Ummm, hi again. I am terribly sorry over how long it's taken me to update
this story. I lost my inspiration and couldn't bring myself to write
anymore. Well, here's the next chapter. I hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own Angelic Layer.
Love and War
"Will someone, PLEASE, explain what happened?" Blue eyes bore into the men. No one spoke. "Ika, you were in charge. What happened?"
"Uh, well sir. It appears that the supply train was also escorting the servants from the castle. We didn't harm any of them, of course. Even with their extra support we had no trouble." The young man Ika replied.
"Oh? Then why is it some many of the men that accompanied you, look like they were beat up?" The teen quizzed as he looked at the 10 men that had anything from bruise and black eyes, to broken noses and claw marks. One even had a bite mark.
Ika winced at the polite, but rather icy tone his commander had taken. "Well, once we had the escort tied up we began gathering the servants who took off running into the woods. They put up more of a fight then the men did."
"So how many did it take to get these men in this kind of shape?"
"One," Ika had learned a long time ago not to lie to him.
"One? One, servant managed to beat up to men. I don't know whether to be ashamed in my own men or be impressed by this person." He regard Ika steadily. "I would like you to point out who it was when I go to see who was captured."
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Misaki slowly began to regain conscience to the sounds of many people in some place that echoed. "MISAKICHI!!" Misaki winced as she sat up to see a very worried Tamayo kneeling next to her. "You're finally awake! I thought you were going to sleep forever."
Misaki smiled at her friend and began looking at her surroundings. She realized she was in a cave with several people who were on their way to Langer with her. "Where are we? And where's Koutarou?
Tamayo sat down and chewed her bottom lip before responding. "I'm guessing that we're in the rebels hid-out. I'm not sure where Koutarou-kun is. None of the guards are in this room."
"Oh." Was all Misaki could think of to say. Before remembering what was going on before she fell unconscious. "Are you okay? You were fighting with those guys before."
Tamayo laughed and slapped Misaki's back. "Always the concerned one, huh. I'm fine. Those guys are almost as puny as Koutarou-kun." Tamayo snorted. "But they out numbered and they managed to place some sleeping solution to my noise knocking me out."
Misaki sighed "I'm glad you're okay. I hope Koutarou is okay too...."
"Koutarou-kun may be weak, but he can take a beating. He's fine." Tamayo waved her hands idly.
Misaki was about to make a comment, but then the doors opened. There stood two guys. One was tall and had red hair that was spiked and looked like he was in his early 20's. The other was a few years older then her. They were walking towards Tamayo and herself. Well, the red-head was. The other one was moving with such grace it looks more like he glided rather then walked. He was defiantly handsome. Misaki blushed at this thought.
The teen spoke as they stood before Misaki and Tamayo was were scrambling to their feet. "So you must be the young lady that beat up several of my men?" Tamayo responded him with a simple nod. "I see, I want to compliment you. You must an excellent fighter."
Tamayo blushed, but didn't respond.
"My name is Ohjiro; I am the leader of the rebels. May I ask your name?" He fluidly asked.
"I'm Tamayo," and then she paused and gestured to Misaki. "And this is Misakichi. She's my friend."
"It's a pleasure to meet both of you." Ohjiro smiled at them, and then looked at Misaki. "Misakichi? That's an odd name."
"It's a nickname. My real name is Misaki." She replied while her face went two shades dark from her blush.
"As in Princess Misaki?" He turned and regarded her with an unwavering gaze.
It was only then she realized why Tamayo didn't give him her real name. "Umm, well....." She really didn't know what to say.
"Of course she isn't the princess. Misaki is a common name." Tamayo tried to cover up Misaki's mistake.
"You know, I've yet to meet anyone else that has that name." Ohjiro smiled politely. "You're not a very good liar by the way."
"So what are you going to do with her?" Tamayo demanded.
He looked at her with his sapphire blue eyes. "Well, I believe that the princess should be in a slightly more comfortable room. Since you seem determined to protect her, you're more then welcome to stay with her. Ika, please escort them to their room."
