Samurai Warrior: Crimson Samurai Chapter 6
The Inner Most Feelings
Yukimura sat drinking sake with Keiji, Magoichi, Hideyori, and Katsunaga, while the Saika Mercenaries womanized all of the willing members of Kunoichi's ninja squad. The five sat in a circle, Yukimura was facing the window with Hideyori across from him; Katsunaga was on Hideyori's left, Magoichi on his right, and Keiji beside Yukimura. Due to the sake, Yukimura was beginning to lighten up and speak freely; he explained why he was disappointed at the group.
"Tokugawa wanted to end the chaos, and as I opposed him, he deemed me the chaos. Now that he's gone I wonder if there will still be chaos, even if it was just a petty squabble, it got me to thinking long about it." Yukimura said, looking at his reflection in the sake. Magoichi and Keiji both felt empathetic for Yukimura, both had lived such relatively easy lives, Keiji wandering from place to place, fighting every battle that he could; Magoichi thought about how he really only lived for women.
"Well, Keiji and I are sorry for disturbing both your sleep and watching that ninja girl of yours. We didn't mean anything by it, she's very captivating, and I envy you for your success in life." Magoichi said, pouring more sake into Yukimura's bowl. Hideyori and Katsunaga were both nodding in and out of sleep, Keiji cackled at the sight of a powerful man being reduced to an unstable drunkard. They all continued to talk and drink merrily; Yukimura relaxed more, despite the sounds of ninja girls in the background screaming playfully.
"Well, are we ready?!" Kunoichi asked, her new outfit consisted of a metal breast-plate, a collar that held the pink cloth the covered up to her nose, a pink mini-skirt, with a pink purse tied to the back. The back of her hair was tied downwards in a pigtail like fashion, while the rest of her hair fell naturally, covering her forehead. Okuni came out, wearing a pink and green dancer's outfit, her hair tied up and to the back intricately, her bottom lip sticking out more now as she put on lip-stick.
"Miss, what exactly is this plan of yours?" Okuni asked, unaware of Kunoichi's devious plan, Kunoichi replied by motioning Okuni to follow her, they were stealthily sneaking up to Yukimura's room, where they knew that all the guys were drinking and harassing her ninja group, she was very determined, to Okuni's dismay, she was concentrated only on the plan, as Okuni was having a hard enough time climbing the ninja path in a dress, whilst not dropping her umbrella. Kunoichi had made it to the window, where she peeked in. All of the guys except for Yukimura were asleep, most of them, except for Keiji, Hideyori, and Katsunaga, were spooning with the sleeping ninja girls. Yukimura sat with his back to the window; he appeared to be writing something, a bottle and a bowl of sake were sitting beside him. Kunoichi looked over at Okuni, who was struggling to walk up the roof wearing the sandals she was, Kunoichi looked compassionately at her, she assisted Okuni, taking off her sandals and quietly placing them down, the crept into the window, Kunoichi moving silently and slowly toward Yukimura, Okuni went to the peacefully sleeping Keiji and lay down beside him.
"You need not sneak up on me." Yukimura said, although she knew he had been drinking, his tolerance had made it so that he could drink so much and yet still think clearly and speak with his unwavering tone. Kunoichi dropped to the floor behind him and held him, she looked over at what he was writing, tears blocked her eye-sight and she was unable to see what he had written. Yukimura sealed the bottle of ink and placed his brush down; Kunoichi released him and stood up as he did, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Yukimura asked, holding her arms, he looked into her eyes, deep blue eyes they were, her face had become pink as she was becoming flustered, her lips painted in red, the rouge she put on earlier was beginning to run down her face. Likewise, Kunoichi looked at his face, his tan-skin, his long black hair; his amber eyes peered into hers, his calm demeanor and his unflinching face came close to hers, she was holding back as many tears as she could, her face twitching as she felt like crying. She wondered why she was so sad, she felt as if Yukimura had, if only for a day, shunned the world and everyone in it, including her, but now, seeing his face, seeing the concern and consideration in his eyes, voice and movement, she was happy, yet she was sad. He leaned in to kiss her, but she placed her finger to his lips, as the last tear fell to the floor, he followed her out onto the rooftop across from Yukimura's room. He watched her dance, she moved gracefully, before all he could see was a shadow moving across the rooftop, sleep always took him before he could see the end of her dance, the warm summer air blew across his bare skin, each time Kunoichi faced him, she noticed the scar that Hanzo had left, her face showing concern, while his was emblazoned with a smile that she rarely saw. All of the scars from his battles had not faded, his legs, arms, chest, and even his back was covered in them, Yukimura never paid attention to them after they healed, but this one Hanzo gave was the biggest, it was a giant mark across his abdomen. Kunoichi stopped and walked to Yukimura.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" She asked; her sleek body and her rosy skin pierced through the night sky, moonlight revealing neither a scratch nor a blemish on her petite body. She held a hand out to him; he grabbed it and pulled her down onto him playfully.
