Warnings: Shounen ai/ Yaoi, very out of character Xiahou Dun
Pairings: Xiahou Dun x Zhang He
Disclaimer: I do not own dynasty warriors!
A/n: Okay so after a long wait here is the next and last chapter! Sorry it took so long.
Chapter 3: After the battle.
Zhang He's eyes went wide as the sharpened metal from the blade sank into his right shoulder. With a slightly toned arm the made a slash at the private behind him.
The private fell to the floor with slash marks adorning his stomach. They bled relentlessly as the private's eyes fell shut.
Zhang He wavered on his knees, he was starting to feel a little dizzy, that was never good, somehow every sound he was hearing sounded hollow and far away. He had gotten to the stage where everything ceased to feel real. He coughed a little.
He felt an arm encircle his waist as his other arm was thrown around someone else's shoulders. He didn't have the energy to move his head and look at the person carrying him.
He lifted his hand in order to touch he face of the person carrying him, in his state he had forgotten he still held hid claws. He heard the person gasp and his hand that now felt heavy dropped to his side.
He smelled peonies, such a beautiful flower in his opinion. He loved the smell of them; he had since he was a child. He opened his eyes to search for the source of the scent. He found the flowers, in a beautifully decorated white vase by the side of the bed he was resting in.
He tried to move into a sitting position only to realize that his shoulder immobilized him. He glared at the offending limb.
From his reclining position he glanced around the room, this place was unfamiliar to him. Had the enemy captured him? He told himself not to panic as the door to the room he was in began to slide open. Xiahou Dun stood in the doorway a bandage covering one of his eyes.
"You're awake?" Zhang He just nodded his affirmation. Xiahou dun stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.
"No one knows you're here. You're quite safe." Xiahou Dun stated seeming to read Zhang He's discomfort. Zhang He just looked down at the bed sheet that was covering him. "You don't have to worry." Zhang He nodded again.
"Why, why have you helped me?" Zhang He didn't want to offend the person that had saved him, but they were enemies when it came to it.
"Because I think you're beautiful. I wanted you to join me." Zhang He blushed at the compliment, but he shook his head.
"We are enemies." He stated bluntly. Xiahou Dun nodded, he couldn't argue with that could he? A warrior noble to his cause was the best type of warrior after all. He nodded regretfully.
"I understand." Zhang He winced at the finality in the other's voice. This man was someone who called him beautiful, who treated him like a human being, who saved his life, someone he loved. But he couldn't betray his men.
Xiahou Dun sat on the bed just to the side of Zhang He.
Zhang He gulped and snaked his arms round the other general's waist resting his head on the other's back. Xiahou Dun held the other's arms in place but turned so he could see the other man.
Zhang He blushed under the other's gaze and his eyes fell shut as the other placed a hand on his cheek and brought their lips together.
When they pulled apart Zhang He placed his fingers lightly on the bandage that covered Xiahou Dun's eye.
"Did I do that?" Xiahou Dun nodded. Zhang he leantup and kissed the bandage slightly. "To remember me by."
When Zhang He could move well enough he crept out of Xiahou Dun's camp while the said general occupied his men.
When he was on the other side of the river where the two had first men, he looked back to his love, Xiahou Duns eye. Raised to meet his.
Both generals nodded slightly, both of them knew that next time they met, it would be on the battlefield and one of them would have to die.
The end
So there's the last chapter, i hope you enjoyed the story. Thank you for reading!