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Well? Bad, good? I think there was too much talking. I'm not sure. Anyways, humor me and maybe review?
Disclaimer: I don't own Angelic Layer.
Love and War
"Will someone, PLEASE, explain what happened?" Blue eyes bore into the men. No one spoke. "Ika, you were in charge. What happened?"
"Uh, well sir. It appears that the supply train was also escorting the servants from the castle. We didn't harm any of them, of course. Even with their extra support we had no trouble." The young man Ika replied.
"Oh? Then why is it some many of the men that accompanied you, look like they were beat up?" The teen quizzed as he looked at the 10 men that had anything from bruise and black eyes, to broken noses and claw marks. One even had a bite mark.
Ika winced at the polite, but rather icy tone his commander had taken. "Well, once we had the escort tied up we began gathering the servants who took off running into the woods. They put up more of a fight then the men did."
"So how many did it take to get these men in this kind of shape?"
"One," Ika had learned a long time ago not to lie to him.
"One? One, servant managed to beat up to men. I don't know whether to be ashamed in my own men or be impressed by this person." He regard Ika steadily. "I would like you to point out who it was when I go to see who was captured."
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Misaki slowly began to regain conscience to the sounds of many people in some place that echoed. "MISAKICHI!!" Misaki winced as she sat up to see a very worried Tamayo kneeling next to her. "You're finally awake! I thought you were going to sleep forever."
Misaki smiled at her friend and began looking at her surroundings. She realized she was in a cave with several people who were on their way to Langer with her. "Where are we? And where's Koutarou?
Tamayo sat down and chewed her bottom lip before responding. "I'm guessing that we're in the rebels hid-out. I'm not sure where Koutarou-kun is. None of the guards are in this room."
"Oh." Was all Misaki could think of to say. Before remembering what was going on before she fell unconscious. "Are you okay? You were fighting with those guys before."
Tamayo laughed and slapped Misaki's back. "Always the concerned one, huh. I'm fine. Those guys are almost as puny as Koutarou-kun." Tamayo snorted. "But they out numbered and they managed to place some sleeping solution to my noise knocking me out."
Misaki sighed "I'm glad you're okay. I hope Koutarou is okay too...."
"Koutarou-kun may be weak, but he can take a beating. He's fine." Tamayo waved her hands idly.
Misaki was about to make a comment, but then the doors opened. There stood two guys. One was tall and had red hair that was spiked and looked like he was in his early 20's. The other was a few years older then her. They were walking towards Tamayo and herself. Well, the red-head was. The other one was moving with such grace it looks more like he glided rather then walked. He was defiantly handsome. Misaki blushed at this thought.
The teen spoke as they stood before Misaki and Tamayo was were scrambling to their feet. "So you must be the young lady that beat up several of my men?" Tamayo responded him with a simple nod. "I see, I want to compliment you. You must an excellent fighter."
Tamayo blushed, but didn't respond.
"My name is Ohjiro; I am the leader of the rebels. May I ask your name?" He fluidly asked.
"I'm Tamayo," and then she paused and gestured to Misaki. "And this is Misakichi. She's my friend."
"It's a pleasure to meet both of you." Ohjiro smiled at them, and then looked at Misaki. "Misakichi? That's an odd name."
"It's a nickname. My real name is Misaki." She replied while her face went two shades dark from her blush.
"As in Princess Misaki?" He turned and regarded her with an unwavering gaze.
It was only then she realized why Tamayo didn't give him her real name. "Umm, well....." She really didn't know what to say.
"Of course she isn't the princess. Misaki is a common name." Tamayo tried to cover up Misaki's mistake.
"You know, I've yet to meet anyone else that has that name." Ohjiro smiled politely. "You're not a very good liar by the way."
"So what are you going to do with her?" Tamayo demanded.
He looked at her with his sapphire blue eyes. "Well, I believe that the princess should be in a slightly more comfortable room. Since you seem determined to protect her, you're more then welcome to stay with her. Ika, please escort them to their room."
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Well? Bad, good? I think there was too much talking. I'm not sure. Anyways, humor me and maybe review?
