: "Don't even start!" Shang replied, "With you, it's only about words, words, and words! Have you ever thought that I could show you that I love you in other ways?"

"I've been trying to explain myself this whole time and tell you about the slight feelings I felt for him! But all you've done is ignore me!" Mulan yelled at him.

He wondered if she really even meant that.

Flashback: "All I did was have fun with him for one day! It's not like I kissed him!"

Shang growled. "It's not like I kissed him!" he mimicked Mulan in her high voice and she turned around and glared at him. Throughout the duration of this journey, he had been going over the fight in his head, wishing that he had said more, and that it hadn't gone down that way. They had been going down this road for so long. And not just this trail. Or in other words, Shang and Mulan had gone down this "argument path" for so long. The two wouldn't talk, and if they did it was only to argue. It had been a tossing of words and much more. This trip and arguments not only started bruises and cuts, but it also opened new wounds. Shang sighed. This whole time he had been going over their fights.

"Mulan doesn't understand," "She doesn't see what I see," "She's forgetting me," "She's taking the easy way out," "She's not thinking," "She's jeopardizing the mission!" These were all Shang's arguments, not with Mulan, not with Mei, but with himself. And Shang knew it. He knew he was making these excuses, but why not? It was certainly easier and he didn't know what to do with Mulan or even how he felt about her anymore.

"Shang," Mulan said interrupting his thoughts, "Where are we going? There's a fork in the road."

He sighed and looked at her fierce eyes. To him they said, "I'm angry at you, I hate you right now, but I have to talk to you because I am forced to". And just like this fork in the road, they were torn between two decisions: marry and forget about this week, or actually facing their problems and seeing where it would lead them. Shang was just afraid that it might lead her away. And something told him, Mulan was afraid of the same thing.

"We'll go west. That is in the direction of the kingdom anyway, and where Xiaohua might have disappeared." Shang replied.

"Have you ever thought that she may have taken the wrong way and as a result is in the condition she is now: lost, confused, and unprotected? I think she went down this beaten down path." Mulan replied with a little anger in her voice. Since their fight, which luckily Shan was not present during, Mulan and Shang had been keeping things on the down low. They hadn't been showing their anger towards each other and Shan seemed completely unaware about it. He still continued to talk to Mulan, but the only difference was that she didn't talk to him much.

"First of all," Shang replied, "She was traveling with an intelligent soldier. He knew where he was going and what to do. There is no way that he went down the wrong path."

"Then explain his disappearance, and Xiaohua's inability to be found and the fact that she still has not made her way to Qui Gong. After all Shang," she looked him deep in the eyes, "People do make mistakes."

Shang returned the look. He knew that last sentence was a direct hit at him. She wanted to let him know that she made a mistake and to be forgiven. But she also shot at him, "his mistake to kiss Xiaohua" and the fact that she forgave him anyway. "We're going down this road. And if you don't want to follow then that's fine!" he answered her sternly.

"You're really going to leave your own betrothed here Shang?" she asked sarcastically and batted her eyes innocently, "It's not like you care anyway." She muttered and quickly changed her innocent act into her constant angry behavior that had become so routine.

"Oh trust me Mulan," Shang turned around to make sure she was following, "I couldn't leave you even if I tried."

And for once in a long time Shang actually heard Mulan's voice in his mind, asking him the same question he had been wishing to ask her, "Do you actually mean that?"

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Later that night, Mulan entered his tent with a dark red robe covering her. Shang sat up in surprise looking at her. He wore his same outfit: cream pants and a matching shirt, that was open and showing his chest. "And to what do I owe this visit?" he asked.

"You said you wanted me to show that I loved you in a way other than words," she replied, "Well then I'll give you exactly what you wanted. This is how much I love you." And at that moment she took off her robe revealing her in only a dark corset and lace panty. She got down on her knees and leaned on Shang. Mulan kissed Shang as she explored his chest with hands. The kiss grew deeper and deeper as Shang caressed her body with his hands. Just as Shang was about to take off her corset Mulan backed away and sat in front of him.

"What?" Shang looked at her surprised.

"I want to talk to you," she told him, "And the only way I could get that is by teasing you." She smiled and grabbed her robe.

Shang sighed impatiently, "What is there to talk about Mulan?"

"Oh so we can make love, but when it comes to talking between you and me, you can't spare me a moment?" Mulan asked angrily.

Shang sighed and gestured for her to continue.

"No," Mulan replied, "Because if you don't really want to talk to me then I don't care anymore. Shang, you and I have a history. Don't you forget that! We have been through so much together and I haven't forgotten that. I still wonder if you love me, because I'm not so sure about you anymore." She got up and put on her robe, and walked near the door, "You know, Mushu made me decide right then and there who I had to choose to marry: Shan or you. He gave me two pictures to look at. And I'm sorry if this may come as hard to take but I need to tell you the truth. I had a hard time choosing. I stepped back for a while and thought I might let my heart decide, but even then I was torn. And when I let the wind blow me in one direction, to have one picture fly on my face, let me tell you I was disappointed with what I saw."

But before Shang could ask whose picture she saw, Mulan ran out the door.