I start up a new story and I take a few days to continue the story.. darn me.. not too much happens here. but it's up..
Mulan went back into her house to tell her family that General Li Shang would be stay for dinner. Her father requested that she kept Shang entertained.
"Take him for a walk in the garden, talk to him." He urged her. Her grandmother put it more bluntly
"Get him to purpose! and ask him if he has a grandfather..." Mulan sighed as she walked out the door towards Shang. Mulan crept up to Shang. She hid behind a tree and just stared at him. He was so interesting. He looked like he was talking to someone but he was alone. It was then that it hit her that he was rehearsing something. But what? She silently walked up behind him unknown to him. What should she do to her unsuspecting friend. She stuck out her pointer finger and poked him in the side. Shang felt the tickling stab and jumped with a yelp. Mulan couldn't help but laugh.
"Yeah I always knew you'd make a good spy." Shang mumbled, trying to act like he didn't just embarrass himself in front of her.
"I don't think so, I'm not that quiet, you were just preoccupied. What were you doing?"
"Well, I uh," Shang stuttered. "I was, I was thinking how I was going to tell you about the dream" He added. "These men had you captured and one of them said that I was too late." Mulan looked at his expressions as he spoke, he was truly concerned about her.
"He said you were 'too late'?" She asked. Shang nodded. " That's odd. I had a dream and in my dream i was too late." it was Shang's turn to be interested.
"Too late to what?" he asked.
"Nothing." There was a slight akward silence.
"Dinner's ready." grandmother's voice echoed throughout the garden. Shang and Mulan were both grateful for the distraction.
"ready?" Mulan asked smiling.
"Yeah let's go."
At dinner.
"So general, why do we have the pleasure of your company." Fa Zhou asked hoping that he would ask for Mulan's hand in marriage. He knew that Mulan cared deeply for him. When he didn't write all this time, Fa Zhou couldn't help but notice the sad look Mulan always had. Shang cleared his throat.
"I was going to ask permission for Mulan to accompany me to my house for a few days to help train my brother. He needs help with shooting arrows while on horseback and Mulan was the best at that. Mulan blushed. was she always going to be seen as one of the guys?
"If Mulan wants to go she can." Fa Zhou said nodding towards his daughter. This adventure would give her time to get to know Shang as a man and not just as a general.
"I'd love to." Mulan hoped her enthusiasm didn't sound too fake. But she would get to be with Shang. Good, thought Shang. He could protect her and be with her without it looking too suspicious.
"If everyone is finished," Mrs Fa began. "These two have a long day ahead of them. Mulan, please show Shang where he can prepare for bed." Mulan bowed her head and stood up, she motioned for Shang to follow her and she showed him to his sleeping quarters.
"If you need anything I'm just down the hall." She added.
"Okay, Goodnight, Mulan." Mulan smiled. she loved hearing him say her name.
"Goodnight, Shang."
That night.
Mulan and Shang were in a dark valley. Both were separated from each other. They couldn't get to the other one. Both desperately struggling to get past a barrier. Both calling for the other one hoping they'd get to their sides. There was a sense of urgency. In the instant that it started it stopped and the two were able to run to each other.
"I'm not too late right?" Shang asked, out of breath.
"No, am I?" Mulan looked around. where were they? "I'm dreaming. Just like last time." Mulan concluded. That's the only explanation.
"but I'm here." Shang looked around. it was a beautiful valley. It was hard to imagine that it was once scary, when they were being held out of it.
"You're part of my dream. Just like last time." Mulan explained. "I can tell you stuff here. It makes me feel like I'm talking to the real you." Shang looked confused but didn't interrupt. "Now, Why didn't you answer any of my letters. I mean, any answer would have been good." Mulan looked about ready to cry.
"I never received any letters. I wrote you and you never replied." Shang answered, he walked close to her and wiped away her tears.
"If that's true, what happened to the letters?" Mulan demanded. "Wait this is just a dream. You're telling me what I want to hear, and being nice to me." Mulan thought, why wouldn't she want this? She should go with it. That's as close as she and Shang would get.