"Are you sure that our clothes will still be here when we get back?" He said as he wrapped his arms around Kunoichi's waist, her skin as smooth as silk, but far more beautiful, he kissed her on the neck and released her, taking her hand and running off the rooftop, jumping into the cold lake below.
"Did you all see that?!" Magoichi said to the group of everyone at the window, after seeing what they had and now listening to the playful laughter and screams of the two as the splashed around the lake, hidden by the castle rooftop that lay obstructing their view into the passion of the two lovers. Keiji stood shocked, looked at Magoichi and back to the rooftop, a sinister playful grin came across his face, quickly, he and Magoichi scurried onto the other roof as silently as they could, retrieving Yukimura's clothes, leaving only his red armor on top of the roof, beside Kunoichi's. They quickly returned and went with the others, cleaning up Yukimura's room and retiring to theirs, most of them now sharing their room with one of Kunoichi's feisty ninja girls, except for Magoichi, who still didn't have anyone.
The very next morning a happy Kunoichi had reached the dining table first, she joined the others, unbeknownst to her she had a bigger audience then before. "Lord Yukimura won't be joining us because he is still deciding on what to wear." Kunoichi said with a half-hearted grin on her face, she could barely keep from laughing as she eyed Magoichi and Keiji, both wearing an article of Yukimura's clothes, Magoichi wearing the black hakama and Keiji with the black kimono, both of them grinning like little boys.
"How did Yukimura like your dancing?" Okuni, again asking innocently, unknowingly starting riling Kunoichi's feathers, as everyone else began laughing like hyenas. Kunoichi grinned sarcastically at them all as Keiji blurted out, "If you want to give him a private strip-tease, you should do it in his room, that way no one will see you." The laughing stopped and everyone stared at Keiji menacingly, Magoichi and Okuni both going as far as to throw rice-balls at him.
"Keiji, we know you just want what Yukimura has." Magoichi said, as Keiji began to hide under the table again. Keiji, trying his best to think up a comeback easily got him with, "Well, at least not all women hate me." Kunoichi took Yukimura's plates up to his room, with the assistance of a few overly happy ninja girls, grinning at how Yukimura would find pleasure in listening to their conversation.
"...Hmm...I would look horrible if I didn't have the black to outline the red..." Yukimura said, wearing a black hakama, looking through his wide variety of kimonos, "Hmm...Green? No. Red on red isn't right...Blues too light..." Kunoichi walked in with his food.
"Still not dressed yet I see." She laughed at him, "You're too color conscious, you don't have to wear your red armor now." She said, unexpectedly provoking him into his full, heavy, brown samurai armor, complete with a helmet with tiny thin deer antlers. She shook her head with humor at him as he asked how he looked. "You look good enough to hunt." She said.
"Oh my...even in the morning you two are so romantic and passionate." Replied the ninja that was assisting, playing off of the Yukimura said, "We know she loves the thrill of the hunt." Kunoichi was smiling, but her mouth gaping open, the ninja placed his food down and departed, laughing uncontrollably. She ran over to him, wrapping her arms around his neck came in to kiss him, stopping midway to look around as Yukimura had tapped her back, when she focus again on Yukimura, his lips had already embraced hers. Together they sat and ate, talking of mundane trivialities, taking enjoyment in the other's presence.
When they went downstairs they found everyone crowding around, shocked, they turned to Yukimura who stepped back at the sight of which he saw. Kunoichi looked with sadness, grabbing his arm, one of Kunoichi's ninjas had been struck and ran through into the wall, in her blood written a message to Yukimura, "Brother, this is the consequence for leaving yourself too vulnerable..."
End of Chapter 6
Authorial Note: This begins the next part of the story, Kudos to Cyndai; sorry if this wasn't written soon enough for you. This is the first story I've ever written to get past chapter 5 and not be completely boring. Hope ya'll like it, because I won't have time to do chapter 7 tomorrow, so you all may have to wait a whole two days to see how this will all be resolved. I'm gonna be watching an Akira Kurosawa movie spectacular, thingy. I also learned that I and my brother are both very much alike, him being a samurai fan as well. Although his favorite is Musashi, whose isn't? Mine is Jubei Yagyu, and I'm beginning to like Yukimura, if you couldn't tell.
