Chapter 8
Two Faced
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Mulan was so angry she found it hard to fall asleep that night. She felt so misunderstood. Mushu did not believe her and Shang.well he was not himself. Mulan punched the pillow and groaned. Even she felt she didn't understand herself. She loved Shang but now her feelings were just a blur of confusion. Just then, Mulan heard someone approaching.
"Mushu I think I made myself clear," said Mulan turning her back to the entrance of the tent.
"Sorry I didn't mean to disturb you," Lao Tsung excused himself, "I just wanted to thank you."
Caught by surprise Mulan apologized, "Sorry I thought you were my.never mind.you're welcome."
"Mushu?" Lao said amused yet he tried to be friendly, "that's a funny name."
"Well, I." Mulan began; she had to think of a reasonable explanation about Mushu. "Perhaps you heard me wrong.I said ashoo.this cold."
Lao Tsung nodded not very convinced with her answer, he was sure she had pronounced the word Mushu.
"Feeling better?" Mulan changed the subject.
"Certainly," Lao replied, "You would make a fine doctor." Mulan smiled lopsidedly at the compliment wondering what did Mushu meant when he said this man was dangerous. She shook those thoughts away, he was very polite. "I see you're upset."
"I can't sleep, that's all," replied Mulan.
"Are you sure?" Lao Tsung offered in a gentle voice, "When someone is upset it is hard for him or her to sleep."
"That's not my case," concluded Mulan.
"Mulan, I swear I'm telling no one," insisted the lieutenant sitting next to her, "You can trust me."
Mulan crossed her arms and refused to speak; instead she lowered her face and sighed.
"Does it have to do with Shang?" he asked, "What has he done to you?"
Mulan shook her head. What did he know about Shang? It was as if he could read her mind, but she refused to tell him about her love life. And why did he always come up with the idea that Shang was some evil person? She had noticed certain rivalry between them from the start, but well Shang was not that mean to her.
Lao Tsung lifted Mulan's face to meet her eyes. He noticed the uneasiness she was feeling with him around so he stroked her hair with his hand and bent down to kiss her with eyes closed. Mulan pursed her lips and pulled away.
Lao called out her name pretending to be hurt by her rejection.
"What do you think you're doing?" demanded Mulan standing up. She started to recall Mushu's words about Lao being dangerous and it was until then she considered he could be right.
"I. I just wanted to kiss you," Lao explained softly, "I don't see anything wrong with that."
Mulan dropped her arms to her sides. "Of course there is. We are in a training camp. This is no place for kissing!"
"I suppose you don't think the same about Shang, huh?" he dared getting on his feet placing both hands on his hips. "What do you mean?" she asked narrowing her eyes at him. She could shoot fire bolts with that glare.
"Please the whole camp knows about you two," Lao chuckled, "I saw you two coming from the lake the other night." He began to walk toward Mulan.
She rolled her eyes. How could he think such things? In the first place she and Shang had been fighting all along, then Shang was a very honourable and respectable man and well she had dignity of her own. "We didn't .How dare you?"
Lao Tsung had now Mulan cornered, just like he wanted. Maybe his plan would succeed after all. "Come on it'll be the same with me or maybe even better,"
'I should've listen to Mushu,' thought Mulan. There had to be someway to get him off.
"You honestly thought you were the only girl in Shang's?" he chuckled, "I've seen him before playing around with the hearts of foolish girls like you." She knew better, Shang was a gentleman.a gentleman that hurt her feelings.
As he bent down to force a kiss upon her lips, Mulan closed her eyes as if she had given in. When Lao's mouth was about to touch Mulan's, she kicked him between his legs sending a squeal out of him. "Stupid wench!" he yelled crouching in pain.
Shang had heard Lao Tsung's yell, therefore, he didn't think twice on going to check what was going on. He saw Mulan running out of her tent in search of Mushu so she could apologize and Lao Tsung limping after. Shang ran toward Lao and knocked him down on the ground. "I warned you to leave this place and her alone!" Lao Tsung fought to get free. Shang remembered he carried something that could be useful; he got out a little dagger from his belt and aimed it at Lao's neck.
"Shang," the man below him gulped, "you're not seriously thinking of killing me right?"
No trace of mercy showed in Shang. He hated this man and he wasn't going to let him live.
Just then, Mulan passed them by running. "Shang they're here!"
The young General let go Lao and got up. But before he could give any orders he saw men charging with their swords help up high toward them. Shang ran to his tent to get his sword while Lao simply watched with satisfaction as more men came out of the darkness.