"You're a lot different in your dreams than when you're awake." Shang pointed out. Mulan looked at him incredulous.
"It's my dream. It's really me. I have bad days too, I have insecurities. I like hearing I look good, and I don't like always being one of the guys." Mulan went on ranting. Shang could tell he hurt her feelings really badly. Why was his dream telling him this? "I just want some attention every now and then. I know I'm not the perfect girl like what you get at home. But I am a girl." The last words stung Shang. He never really did treat her like a girl. His mind went back to when it registered that she was a girl. At the palace when she saved everyone's lives and all he could say was "You fight good." But if he could remember and think all this then it was his dream. Mulan wasn't dreaming he was. He could be nice to her in his dream. Shang could see that Mulan's feelings were still hurt. He could at least be nice to his dream Mulan with out worrying about her turning him down. he walked closer to her and embraced her.
"I'm sorry, I just don't know how to act around you. You're so lovely, I'm speechless." he hugged her tightly. This felt real.
"Shang this isn't proper. You know how people look down on this." She tried to tell him.
"Who's here to look down upon us?" He asked. he bent down and kissed her forehead. He then looked at her. she was growing transparent. Slowly loosing color and then disappearing completely. Shang was all alone agian.
Shang woke up with a start. That dream was real. But it was also really nice. There was a knock at door.
"Come in." he called. Mulan walked in head down and slightly blushing. She was wearing a simple but pretty dress, and her fairly short hair was combed down.
"Are you dressed?" Shang looked down. he was covered with sheets, but for the most part he was dressed. he just needed a shirt on.
"Yes, I'm fine. You embarrass so easily, how did you make it through training?" Mulan smiled and looked up at him. This was the relaxed Shang she got to see every now and then.
"I'm not really sure. The guys tried to get me to play King of the Rock once.. Not pretty..." She laughed. "well, You better get ready. We'll be eating soon and then I guess we'll be off." Mulan turned to leave the door.
"Oh Mulan." Mulan turneda round
"Yes Shang?"
"You look lovely today." Shang smiled and Mulan cocked her head and looked at him. Was it possible?
"I'm speechless." She smiled walked out. What was that about?
Mulan went back into her house to tell her family that General Li Shang would be stay for dinner. Her father requested that she kept Shang entertained.
"Take him for a walk in the garden, talk to him." He urged her. Her grandmother put it more bluntly
"Get him to purpose! and ask him if he has a grandfather..." Mulan sighed as she walked out the door towards Shang. Mulan crept up to Shang. She hid behind a tree and just stared at him. He was so interesting. He looked like he was talking to someone but he was alone. It was then that it hit her that he was rehearsing something. But what? She silently walked up behind him unknown to him. What should she do to her unsuspecting friend. She stuck out her pointer finger and poked him in the side. Shang felt the tickling stab and jumped with a yelp. Mulan couldn't help but laugh.
"Yeah I always knew you'd make a good spy." Shang mumbled, trying to act like he didn't just embarrass himself in front of her.
"I don't think so, I'm not that quiet, you were just preoccupied. What were you doing?"
"Well, I uh," Shang stuttered. "I was, I was thinking how I was going to tell you about the dream" He added. "These men had you captured and one of them said that I was too late." Mulan looked at his expressions as he spoke, he was truly concerned about her.
"He said you were 'too late'?" She asked. Shang nodded. " That's odd. I had a dream and in my dream i was too late." it was Shang's turn to be interested.
"Too late to what?" he asked.
"Nothing." There was a slight akward silence.
"Dinner's ready." grandmother's voice echoed throughout the garden. Shang and Mulan were both grateful for the distraction.
"ready?" Mulan asked smiling.
"Yeah let's go."
At dinner.
"So general, why do we have the pleasure of your company." Fa Zhou asked hoping that he would ask for Mulan's hand in marriage. He knew that Mulan cared deeply for him. When he didn't write all this time, Fa Zhou couldn't help but notice the sad look Mulan always had. Shang cleared his throat.
"I was going to ask permission for Mulan to accompany me to my house for a few days to help train my brother. He needs help with shooting arrows while on horseback and Mulan was the best at that. Mulan blushed. was she always going to be seen as one of the guys?