The Inner Most Feelings
Yukimura sat drinking sake with Keiji, Magoichi, Hideyori, and Katsunaga, while the Saika Mercenaries womanized all of the willing members of Kunoichi's ninja squad. The five sat in a circle, Yukimura was facing the window with Hideyori across from him; Katsunaga was on Hideyori's left, Magoichi on his right, and Keiji beside Yukimura. Due to the sake, Yukimura was beginning to lighten up and speak freely; he explained why he was disappointed at the group.
"Tokugawa wanted to end the chaos, and as I opposed him, he deemed me the chaos. Now that he's gone I wonder if there will still be chaos, even if it was just a petty squabble, it got me to thinking long about it." Yukimura said, looking at his reflection in the sake. Magoichi and Keiji both felt empathetic for Yukimura, both had lived such relatively easy lives, Keiji wandering from place to place, fighting every battle that he could; Magoichi thought about how he really only lived for women.
"Well, Keiji and I are sorry for disturbing both your sleep and watching that ninja girl of yours. We didn't mean anything by it, she's very captivating, and I envy you for your success in life." Magoichi said, pouring more sake into Yukimura's bowl. Hideyori and Katsunaga were both nodding in and out of sleep, Keiji cackled at the sight of a powerful man being reduced to an unstable drunkard. They all continued to talk and drink merrily; Yukimura relaxed more, despite the sounds of ninja girls in the background screaming playfully.
"Well, are we ready?!" Kunoichi asked, her new outfit consisted of a metal breast-plate, a collar that held the pink cloth the covered up to her nose, a pink mini-skirt, with a pink purse tied to the back. The back of her hair was tied downwards in a pigtail like fashion, while the rest of her hair fell naturally, covering her forehead. Okuni came out, wearing a pink and green dancer's outfit, her hair tied up and to the back intricately, her bottom lip sticking out more now as she put on lip-stick.
"Miss, what exactly is this plan of yours?" Okuni asked, unaware of Kunoichi's devious plan, Kunoichi replied by motioning Okuni to follow her, they were stealthily sneaking up to Yukimura's room, where they knew that all the guys were drinking and harassing her ninja group, she was very determined, to Okuni's dismay, she was concentrated only on the plan, as Okuni was having a hard enough time climbing the ninja path in a dress, whilst not dropping her umbrella. Kunoichi had made it to the window, where she peeked in. All of the guys except for Yukimura were asleep, most of them, except for Keiji, Hideyori, and Katsunaga, were spooning with the sleeping ninja girls. Yukimura sat with his back to the window; he appeared to be writing something, a bottle and a bowl of sake were sitting beside him. Kunoichi looked over at Okuni, who was struggling to walk up the roof wearing the sandals she was, Kunoichi looked compassionately at her, she assisted Okuni, taking off her sandals and quietly placing them down, the crept into the window, Kunoichi moving silently and slowly toward Yukimura, Okuni went to the peacefully sleeping Keiji and lay down beside him.
"You need not sneak up on me." Yukimura said, although she knew he had been drinking, his tolerance had made it so that he could drink so much and yet still think clearly and speak with his unwavering tone. Kunoichi dropped to the floor behind him and held him, she looked over at what he was writing, tears blocked her eye-sight and she was unable to see what he had written. Yukimura sealed the bottle of ink and placed his brush down; Kunoichi released him and stood up as he did, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Yukimura asked, holding her arms, he looked into her eyes, deep blue eyes they were, her face had become pink as she was becoming flustered, her lips painted in red, the rouge she put on earlier was beginning to run down her face. Likewise, Kunoichi looked at his face, his tan-skin, his long black hair; his amber eyes peered into hers, his calm demeanor and his unflinching face came close to hers, she was holding back as many tears as she could, her face twitching as she felt like crying. She wondered why she was so sad, she felt as if Yukimura had, if only for a day, shunned the world and everyone in it, including her, but now, seeing his face, seeing the concern and consideration in his eyes, voice and movement, she was happy, yet she was sad. He leaned in to kiss her, but she placed her finger to his lips, as the last tear fell to the floor, he followed her out onto the rooftop across from Yukimura's room. He watched her dance, she moved gracefully, before all he could see was a shadow moving across the rooftop, sleep always took him before he could see the end of her dance, the warm summer air blew across his bare skin, each time Kunoichi faced him, she noticed the scar that Hanzo had left, her face showing concern, while his was emblazoned with a smile that she rarely saw. All of the scars from his battles had not faded, his legs, arms, chest, and even his back was covered in them, Yukimura never paid attention to them after they healed, but this one Hanzo gave was the biggest, it was a giant mark across his abdomen. Kunoichi stopped and walked to Yukimura.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" She asked; her sleek body and her rosy skin pierced through the night sky, moonlight revealing neither a scratch nor a blemish on her petite body. She held a hand out to him; he grabbed it and pulled her down onto him playfully.
