Title: Sunrise
Author: Cleo Jane
Author Comments: This is a romantic YAOI fan fiction story that follows the plot of DW4 rather loosely. The events here never ever took place in the game but since it's my story, I'll make it so! Heh, anyways please enjoy and comment. And if you have a few hints on how to make the story better, I am always willing to listen.
Forgive me if there is any spelling mistakes, I haven't written a fic in while! Thank you for reading!
Chapter One
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Zhao Yun
I am feeling a little bit of loneliness.I know I can never convince him of my deep love and that we could never be, but I still try no matter what to try and reach his deep heart. The Prime Minister is always focused within the ties of battle and never opens his bleeding heart during these days of constant warfare. I worry about him constantly.I worry that his health is slowly dwindling as I watch him in the camp. The gentle strategist is growing weaker day by day and no one else seems to truly notice besides me. I am quite sure that Jiang Wei figured something was wrong with my precious Kongming, but of course he wasn't going to open his mouth in fear of offending his mentor. But I wasn't afraid to speak my voice when I went to see my Lord, Liu Bei. He too has grown frighten of the possibility that his Prime Minister was becoming ill.
Zhuge Liang was as important to him just like I loved him. If Liang were to fall sick to death, our entire empire would surely struggle. I have some confidence that Boyue would be a great successor to my Kongming, but still.he was not as good as the real magnificent strategist. I may sound like a fool in love; I am true in my words. I pray not for Zhuge Liang to fall ill, but I just know he will push himself over the limit. So for now, I plan to stay at his side and protect my lover from our foes as well from himself. I just hope that one day he opens his heart to me just like I have showed my allegiance to him.
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Jiang Wei
How ridiculously oblivious can my master truly be? I watch him day and night and I am with him everyday of my life. I know him better than anyone else, yet Kongming seems not to be able to figure out himself. I see the raw emotions in those deep brown eyes as he stares upon the young general Zhao Yun. His eyes tell all of his inner most feelings. Most of those who heard of the Prime Minister, knew of him as a frigid, fragile figure with the intelligence of a million men, and the wisdom of a billion Gods. Yes, those rumors may be a bit over exaggerated, but for the most part are true. Indeed my Master was smarter than the average man and did have great wisdom beyond his years, but he lacked in the knowledge of his emotions.
I knew from the very first time he laid eyes on Zilong, that he longed to be with him. Despite his desperate efforts to try and distant himself from such urges, I could still see those beckoning eyes crying out for the general. Sometimes when I watch them together, I get a bit jealous. I know neither one have made any advances toward each other, but the way my master's eyes stare at Zhao Yun.makes me bitter toward the general. Like Zhao Yun, I too had strong feelings for the strategist. Just like him, I knew I could never dare act upon them. Yet, unlike Zhao Yun's loving glances, the handsome strategist never returned mine. In fact, he would simply look away and just smile or try to start a conversation. He would never look me in the eye when I stared at him like Zhao Yun does. I am quite sure he knows I am fond of him, but I can already tell he rather have the general than me.
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As the days flew by like minutes and the hours passed like seconds, the prideful strategist never slowed his work. Day and night and sometimes night and day, that man was constantly plotting and planning for the next battle. Never wanting to skip a beat for rest, Zhuge Liang continued to push himself on and off the battlefield. Despite his dwindling health and the chronic cough he obtained, the famous Kongming continued to work himself to an early grave. It wasn't until one unsetting evening; Lord Liu Bei noticed the fatigue within his Prime Minister's body and spirit. Of course Zhuge Liang's spirit was stronger than any other man's but his body was crumbling away after months of stress and raw agony. He would watch Kong Ming as he fought on the battlefield among his men. Sometimes it would come to such drastic measures that the gentle strategist would have to fend for himself until the reinforcements arrived. It was the combination of stress and war torn agony that threaten to break the young man.
Hoping to have a word with the strategist, Liu Bei commanded his dear friend to rest. He told him not to worry himself about the next clash with the Wu kingdom, but to only worry about his illness at hand. The Shu King decided that, him and his two sworn brothers could handle the future battles without Zhuge Liang helpful skills and sincerely hoped for his Prime Minister's quick recovery. Of course Zhuge Liang was not amused to hear his Lord's request, but the general Zhao Yun and his student Jiang Wei where more than please to hear their Lord's concern for Kong Ming. Being that he had to follow Liu Bei's orders, Zhuge Liang finally prepared himself for a long deserved sleep once the night over took the land.
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Zhao Yun
I don't think I ever watched him sleep before. I don't even think I ever seen him so peaceful the entire time I joined Shu. He truly did look different without his usual emerald robes and that headdress he normally wore. With those fierce brown eyes closed and those long dark brown locks exposed, he truly did have a gentler feel about him. It was as if the powerful strategist looked more human as he lay under those warm and comfortable blankets. If possible, Zhuge Liang looked even more beautiful to me as he slept peacefully in his tent. I feel a little guilty watching him in such an intimate way, but it wasn't like he was going to ever know I was here. So I just sat there for remainder of the night just watching the breathtaking strategist slumber. Before dawn could return and ruin the serene darkness, I carefully brushed by lips against Kongming's before I slipped out the tent without a sound.
That simple gesture is as close I will ever get to truly kissing him.
And that truly sadden me.