"If Mulan wants to go she can." Fa Zhou said nodding towards his daughter. This adventure would give her time to get to know Shang as a man and not just as a general.
"I'd love to." Mulan hoped her enthusiasm didn't sound too fake. But she would get to be with Shang. Good, thought Shang. He could protect her and be with her without it looking too suspicious.
"If everyone is finished," Mrs Fa began. "These two have a long day ahead of them. Mulan, please show Shang where he can prepare for bed." Mulan bowed her head and stood up, she motioned for Shang to follow her and she showed him to his sleeping quarters.
"If you need anything I'm just down the hall." She added.
"Okay, Goodnight, Mulan." Mulan smiled. she loved hearing him say her name.
"Goodnight, Shang."
That night.
Mulan and Shang were in a dark valley. Both were separated from each other. They couldn't get to the other one. Both desperately struggling to get past a barrier. Both calling for the other one hoping they'd get to their sides. There was a sense of urgency. In the instant that it started it stopped and the two were able to run to each other.
"I'm not too late right?" Shang asked, out of breath.
"No, am I?" Mulan looked around. where were they? "I'm dreaming. Just like last time." Mulan concluded. That's the only explanation.
"but I'm here." Shang looked around. it was a beautiful valley. It was hard to imagine that it was once scary, when they were being held out of it.
"You're part of my dream. Just like last time." Mulan explained. "I can tell you stuff here. It makes me feel like I'm talking to the real you." Shang looked confused but didn't interrupt. "Now, Why didn't you answer any of my letters. I mean, any answer would have been good." Mulan looked about ready to cry.
"I never received any letters. I wrote you and you never replied." Shang answered, he walked close to her and wiped away her tears.
"If that's true, what happened to the letters?" Mulan demanded. "Wait this is just a dream. You're telling me what I want to hear, and being nice to me." Mulan thought, why wouldn't she want this? She should go with it. That's as close as she and Shang would get.
"You're a lot different in your dreams than when you're awake." Shang pointed out. Mulan looked at him incredulous.
"It's my dream. It's really me. I have bad days too, I have insecurities. I like hearing I look good, and I don't like always being one of the guys." Mulan went on ranting. Shang could tell he hurt her feelings really badly. Why was his dream telling him this? "I just want some attention every now and then. I know I'm not the perfect girl like what you get at home. But I am a girl." The last words stung Shang. He never really did treat her like a girl. His mind went back to when it registered that she was a girl. At the palace when she saved everyone's lives and all he could say was "You fight good." But if he could remember and think all this then it was his dream. Mulan wasn't dreaming he was. He could be nice to her in his dream. Shang could see that Mulan's feelings were still hurt. He could at least be nice to his dream Mulan with out worrying about her turning him down. he walked closer to her and embraced her.
"I'm sorry, I just don't know how to act around you. You're so lovely, I'm speechless." he hugged her tightly. This felt real.
"Shang this isn't proper. You know how people look down on this." She tried to tell him.
"Who's here to look down upon us?" He asked. he bent down and kissed her forehead. He then looked at her. she was growing transparent. Slowly loosing color and then disappearing completely. Shang was all alone agian.
Shang woke up with a start. That dream was real. But it was also really nice. There was a knock at door.
"Come in." he called. Mulan walked in head down and slightly blushing. She was wearing a simple but pretty dress, and her fairly short hair was combed down.
"Are you dressed?" Shang looked down. he was covered with sheets, but for the most part he was dressed. he just needed a shirt on.
"Yes, I'm fine. You embarrass so easily, how did you make it through training?" Mulan smiled and looked up at him. This was the relaxed Shang she got to see every now and then.
"I'm not really sure. The guys tried to get me to play King of the Rock once.. Not pretty..." She laughed. "well, You better get ready. We'll be eating soon and then I guess we'll be off." Mulan turned to leave the door.
"Oh Mulan." Mulan turneda round
"Yes Shang?"
"You look lovely today." Shang smiled and Mulan cocked her head and looked at him. Was it possible?
"I'm speechless." She smiled walked out. What was that about?