"Are you sure that our clothes will still be here when we get back?" He said as he wrapped his arms around Kunoichi's waist, her skin as smooth as silk, but far more beautiful, he kissed her on the neck and released her, taking her hand and running off the rooftop, jumping into the cold lake below.
"Did you all see that?!" Magoichi said to the group of everyone at the window, after seeing what they had and now listening to the playful laughter and screams of the two as the splashed around the lake, hidden by the castle rooftop that lay obstructing their view into the passion of the two lovers. Keiji stood shocked, looked at Magoichi and back to the rooftop, a sinister playful grin came across his face, quickly, he and Magoichi scurried onto the other roof as silently as they could, retrieving Yukimura's clothes, leaving only his red armor on top of the roof, beside Kunoichi's. They quickly returned and went with the others, cleaning up Yukimura's room and retiring to theirs, most of them now sharing their room with one of Kunoichi's feisty ninja girls, except for Magoichi, who still didn't have anyone.
The very next morning a happy Kunoichi had reached the dining table first, she joined the others, unbeknownst to her she had a bigger audience then before. "Lord Yukimura won't be joining us because he is still deciding on what to wear." Kunoichi said with a half-hearted grin on her face, she could barely keep from laughing as she eyed Magoichi and Keiji, both wearing an article of Yukimura's clothes, Magoichi wearing the black hakama and Keiji with the black kimono, both of them grinning like little boys.
"How did Yukimura like your dancing?" Okuni, again asking innocently, unknowingly starting riling Kunoichi's feathers, as everyone else began laughing like hyenas. Kunoichi grinned sarcastically at them all as Keiji blurted out, "If you want to give him a private strip-tease, you should do it in his room, that way no one will see you." The laughing stopped and everyone stared at Keiji menacingly, Magoichi and Okuni both going as far as to throw rice-balls at him.
"Keiji, we know you just want what Yukimura has." Magoichi said, as Keiji began to hide under the table again. Keiji, trying his best to think up a comeback easily got him with, "Well, at least not all women hate me." Kunoichi took Yukimura's plates up to his room, with the assistance of a few overly happy ninja girls, grinning at how Yukimura would find pleasure in listening to their conversation.
"...Hmm...I would look horrible if I didn't have the black to outline the red..." Yukimura said, wearing a black hakama, looking through his wide variety of kimonos, "Hmm...Green? No. Red on red isn't right...Blues too light..." Kunoichi walked in with his food.
"Still not dressed yet I see." She laughed at him, "You're too color conscious, you don't have to wear your red armor now." She said, unexpectedly provoking him into his full, heavy, brown samurai armor, complete with a helmet with tiny thin deer antlers. She shook her head with humor at him as he asked how he looked. "You look good enough to hunt." She said.
"Oh my...even in the morning you two are so romantic and passionate." Replied the ninja that was assisting, playing off of the Yukimura said, "We know she loves the thrill of the hunt." Kunoichi was smiling, but her mouth gaping open, the ninja placed his food down and departed, laughing uncontrollably. She ran over to him, wrapping her arms around his neck came in to kiss him, stopping midway to look around as Yukimura had tapped her back, when she focus again on Yukimura, his lips had already embraced hers. Together they sat and ate, talking of mundane trivialities, taking enjoyment in the other's presence.
When they went downstairs they found everyone crowding around, shocked, they turned to Yukimura who stepped back at the sight of which he saw. Kunoichi looked with sadness, grabbing his arm, one of Kunoichi's ninjas had been struck and ran through into the wall, in her blood written a message to Yukimura, "Brother, this is the consequence for leaving yourself too vulnerable..."
End of Chapter 6
Authorial Note: This begins the next part of the story, Kudos to Cyndai; sorry if this wasn't written soon enough for you. This is the first story I've ever written to get past chapter 5 and not be completely boring. Hope ya'll like it, because I won't have time to do chapter 7 tomorrow, so you all may have to wait a whole two days to see how this will all be resolved. I'm gonna be watching an Akira Kurosawa movie spectacular, thingy. I also learned that I and my brother are both very much alike, him being a samurai fan as well. Although his favorite is Musashi, whose isn't? Mine is Jubei Yagyu, and I'm beginning to like Yukimura, if you couldn't tell.