Author: Cleo Jane
Author Comments: This is a romantic YAOI fan fiction story that follows the plot of DW4 rather loosely. The events here never ever took place in the game but since it's my story, I'll make it so! Heh, anyways please enjoy and comment. And if you have a few hints on how to make the story better, I am always willing to listen.
Forgive me if there is any spelling mistakes, I haven't written a fic in while! Thank you for reading!
Chapter One
---------------------------------
Zhao Yun
I am feeling a little bit of loneliness.I know I can never convince him of my deep love and that we could never be, but I still try no matter what to try and reach his deep heart. The Prime Minister is always focused within the ties of battle and never opens his bleeding heart during these days of constant warfare. I worry about him constantly.I worry that his health is slowly dwindling as I watch him in the camp. The gentle strategist is growing weaker day by day and no one else seems to truly notice besides me. I am quite sure that Jiang Wei figured something was wrong with my precious Kongming, but of course he wasn't going to open his mouth in fear of offending his mentor. But I wasn't afraid to speak my voice when I went to see my Lord, Liu Bei. He too has grown frighten of the possibility that his Prime Minister was becoming ill.
Zhuge Liang was as important to him just like I loved him. If Liang were to fall sick to death, our entire empire would surely struggle. I have some confidence that Boyue would be a great successor to my Kongming, but still.he was not as good as the real magnificent strategist. I may sound like a fool in love; I am true in my words. I pray not for Zhuge Liang to fall ill, but I just know he will push himself over the limit. So for now, I plan to stay at his side and protect my lover from our foes as well from himself. I just hope that one day he opens his heart to me just like I have showed my allegiance to him.
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Jiang Wei
How ridiculously oblivious can my master truly be? I watch him day and night and I am with him everyday of my life. I know him better than anyone else, yet Kongming seems not to be able to figure out himself. I see the raw emotions in those deep brown eyes as he stares upon the young general Zhao Yun. His eyes tell all of his inner most feelings. Most of those who heard of the Prime Minister, knew of him as a frigid, fragile figure with the intelligence of a million men, and the wisdom of a billion Gods. Yes, those rumors may be a bit over exaggerated, but for the most part are true. Indeed my Master was smarter than the average man and did have great wisdom beyond his years, but he lacked in the knowledge of his emotions.
I knew from the very first time he laid eyes on Zilong, that he longed to be with him. Despite his desperate efforts to try and distant himself from such urges, I could still see those beckoning eyes crying out for the general. Sometimes when I watch them together, I get a bit jealous. I know neither one have made any advances toward each other, but the way my master's eyes stare at Zhao Yun.makes me bitter toward the general. Like Zhao Yun, I too had strong feelings for the strategist. Just like him, I knew I could never dare act upon them. Yet, unlike Zhao Yun's loving glances, the handsome strategist never returned mine. In fact, he would simply look away and just smile or try to start a conversation. He would never look me in the eye when I stared at him like Zhao Yun does. I am quite sure he knows I am fond of him, but I can already tell he rather have the general than me.
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As the days flew by like minutes and the hours passed like seconds, the prideful strategist never slowed his work. Day and night and sometimes night and day, that man was constantly plotting and planning for the next battle. Never wanting to skip a beat for rest, Zhuge Liang continued to push himself on and off the battlefield. Despite his dwindling health and the chronic cough he obtained, the famous Kongming continued to work himself to an early grave. It wasn't until one unsetting evening; Lord Liu Bei noticed the fatigue within his Prime Minister's body and spirit. Of course Zhuge Liang's spirit was stronger than any other man's but his body was crumbling away after months of stress and raw agony. He would watch Kong Ming as he fought on the battlefield among his men. Sometimes it would come to such drastic measures that the gentle strategist would have to fend for himself until the reinforcements arrived. It was the combination of stress and war torn agony that threaten to break the young man.
Hoping to have a word with the strategist, Liu Bei commanded his dear friend to rest. He told him not to worry himself about the next clash with the Wu kingdom, but to only worry about his illness at hand. The Shu King decided that, him and his two sworn brothers could handle the future battles without Zhuge Liang helpful skills and sincerely hoped for his Prime Minister's quick recovery. Of course Zhuge Liang was not amused to hear his Lord's request, but the general Zhao Yun and his student Jiang Wei where more than please to hear their Lord's concern for Kong Ming. Being that he had to follow Liu Bei's orders, Zhuge Liang finally prepared himself for a long deserved sleep once the night over took the land.
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Zhao Yun
I don't think I ever watched him sleep before. I don't even think I ever seen him so peaceful the entire time I joined Shu. He truly did look different without his usual emerald robes and that headdress he normally wore. With those fierce brown eyes closed and those long dark brown locks exposed, he truly did have a gentler feel about him. It was as if the powerful strategist looked more human as he lay under those warm and comfortable blankets. If possible, Zhuge Liang looked even more beautiful to me as he slept peacefully in his tent. I feel a little guilty watching him in such an intimate way, but it wasn't like he was going to ever know I was here. So I just sat there for remainder of the night just watching the breathtaking strategist slumber. Before dawn could return and ruin the serene darkness, I carefully brushed by lips against Kongming's before I slipped out the tent without a sound.
That simple gesture is as close I will ever get to truly kissing him.
And that truly sadden me.