Disclaimer: No, I don't own Mulan. Bummer.
[Author's note] hehe, thanks for the review! Hehe. Anyway, here is the second part. Enjoy!
Chapter two.
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Shang's eyes jerked open. This was the same nightmare he'd had night after night, since his dinner with Mulan. Thunder sounded and lightning flashed outside his window. He lit his candle and sat on his bed, pondering what this dream was trying to tell him. He slept no more for the duration of the night. After what seemed like an eternity, the sun finally chased the moon out of the sky. He put on his robe and joined his mother for breakfast.
Shang and his mother were very close. He and his father were close too, but it was his mother who raised him and taught him traditional values-- basically, everything that had nothing to do with the Chinese army.
"Mother?" he asked.
"What is it, my son?" Li Mei replied.
"I keep having this recurring dream.. or nightmare.."
"Does it concern this.. Fa Mulan?" she asked. She had heard about Mulan, primarily from Shang, but had not yet met this legend. Shang felt a tingle in his stomach upon hearing her name.
"Well, yes.." he continued to tell her his dream. His mother seemed concerned.
"Sometimes it is said that dreams like these are given to us as signs of the future." She saw Shang's face grow pale. "Signs-- so that we can change the future. It is your fate to meet this evil man.. this.. Shan-Yu.. but the outcome of this meeting is determined by your actions."
"What am I to do?" He said this to both himself and his mother.
"I would suggest paying Fa Mulan a visit… During the day."
Shang spent the rest of the day analyzing the ways that he could free Mulan from Shan-Yu's grasp. Soon it was evening. Shang sat indian-style on his floor. He looked up to see his mother entering his room.
"So, Shang.. what are you wearing tomorrow?"
"I- really-- don't know, mother," he said.
"Well, then, lets find you something, eh?" Shang smiled. He loved his mother dearly. She was always so warm and friendly, and.. well, 'laid back' -- as long as there wasn't company over, or something. "I always thought you looked handsome in this wonderful cape of yours." She told him as she pulled out his cape from his closet.
"Then that is what I will wear," he said, smiling. He was standing now, watching his mother return the cape to his closet. "I love you, mother," he told her, embracing her in a warm hug.
"I love you too, son. Good luck. I assume you'll be leaving at dawn, so be careful. I'll most likely not see you until the day after tomorrow?"
"That's correct. Good night."
"Good night, my son. Be careful." She said as she left Shang's room. She quickly payed the family shrine a visit, and then settled into bed.
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