Men of Intelligence
By: Cleo Jane
Disclaimer: No I do not own these characters. If I did I would be richer than heck right about now. These people you have read from Romance of Three Kingdoms and have played from Dynasty Warriors 3, where once real people. This is just my spin off of what I think could have happened. So if you do not like male to male love do not read this story! Okay? No flames and hate mail is allowed and please review this chapter! I really want to hear what you guys think! No onward! To the tale!
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"Brass from the East"
Sima Yi was up early that stormy Monday morning preparing for his venture toward the south. There was word that his most hated rival would be traveling to a nearby village with his men to seek rest and safety there. This news brought a very happy and sadistic smirk on Sima Yi's face. This would be a perfect and ideal time for him to ambush the famous Zhuge Liang and earn his long awaited kill on this bleak day.
Without a slightest hesitation, he picked up his crumbled, extensive, silk purplish red robes from the floor of his tent and placed them over his wan, colorless skin. He then added that beautiful, blue colored headdress of his which was lined with the precious metallic color of gold on the side of it that made it seem as if he was glowing. For his face, he wore that normal mischievous scowl he usually had as his typical day by day expression. For his eyes, he would scorn his troops with a disapproving glare for their senseless behavior within his regal presence. In completion of his wardrobe, Sima Yi carried his ever-faithful raven-feathered fan in his left hand holding it close to his pale cheeks. He closed his two extraordinary light colored hazel eyes as he brushed his delicately, long fingers against the flaps of his tent away in a careless manner.
As soon as he stepped his outside, the water that rained down from the dusky clouds above instantly wet him like a large waterfall spilling over his richly clothed body. His steps where soft and splashing as he trudged through the large dark puddles in undefined grace and speed of a swan. His eyes where cold and regarding as he quickly mounted the white steed Zhang He was holding for him by its golden reigns. He glanced over to his exquisite, lengthy haired general with a slight nod as he eyed his alley for this upcoming battle with Zhuge Liang.
Sima Yi's frigid eyes stared into the other man's fire lusted dark brown orbs searching for the strength and reliance he normally saw in the pretty general's skill within the battlefield. He gave Zhang He a slight smirk when he saw that same primal lust he had in his heart in the attractive man's lovely eyes. His serious stare turned away from him and straight ahead to the damp, tempestuous land that waited to swallow him whole. With a loud cry of impending victory and pride, Sima Yi drove his white stallion out within the dark meadows, behind him his troops followed shouting the grand praises of Wei and praises of their Lord as they marched off to make another kill.
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Zhuge Liang's black eyes stared out into nothingness as his chocolate colored steed galloped slowly toward the little village that was a good three miles away. His flushed skin shivered slightly as the freezing raindrops pierced his flesh like a thousand arrows. His hands where grasping tightly to the reigns to his horse as if in terror of ever letting go. Liang's stomach was in complete knots, as it seemed to tangle it self over and over like several ropes. A brief melancholy sigh escaped his soft, pale lips as he saw that he was getting closer and closer to his destination. Zhuge Liang was very worried for his men, for they all where wan, fatigued and starving for food and sleep. He closed his eyes for a brief moment trying to block out the painful moans he heard from the wounded on his team and from the own chattering of his teeth as the frigid winds blew through his bones like ice shards. But his trivial moment of peace came to a complete end as he heard the deafening cry of one of his soldiers.
"The enemy is here! Wei has came to finish us off!"
Zhuge Liang's brown orbs snapped open within a single instant once he heard that sentence. His whole body completely froze in sudden panic and fear for he knew he was in more position to wage war with that tyrant Cao Cao! Nor was he ready to face the man he loved so dearly but hated him back with such spite. He turned to his nearest bodyguard and told him to send the wounded away from here and to the village as quickly as possible. He told the rest of his men that they will try to delay the enemy from the wounded and hopefully make a hastily retreat from them in the nearby looming, ominous mountains that lied south. His only woman bodyguard, Kei nodded her head hesitantly. She didn't want to leave her lord alone here to encounter these demons of Wei once again, but she knew she had to obey. Without much more loitering, she lead the wounded toward the village while her lord turned to face the forces of Cao Cao for the second time this month.
Kongming gritted his teeth as a low growl came from his throat. His once passive expression turned extremely dark with rage and anger. If Sima Yi wanted to rip out his throat so damn badly, for his sake he hoped that Sima Yi would before he ripped out his own. No matter how deep his desires where to be with one with his rival and not be rivals at all he knew his duty to defend the kingdom of Shu at all costs.
Then if so, this shall be his final battle and if not, Zhuge Liang will be known throughout history as a great general.
