Disclaimer: See Prologue
Rise of Samurai
Chapter 6
By: UesugiKenshin
(Intense Lime scene)
Keitaro left the fury of cheers that the samurai in the courtyard and at the gate gave for him, all exclaiming their delight at seeing he had accepted the two swords, that he was now part of Tokugawa's command. The cheers continued to ring behind him, but he heard none of it.
'Moe-chan I did as you said, and I believe it was the right choice.' He mulled over that thought, with a fixated smile, a smile that could mean many things. 'And what of Lord Tokugawa's daughter, what could she want?'
Keitaro couldn't help but notice a flair of Kitsune in the girl, the mischievous teasing, and to think of it, 'the kimono wasn't tied appropriately… revealing rather sensual curves…'
Keitaro shook his head, clearing the rather wicked thoughts that came into his mind, 'Yep, that girl is like Kitsune.' He chuckled, thinking she was teasing about the tryst.
He quickly made trek back to explain to Motoko the events that unfolded at the castle.
The first thing Keitaro saw was Motoko practicing furiously at her Katas, like a demon had possessed her. The graceful strokes of steel cut the air, leaving a shrill that echoed lightly even though the blade was back into strike position. Keitaro just watched her effort to bring back the diminishing skills she lost during her long break.
Motoko absentmindedly continued without noticing someone watching her, and Keitaro continued to watch till Aki, who was watching from the window at her mistress's hard work, saw her lord had come back from the castle.
"Urashima-sama!" Aki said, finally notifying Motoko of his presence.
"Keitaro?" She turned to a changed Keitaro, he was holding himself up with more pride, and she noticed the twin blades that were pulsating a force, sometime similar to her own blade.
"What happened? And what are those blades?" Full of questions, she blurted out the first couple that came to her mind.
Aki slowly walked over to the two, gave a bow, "My lord, you have accepted Lord Tokugawa's wishes?"
The servants all knew, everyone at Urashima's household knew why Tokugawa asked Keitaro over to his castle. Servants have sharp ears for gossip, and even bigger mouths for telling each other those secrets. It was no secret Aki was first to ask what happened at the castle.
Keitaro nodded.
"Keitaro, what is going on?" Motoko didn't like being left in the dark, and placed emphasis that she wanted to know quickly.
"I will explain everything inside. Aki please prepare us some tea." Keitaro said.
"Yes my lord." Aki replied.
They both settled into the mats that were quickly positioned by servants the moment Keitaro entered the house. Motoko just pushed aside the tea, while Keitaro savored the enriching aroma and exquisite taste.
"Aki, this very good tea." Keitaro complemented the woman who just gave a small smile and backed out of the room.
"Keitaro I want to know what is happening." Now that everyone left the room, Motoko started the questioning.
"You should drink the tea, very good tea." Keitaro answered abstractly.
Motoko could see he wasn't going to answer any questions until the tea was drunk, so she did. The taste also surprised her, "Did Aki change the tea?"
"Now what did you want to know?" Keitaro continued with his abstract answers.
"Keitaro, you have changed… explain from wherever you want to."
Keitaro sighed. The accepting command would change everything, and he knew it. 'Motoko would you understand?'
"Do you remember when I left suddenly couple of days ago, leaving no clues? I visited Mt. Fuji to explore myself, to decide what my course should be from now. I mediated and I met my past, Moe, and she told me what to do."
"Wait, the doll that Sara and Su fixed?" Motoko interrupted.
Keitaro nodded. "She told me that external forces will control me from here and out, until we can go back to our time, we are going to be chess pieces for these people. I have no choice Motoko, to protect you; I accepted command for Tokugawa's army."
Motoko flushed, 'Protect me?'
Keitaro continued, "He is giving me everything to be a commander, my own fief, stipend, and men to lead a force of my own. We know what is going to happen in the future Motoko, we have hindsight. I will protect you to the best of my abilities, I promise you that!"
