Star Warriors of the Dynasty Ocean
Description: Fayt and company check out a Gemity simulator that transports them to ancient China. Many, many pairings ensue. Rated T for implied sex. Do not proceed if you do not like male/male, threesomes, foursomes, and … yeah, well you've been warned.
Disclaimer: Star Ocean: Till the End of Time and its characters are the property of Square-Enix. Dynasty Warriors and its characters are the property of KOEI. The insanity in this fic is unfortunately all mine.
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Albel
Albel stalked angrily down the halls, his glowering eyes searching for an exit from this Hell.
"Please just consider it," continued the voice behind him. "We'd make such a beautiful couple."
"Leave me alone, maggot," he growled.
"But we're so perfect for each other! We both have lovely figures, we both like purple, and we have similar fashion sense. True, I prefer tight pants to the freedom of a sarong, but I have these little fairy wings that would look just adorable -"
In one smooth motion, Albel drew his katana, spun on his heel, and slashed at the man behind him. His blade met only air. Zhang He had double back-flipped out of the sword's reach and finished with a pirouette that Albel, in spite of himself, had to admit was quite graceful.
They stared at each other for a moment. Finally, Albel said, "No."
Zhang He cupped an elbow with one hand and tapped a finger of the other against his cheek, an amazing feat considering the long claws he wore. "Why not?" he asked innocently.
"Fool, I'm always paired with Zelpher in these things. Don't you read?"
"And I'm always stuck with that disgusting Sima Yi." A cunning smile flickered over the Wei officer's perfect features. "I'd say it's time for us to rebel, wouldn't you?"
"Bah," Albel responded, but only half-heartedly.
Zhang He reached into a pocket and pulled out a small package, neatly wrapped in sparkly purple paper with a white ribbon tied around it. He tossed the package to Albel.
"Here. For you."
Albel caught it in his gauntlet, sheathed his sword, and then carefully opened the package. Beneath his long bangs, one eyebrow lifted in confusion.
"Bandages?"
Zhang He grinned and waved a metal-tipped hand. "I thought it would be a good idea to have them around. It's always best to be prepared."
Albel shifted the package to his good hand and hooked a thin white strip on one of his own metallic digits. He lifted the fabric into the sunlight of a nearby window. His gauntlet gleamed.
"Heh. This could be fun after all."
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A/N: The Albel/Zhang He pairing is where all this craziness began. They really just seemed like they should be together.