Without a hesitation or the missing of a single heartbeat, he sent forth north toward the open plains that where ahead of him. His men rode with him as he did their voices all shouting victory over their foes as if they could predict the future. Literally, Zhuge Liang's heart was right on the edge of his mouth once he saw the enemy advance from the thick mist of the storm.
He knew that Cao Cao's forces where large.no enormous! But he didn't expect Sima Yi to be in command of what seemed to be millions and millions of blue uniform soldiers running toward them with their spears, pike, swords and even crossbows drawn at him.
"How can one hate me so.?" Kongming thought silently as he could just stare in utmost horror at the beasts that where coming for his blood. He could see his arch nemesis riding in front of his troops leading them right for himself and his troops. Zhuge Liang knew damn well that a clash like this would not go well to his liking. It would be better to just pull back.
"We shall not engage the enemy!" He said to the tiny few of his men. "Strategy shall be our key! If we are able to loose them around the mountain roads, I am sure that will give us enough time to flee all together! We must be hopeful men!" Zhuge Liang laughed softly as he looked up toward the gloomy gray skies above. "We have the weather on our side and the mist of rain to blind them with! We just need to be hopeful and have faith within my skills!"
Zhuge Liang turned his gaze from above and looked forward once more upon to the plains. His stomach was clenched as tightly as his heart. He knew that in this battle it was all or nothing. Surely he wasn't going to let that handsome rat from Wei kill him in a land unknown to him. He knew the price of failure and refused to pay its debt.
Hastily, he and his men took off like scared doves toward the mountains just as the demons followed them closely behind.
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"He is running away!?"
Sima Yi's voice was a mixture of shock yet faint amusement! He didn't expect the great strategist of Shu to be turning his back and fleeing like the true coward he was. He half expected to have a duel with his rival not a silly chase across the prairie. But then the realization completely dawned on him.
"His forces are weaken! They are small! This shall be an easy win!"
A wicked smirk appeared on his face when he heard the boisterous cheers of his men screaming for the downfall of Zhuge Liang. His cold eyes turned back toward the fleeing enemy troops practically laughing at their attempts to escape his iron grip.
"Onward! We shall splatter his blood across this land! Onward! We shall be VICTORIOUS!"
Suddenly, the millions and millions of his blood lusting minions left him charging forward in the pouring rain through the thick white mist that surrounded them. With their lances, spears, pikes, swords and crossbows ready to attack.
This surely couldn't have been a more perfect day for Sima Yi..
To be Continued
By: Cleo Jane
Disclaimer: No I do not own these characters. If I did I would be richer than heck right about now. These people you have read from Romance of Three Kingdoms and have played from Dynasty Warriors 3, where once real people. This is just my spin off of what I think could have happened. So if you do not like male to male love do not read this story! Okay? No flames and hate mail is allowed and please review this chapter! I really want to hear what you guys think! No onward! To the tale!
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------
"Brass from the East"
Sima Yi was up early that stormy Monday morning preparing for his venture toward the south. There was word that his most hated rival would be traveling to a nearby village with his men to seek rest and safety there. This news brought a very happy and sadistic smirk on Sima Yi's face. This would be a perfect and ideal time for him to ambush the famous Zhuge Liang and earn his long awaited kill on this bleak day.
Without a slightest hesitation, he picked up his crumbled, extensive, silk purplish red robes from the floor of his tent and placed them over his wan, colorless skin. He then added that beautiful, blue colored headdress of his which was lined with the precious metallic color of gold on the side of it that made it seem as if he was glowing. For his face, he wore that normal mischievous scowl he usually had as his typical day by day expression. For his eyes, he would scorn his troops with a disapproving glare for their senseless behavior within his regal presence. In completion of his wardrobe, Sima Yi carried his ever-faithful raven-feathered fan in his left hand holding it close to his pale cheeks. He closed his two extraordinary light colored hazel eyes as he brushed his delicately, long fingers against the flaps of his tent away in a careless manner.
As soon as he stepped his outside, the water that rained down from the dusky clouds above instantly wet him like a large waterfall spilling over his richly clothed body. His steps where soft and splashing as he trudged through the large dark puddles in undefined grace and speed of a swan. His eyes where cold and regarding as he quickly mounted the white steed Zhang He was holding for him by its golden reigns. He glanced over to his exquisite, lengthy haired general with a slight nod as he eyed his alley for this upcoming battle with Zhuge Liang.
Sima Yi's frigid eyes stared into the other man's fire lusted dark brown orbs searching for the strength and reliance he normally saw in the pretty general's skill within the battlefield. He gave Zhang He a slight smirk when he saw that same primal lust he had in his heart in the attractive man's lovely eyes. His serious stare turned away from him and straight ahead to the damp, tempestuous land that waited to swallow him whole. With a loud cry of impending victory and pride, Sima Yi drove his white stallion out within the dark meadows, behind him his troops followed shouting the grand praises of Wei and praises of their Lord as they marched off to make another kill.