He was so immersed in his speech he didn't hear Motoko get up from her seat and position herself behind him. She laid her head on his back, hearing the steady heartbeat. She felt safe, and the man before her will always be there to protect her. She didn't care that she was becoming weak, losing her warrior spirit for Keitaro; she would give up everything, including the sword for him.
"I know you will protect me Keitaro." Motoko murmured.
They stayed in that comfortable position, feeling each other soothing presence for a long time.
The time quickly past, and night befell on the city of Edo. And Takara was racing toward the Teahouse for a second time. Her bodily functions were off, and her monthly visit came sooner then expected.
'Damn, I have no time for seduction; my plan has to be pressed forward.' She quickly reached the Teahouse where she originally planned to learn the Art of Seduction. This time she had snuck out of the castle without her guards, and she sworn her maids to not tell anyone where she had gone.
The Mama-san went to greet her newly arrived customer, "Welcom-"Before she saw who it was.
"T-takara-san?" She astonished.
"Where is Black Widow?" Takara knew she was being rude, but didn't care. She didn't keep up formalities. "Where is she!" she exclaimed.
"D-down this hall…" Mama-san bristled at the impertinent temperament and was about to throw out Takara, not caring she was the Daimyo's daughter when Takara took out enough gold to shut her up.
"Here." Takara threw the bag of gold at Mama-san's feet and Mama-san fell like a vulture onto the gold.
"We thank you for your patronage!" Mama-san said to the retreating back of Takara and proceeds to count the coins, 'Ten Ryo!'
Mama-san was a happy woman that night.
Takara knocked on the door, and she received a languid answer, "Enter."
Black Widow was expecting another poor male asking for her services; she blinked at the Daimyo's daughter entering instead.
"Takara-san, what an unexpected visit… Have you learned the preference of the man…?"
"No, I have not."
"Then I cannot help you Takara-san."
"I know, I have decided to not pursue that line of direction."
"Does the man no longer excite you?"
"I love him and seduction is no longer a viable option, I want the Draught, Moonbeam."
Black Widow's usually stoic face showed a visible shock on the request. "The Draught Takara-san?" She choked out.
"Yes I know all of you courtesans use the Draught, the vial that increases a man's lust. Oh yes I know of the Draught, and you use it on men that are immune to a woman's advances. I want a vial of the Draught Moonbeam."
"I-I c-can't Takara-san. It is forbidden to ever sell it!" Black Widow stammered. 'Oh kami-sama, this woman is deadly serious! She dares to mention the Draught… Who is this man?'
Takara's face showed not an ounce of kindness as she advanced toward Black Widow. She took out the stiletto hidden in her kimono and flashed the silver before placing the blade on Black Widow's face.
"I won't hesitate to cut that beautiful face of yours Moonbeam." She leaned over the terrified woman cowering before her. "I won't ask again, I want the Draught." Takara said coolly.
Black Widow's mind screamed to just hand over the Draught, and her body moved accordingly. Her arm pointed at the drawer, second from the bottom. "There."
Takara got up from her former position hovering over Black Widow to the drawer, she opened it and beneath the clutter of tools of the trade for a courtesan, a small vial of clear liquid.
"How do I use this concoction?" Takara asked Black Widow.
"… Place three drops into the drink of the man and it will take 5 minutes before the drug takes effect."
"Is it poisonous in certain type of drinks?"
"No… we have tested with all types of drinks, none seemed poisonous."
Takara looked disdainfully at the woman crouching on the ground. "Here." She threw another bag of gold, this time containing more gold then the one she threw at Mama-san.
"It won't be long, I do not care who you tell I have taken the Draught after tomorrow. If someone comes stop me before then, I will torture you in the worst possible way Moonbeam." The last vestige of humanity disappeared from Takara's eyes, "Don't oppose me Moonbeam."
Black Widow didn't even look the amount of gold in the bag; her mind was in shock that she didn't ever register that Takara was long gone from her room. 'Who is the man?'
Keitaro got up early from Motoko's grasp. They were comfortable with just falling asleep in each other's arms. He gave a chaste kiss to Motoko's lips before fitting himself with a kimono and his twin swords.
