Hey peeps! Um not much to say. OH OMG OMG Dynasty Warriors 5!!!!!! If you haven't heard Dw5 comes out in March and Cao Pi is gonna be a new character and visit because it has info on the game. BTW I re-uploaded chapter 3 if you wanna read it again. However, you don't have to 'cause I only re-wrote and added a few sentences.
Guan: NO WAY! I will try to make Sima nicer though! I have this idea… Oh and the reason I started it off like that was finishing up the chat with Liu Bei started in the last chapter, but I see what you're saying. I have such a short talk in the chapter on the way back I really should have them talk more, oh well. Yes, I COULD have but I didn't, I guess I wanted to show something about when she wakes up see the following note. Note to everyone: watch Zhuge's responses to Aven Yu's little actions.
Sima fans DON"T KILL ME FOR THE RATHER BAD POEM!!!!! Zhuge made me do it, I swear!
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Chapter 6-A Journey Home.
"You heard me Sima Yi!" I turned to see 2 figures appear before us. I wondered how they'd gotten in without the guards noticing. I recognized one of them as Zhou Yu and the other as Zhuge Liang.
"Master Liang!!!"
"I shall never let her go."
"Very well, Sima Yi, how about a deal."
"Like what?"
"A battle of wits."
"Name your terms."
"A duel. If I win, Aven Yu returns with me, if I lose we leave…without the lady."
"You and me."
"Of course, right now. Without assistance, unless of course that is, if you're afraid."
"Of you? Preposterous! Let us begin, who shall start us?"
"The lady."
"Fine." I started them off and prayed for the outcome. It was an interesting duel; they both wielded a fan. They circled each waiting for the other to move. Zhuge Liang had concocted a plan; I could see such in his eyes. I knew that about him now. I should with 2 months of study. Soon, Zhuge Liang began a poem to stir Sima Yi's anger, I imagined. It worked. However, I still remember it now, all these years later.
Sima Yi wields the mind of a foolIn him the heart of a coward rules.
He may be swift, but he is weak,
He'll never gain what his soul may seek.
To the right he thrusts his fan
I dodge return; he does what he can
That may be little but he still tries
It won't be my fault if it is that he dies!
Alas, this is but a contest of wit
But Sima Yi gains not a single hit.
He lacks the intelligence, poor old soul.
His heart has been deemed as black as coal!
Sima Yi with the mind of a child
His whole self lacks a tinge of wile
His anger grows; I sense it now
But quickly soon to me he'll bow.
Sima Yi had made a grave mistake, however, much as Dian Wei had at Bo Wan Po. Again, it was Master Liang's musou that destroyed him. I ran to The Prime Minister throwing my arms around his neck. I nearly knocked him over in the process. He returned the hug.
"Come, we must go quickly." We returned to Wu for the night, and I learned that the alliance had been accepted.
I was in Zhuge Liang's room again that night working. When I noticed he had fallen asleep. I had to smile, he looked so at peace, but I knew he still carried so much weight on his heart over the death of Yue Ying. I stroked his hair and knelt to his ear.
"I love you, and that shall never change." I rose and blew out the candles as I left.
"Lady Aven Yu." I recognized the voice and opened the door to Zhuge Liang. In half an hour we had eaten and begun our journey home.
"I never asked. What happened in there?"
"You mean yesterday?" He nodded.
"Apparently Sima Yi's minions captured me and took me to the outpost, well, you saw that. He asked me what I was doing in Wu."
"What did you say?"
"That I was visiting Shang Xiang."
"Ahhh I see." He smiled.
"Yes, well, he, well, never mind."
"What?"
"Nothing."
"You would spur my curiosity and then squander it?"
"He told me he loved me, I told him I didn't, because—because I love another. He asked whom, and I would not tell him. He also mentioned something about Cao Cao wishing me defect from Shu."
"I see, you look tired."
"Only slightly. I slept about as much as you!"
"That reminds me, did you speak to me when I was asleep?" My heart froze.
"Like what?" I forced out of my drying mouth.
"I can't recall. I just thought I'd heard your voice. Perhaps, it was only a dream."
"Perhaps." I mumbled through my thoughts, Or perhaps not.
He fanned himself softly as usual, his mind fixed on something ahead.
"May I see that?"
"What?"
"Your fan."
"I—sure." He slowly handed his fan to me and I took it carefully inspecting its feathers and gold inlaid handle.
"Where did you get this?"
"It…was a gift."
"Oh. May I--?"
"My uncle. My late uncle."
"I—forgive me."
"No, no, I've inquired as to your business in the past, you are entitled to mine. I admired it sitting on my uncle's shelf, and he noticed. It was a gift on my 6th birthday. I took it everywhere, and I've had it ever since."
"No wonder you always have it, it is…beautiful." I handed it back to him.
"Yes, it is precious."
"Where did you get the hat?" He laughed.
"My hat?"
"Yes."
"I found it."
"How long have you been growing your hair? It's so long."
"My hair?"
"I'm sorry"
"No, your questions are…amusing. But we are home. We need rest and to speak with Lord Liu Bei." We told him of the news and slept until the morning.
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Next Chapter: "I think I have a remedy for that." He handed the man a piece of paper.
"And we shall strike on the morrow 5 after next!"
BTW this won't be the exact phrasing…