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Zhuge Liang's black eyes stared out into nothingness as his chocolate colored steed galloped slowly toward the little village that was a good three miles away. His flushed skin shivered slightly as the freezing raindrops pierced his flesh like a thousand arrows. His hands where grasping tightly to the reigns to his horse as if in terror of ever letting go. Liang's stomach was in complete knots, as it seemed to tangle it self over and over like several ropes. A brief melancholy sigh escaped his soft, pale lips as he saw that he was getting closer and closer to his destination. Zhuge Liang was very worried for his men, for they all where wan, fatigued and starving for food and sleep. He closed his eyes for a brief moment trying to block out the painful moans he heard from the wounded on his team and from the own chattering of his teeth as the frigid winds blew through his bones like ice shards. But his trivial moment of peace came to a complete end as he heard the deafening cry of one of his soldiers.
"The enemy is here! Wei has came to finish us off!"
Zhuge Liang's brown orbs snapped open within a single instant once he heard that sentence. His whole body completely froze in sudden panic and fear for he knew he was in more position to wage war with that tyrant Cao Cao! Nor was he ready to face the man he loved so dearly but hated him back with such spite. He turned to his nearest bodyguard and told him to send the wounded away from here and to the village as quickly as possible. He told the rest of his men that they will try to delay the enemy from the wounded and hopefully make a hastily retreat from them in the nearby looming, ominous mountains that lied south. His only woman bodyguard, Kei nodded her head hesitantly. She didn't want to leave her lord alone here to encounter these demons of Wei once again, but she knew she had to obey. Without much more loitering, she lead the wounded toward the village while her lord turned to face the forces of Cao Cao for the second time this month.
Kongming gritted his teeth as a low growl came from his throat. His once passive expression turned extremely dark with rage and anger. If Sima Yi wanted to rip out his throat so damn badly, for his sake he hoped that Sima Yi would before he ripped out his own. No matter how deep his desires where to be with one with his rival and not be rivals at all he knew his duty to defend the kingdom of Shu at all costs.
Then if so, this shall be his final battle and if not, Zhuge Liang will be known throughout history as a great general.
Without a hesitation or the missing of a single heartbeat, he sent forth north toward the open plains that where ahead of him. His men rode with him as he did their voices all shouting victory over their foes as if they could predict the future. Literally, Zhuge Liang's heart was right on the edge of his mouth once he saw the enemy advance from the thick mist of the storm.
He knew that Cao Cao's forces where large.no enormous! But he didn't expect Sima Yi to be in command of what seemed to be millions and millions of blue uniform soldiers running toward them with their spears, pike, swords and even crossbows drawn at him.
"How can one hate me so.?" Kongming thought silently as he could just stare in utmost horror at the beasts that where coming for his blood. He could see his arch nemesis riding in front of his troops leading them right for himself and his troops. Zhuge Liang knew damn well that a clash like this would not go well to his liking. It would be better to just pull back.
"We shall not engage the enemy!" He said to the tiny few of his men. "Strategy shall be our key! If we are able to loose them around the mountain roads, I am sure that will give us enough time to flee all together! We must be hopeful men!" Zhuge Liang laughed softly as he looked up toward the gloomy gray skies above. "We have the weather on our side and the mist of rain to blind them with! We just need to be hopeful and have faith within my skills!"
Zhuge Liang turned his gaze from above and looked forward once more upon to the plains. His stomach was clenched as tightly as his heart. He knew that in this battle it was all or nothing. Surely he wasn't going to let that handsome rat from Wei kill him in a land unknown to him. He knew the price of failure and refused to pay its debt.
Hastily, he and his men took off like scared doves toward the mountains just as the demons followed them closely behind.
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"He is running away!?"
Sima Yi's voice was a mixture of shock yet faint amusement! He didn't expect the great strategist of Shu to be turning his back and fleeing like the true coward he was. He half expected to have a duel with his rival not a silly chase across the prairie. But then the realization completely dawned on him.
"His forces are weaken! They are small! This shall be an easy win!"
A wicked smirk appeared on his face when he heard the boisterous cheers of his men screaming for the downfall of Zhuge Liang. His cold eyes turned back toward the fleeing enemy troops practically laughing at their attempts to escape his iron grip.
"Onward! We shall splatter his blood across this land! Onward! We shall be VICTORIOUS!"
Suddenly, the millions and millions of his blood lusting minions left him charging forward in the pouring rain through the thick white mist that surrounded them. With their lances, spears, pikes, swords and crossbows ready to attack.
This surely couldn't have been a more perfect day for Sima Yi..
To be Continued