Remembering the painful ride on the horse before, he took the usual trek of walking to the castle. He was quickly given passage into the castle, now all the guards knew who he was. He reached the final barrier, Kaemon told Tokugawa, Urashima had arrived and he was nodded in.
This time there was no one else in the chambers, all of other commander's seats were empty. He found his own and sat down, facing Tokugawa.
"Welcome Urashima-san, now we may discuss the terms that I given you yesterday."
Keitaro just looked on, "Yes my lord."
"To be considered a lord, you must have a stipend of 10,000 Koku or greater. And I promised you lordship. You will be given lands from my own Kwanto region. Take five Ri(1)inevery cardinal direction; it should supply you with enough land to become a daimyo."
'Daimyo? I remember calling myself with that title back at Hinata Apartments…' Keitaro chuckled at the irony.
Tokugawa was beginning to explain the move from Edo to the lands, Keitaro had already had a home in Edo, already qualifying him Sankin kotai (2), no need to keep him in Edo any longer. He noticed he lost the attention of his newly formed Diamyo.
"Is something amusing Urashima-san?"
"I am sorry my lord, I was chuckling at the irony of life."
"Ah life, we many live a thousand life times, but we never understand life itself. The Gods play a cruel joke every time we are not able to reach the Promised Land."
"Yes my lord, you were saying about moving my family hold?"
"We must give you a residency in your own lands Urashima-san, use the peasants currently not working on the winter crops, and have to build you a home. Albeit, it will be crude until it is completed but they will complete it before spring planting. Now of the man you will command. I will give you ten samurai; they shall be your retainers for the upcoming war. They will serve you loyally, and you will have to pay them from your own stipend. Additional soldiers will have recruited or drafted from your lands. Remember Urashima-san, peasants work the land, drawing too many will limit your source of income."
"I understand my lord."
"And one more thing Urashima-san. When I spoke with the courier that I sent for you yesterday, that you were severely lacking experiences with riding a horse?"
Keitaro looked sheepishly at Tokugawa, "Yes my lord, I have never ridden a horse."
'What a unique samurai, this Urashima… He is proficient in kenjutsu but nothing else. He will require guidance.'
"I will assign you an instructor, to aid you in learning how to ride a horse. He is the sensei for training our samurai, Takumakai Goro. He will be your sensei from now on. Are you proficient in any other martial arts Urashima-san?"
"No my lord, kenjutsu is my only specialty."
"Then I will assign another instructor, she will help you develop martial skills in unarmed combat."
"Thank you my lord, is that all you require of me?"
"Yes, your ten men will arrive shortly, and I will give you the necessary documents to assign the lands."
Keitaro walked out of the room, bowing in deeply, giving thanks to his Lord.
"Yoshi's idea of assigning his daughter Chiyo to being Urashima-san's instructor was brilliant, she will be able to protect him from other ninja incursions, and… figure out what this disk does."
Tokugawa stared at the chip, he did consider Aoyoma's request to find a small disk on the ambush site. His men found it a few days back and no one was able to figure it out. 'What is this worth to those two…'
Takara had heard the ending of the meeting and rushed out, to intercept Keitaro from leaving the castle. She was almost unsuccessful, almost missing him heading down the stairs.
"Urashima-san." She put back on the air, the air she used yesterday.
Keitaro turned around and looked at the slightly disordered young woman before me. "My lady." He bowed deeply, knowing finally who she was.
"My… my, did you forget the invitation for tea?" Takara pouted.
Keitaro scratched the top of his head, looking abashed. "My lady, I thought yesterday was a jest, forgive me." The simple act of looking abashed, made Keitaro seem even more desirable to Takara. Her heart swooned.
She gave a swallow, and spoke again, "This way Urashima-san." Keitaro just nodded, "Lead the way my lady."
The trip was short; the walkway toward the second level was close to Takara's chambers. As expected, the room was elegant, filled with enough art and other items so it was tasteful, but not over cluttered. Tatami mats were already placed on the follow, facing each other. The tea was steaming in its kettle, and the cups were already in position.
