Hey, I sat down and watched Hero the whole way through. That movie is so depressing. Not only does everyone die, but they die like four or five times. Anyways, it gave me an idea for this fic. I hope you like it. It might not show up for a while though. I'm not sure how this will go.

Disclaimer: I don't own Ronin Warriors. There I admit it.

Chapter Two: Waiting for Love

The general noise of the Ronin's table at breakfast was intensified as Kento was very happy today, and extra rambunctious. Luckily it more than made up for Ryo not speaking. Instead he just poked absentmindedly at his waffles, staring at Kento with narrowed eyes. There was no way his friend could be calling for Death in his dreams, was there? He suddenly realized how little he truly knew about Kento. He had never really looked beyond the happy go lucky, food scarfing, muscle bound surface of his friend.

"Ryo? Ryo? RYO! I'm talking to you!" Ryo jumped as Sage poked him.

"Sage, sorry. I was just thinking."

"That's new. What are we doing today? Any training planed or anything?"

"Not particularly. Why?"

"Sage is meeting a girl we met on the bus last week." Rowen stretched and yawned as he delivered his information. The Warrior of Halo was stilled dressed it the pants and shirt he had slept in the night before, as he was too sick to go to school today. Or for the past three days for that matter.

"Hey Rowen aren't you supposed to be sleeping? You are sick after all." Sage pointed out not at all embarrassed about his after school plans, "Why don't you go to the doctor? You'd get better so much faster."

Rowen's eyes got huge, and he looked terrified, "Nooo! No doctors! They always poke me with needles. Needles are bad! They hurt!" And finally finished with his speech he ran back into his room.

"Rowen really does hate doctors." Sage remarked into the silence.

Several hours later as Ryo sat doodling in his notebook during science he felt Death's dark presence once more. He sat up and saw Kento leaning on his hand napping, and leaning behind him, murmuring into his ear was Death itself. It sensed Ryo's eyes on it and looked his way mouthing the words "Soon Wildfire. But I'll keep my promise." Just as soon as it had been there it was gone.

Death sat outside the school the five Ronins attended, her eyes watchful. It had been a long time, and she had waited for this with the impatience only love could bring. It was true however, that she was in love with the Ronin of Hardrock. It had been a long time though since she had allowed herself to admit it. They had met so long ago. Five hundred years if her memory served. It was his first chance at life. She was on her last. If only they had known. Maybe then they could have prevented it. But you can't stop love.

He had been a traveling warrior. She had been the daughter of a lord. She was on her way to be married to another lord named Orochimaru for one of her father's political alliances, much like her two older sisters. Kento was to guard her on her journey. It was strange that her father had only sent her with the one warrior to guard her, but she had always hated the numerous bodyguards she had traveled with and welcomed the change. She had grown immediately fond of the loudmouthed boneheaded warrior who accompanied her. She was surprised however to discover that within Kento lay the soul of a poet, and his voice! Kento could sing with a voice to rival any she had ever heard in her life. As she grew to know him better, her feelings deepened, but she could never tell him that. Not when she was already betrothed. However, when he confessed his own love for her the day before they reached her husband's home, and asked her to run away with him, she had never been so happy. She thought she had startled Kento when she started crying however. How could she go with him, no matter what she felt for him? She had a duty to her father. She never forgot what he told her, "Your only duty is to you. Don't let others control you. Only you have the power to do that. Now stop. I hate to see you cry." She did stop, because he made her feel better. She decided to go with him. It was on that night, the night when their love first bloomed that their little Aki had been conceived.

She snapped out of her memories when she saw the Ronin's exiting from their school. Kento, her Kento, looked happy. And he should at that. She had visited him in his dreams last night, and today in his class. While awake he knew nothing of his past lives, but his subconscious knew everything. He had been overjoyed to see her, as happy as she was to see him. She wished she could have taken him away then, but it was against the rules. Soon though. Soon she would have him back once more. Unbidden a tear came to her eye, and she brushed it away, knowing what Kento would say.

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