Mulan was so angry she found it hard to fall asleep that night. She felt so misunderstood. Mushu did not believe her and Shang.well he was not himself. Mulan punched the pillow and groaned. Even she felt she didn't understand herself. She loved Shang but now her feelings were just a blur of confusion. Just then, Mulan heard someone approaching.
"Mushu I think I made myself clear," said Mulan turning her back to the entrance of the tent.
"Sorry I didn't mean to disturb you," Lao Tsung excused himself, "I just wanted to thank you."
Caught by surprise Mulan apologized, "Sorry I thought you were my.never mind.you're welcome."
"Mushu?" Lao said amused yet he tried to be friendly, "that's a funny name."
"Well, I." Mulan began; she had to think of a reasonable explanation about Mushu. "Perhaps you heard me wrong.I said ashoo.this cold."
Lao Tsung nodded not very convinced with her answer, he was sure she had pronounced the word Mushu.
"Feeling better?" Mulan changed the subject.
"Certainly," Lao replied, "You would make a fine doctor." Mulan smiled lopsidedly at the compliment wondering what did Mushu meant when he said this man was dangerous. She shook those thoughts away, he was very polite. "I see you're upset."
"I can't sleep, that's all," replied Mulan.
"Are you sure?" Lao Tsung offered in a gentle voice, "When someone is upset it is hard for him or her to sleep."
"That's not my case," concluded Mulan.
"Mulan, I swear I'm telling no one," insisted the lieutenant sitting next to her, "You can trust me."
Mulan crossed her arms and refused to speak; instead she lowered her face and sighed.
"Does it have to do with Shang?" he asked, "What has he done to you?"
Mulan shook her head. What did he know about Shang? It was as if he could read her mind, but she refused to tell him about her love life. And why did he always come up with the idea that Shang was some evil person? She had noticed certain rivalry between them from the start, but well Shang was not that mean to her.
Lao Tsung lifted Mulan's face to meet her eyes. He noticed the uneasiness she was feeling with him around so he stroked her hair with his hand and bent down to kiss her with eyes closed. Mulan pursed her lips and pulled away.
Lao called out her name pretending to be hurt by her rejection.
"What do you think you're doing?" demanded Mulan standing up. She started to recall Mushu's words about Lao being dangerous and it was until then she considered he could be right.
"I. I just wanted to kiss you," Lao explained softly, "I don't see anything wrong with that."
Mulan dropped her arms to her sides. "Of course there is. We are in a training camp. This is no place for kissing!"
"I suppose you don't think the same about Shang, huh?" he dared getting on his feet placing both hands on his hips. "What do you mean?" she asked narrowing her eyes at him. She could shoot fire bolts with that glare.
"Please the whole camp knows about you two," Lao chuckled, "I saw you two coming from the lake the other night." He began to walk toward Mulan.
She rolled her eyes. How could he think such things? In the first place she and Shang had been fighting all along, then Shang was a very honourable and respectable man and well she had dignity of her own. "We didn't .How dare you?"
Lao Tsung had now Mulan cornered, just like he wanted. Maybe his plan would succeed after all. "Come on it'll be the same with me or maybe even better,"
'I should've listen to Mushu,' thought Mulan. There had to be someway to get him off.
"You honestly thought you were the only girl in Shang's?" he chuckled, "I've seen him before playing around with the hearts of foolish girls like you." She knew better, Shang was a gentleman.a gentleman that hurt her feelings.
As he bent down to force a kiss upon her lips, Mulan closed her eyes as if she had given in. When Lao's mouth was about to touch Mulan's, she kicked him between his legs sending a squeal out of him. "Stupid wench!" he yelled crouching in pain.
Shang had heard Lao Tsung's yell, therefore, he didn't think twice on going to check what was going on. He saw Mulan running out of her tent in search of Mushu so she could apologize and Lao Tsung limping after. Shang ran toward Lao and knocked him down on the ground. "I warned you to leave this place and her alone!" Lao Tsung fought to get free. Shang remembered he carried something that could be useful; he got out a little dagger from his belt and aimed it at Lao's neck.
"Shang," the man below him gulped, "you're not seriously thinking of killing me right?"
No trace of mercy showed in Shang. He hated this man and he wasn't going to let him live.
Just then, Mulan passed them by running. "Shang they're here!"
The young General let go Lao and got up. But before he could give any orders he saw men charging with their swords help up high toward them. Shang ran to his tent to get his sword while Lao simply watched with satisfaction as more men came out of the darkness.