Takara had planned this gambit to the exact second. She had the maid, the moment she heard the footsteps, place the tea in the room and leave. No one was to disturb them.
"Sit there Urashima-san." Takara pointed at the right mat, entering from the door.
She took the seat in the other mat. She planted the Draught already in the cup, in front of Keitaro. The drops were clear so it could be mistaken for drops of water left after washing the cups. Takara stared at the cup for an instant, hoping the concoction would work quickly. Just seeing the man she loved made her wet. Her heart was beating quickly, and her body grew warm.
"U-urashima-san, would you like some tea?"
"Thank you, and yes I would like some." Keitaro was thinking of how he was in a room with another woman, but did not feel the nervousness he usually felt. 'Being with Motoko changed me, a lot. I would be blubbering idiot right about now, but no longer.'
Even thought it was not a Tea Ceremony, Takara served the tea with the same aesthetic technique. This did not go unnoticed by Keitaro.
"Wonderful. Just beautiful how something simple as serving tea could be performed so flawlessly." Keitaro praised Takara.
Takara's intense full body blush went up a notch.
"T-t-thank you." She stammered.
With her shaking hands, she managed not to spill any tea while pouring her own tea. Both lifted their cups and drank deep. Takara looked at Keitaro over the rim of the cup. 'Soon.'
The Draught was ingested by Keitaro, and while both of them began to speak to each other, his body tried to fight off the effects of the Draught. What would have taken other men less then five minutes to act on their lust, it took Keitaro over thirty minutes.
Takara was thinking how miserably the Draught had failed her, and how devastating Black Widow's torture would be when she heard the clutter of Keitaro's cup. She looked at Keitaro. What was moments ago a man sitting on his mat, calmly speaking to her, was now a man full of lust in his eyes.
'Uras-…' Takara never got to finish her thoughts as Keitaro crushed his lips upon hers, and was trying to force his tongue into her mouth. Keitaro gave Takara no reprieve as he tried to find the obi of her kimono. He searched frantically until he got the obi untied and the whole kimono off and stared at her naked body. While straddling her thin waist, he ran a finger down the front of her body, from the neck down to her nether regions. She shivered in excitement as his fingers began to probe her, feeling her wetness.
Takara gave no resistance to Keitaro's advances; let him work his magic over her body. She submitted to him, body, soul, and mind. He entered her body and began to his rhythmic thrusts, and she began to give a small cry as each one entered deeper and deeper. Takara wanted this and soon both bodies were at each their climaxes.
"Ahh!" Both of them scream as they both hit their orgasm at the same time. And time seems to stop for both of them. It is said, that only through orgasms can people reach the Gods, and for Keitaro and Takara they have certainly reached the apex. Keitaro's lust disappears in an instant after the intercourse, but before he falls asleep, he gives a smile at Takara, not knowing who she was.
Takara has enough strength to wipe off both of them, and gives Keitaro a kiss to his sleeping form. There was blood and semen to be cleaned off, but the servants could do it later on.
'Within a couple of days, I will show the signs of pregnancy, and I will convince father to marry us. I timed this right and I will have a son or daughter that I will call my own in nine months. Please Kami-sama let it be a son, I would love to bore a son for this man…'
1. Ri is an unit of measurement. 1 Ri equals, around 2.4 miles or 3.9 kilometers. I am not exactly sure if that makes 10,000 koku, no book or site has mentioned how much rice is able to be grown. Kwanto is the most fertile land in all of Japan, and I hope I am somewhat near the estimated amount.
2. Sankin kotai is required residency by allied diaymos to Tokugawa to have a home within Edo. Like a forced hostage situation so the diaymo cannot rebel against Tokugawa's rule.
A/N: I hope the little sign at the beginning gave enough warning to people who are currently reading this story. Was this enough of a shocker? I hope so… since I first wrote a lemon and wanted to place it on Adultfanfiction… but decided not to. I didn't want to place a burden on my readers to go search for the story. The Draught… such things exist? I have no clue.
Peacemaker… Thank you.