Authors Note: now we get to me Tenshi Otori. I don't own samurai 7 I think we can all clarify that. Anf from chapter 10 im going to try to make longer chapters… agh… don't you just love bossy sister?

Chapter 10: A dream, A memory, A broken promise.

The restlessness of the night stirred about with samurai, many of while walked along the walls of the village, others held their post at guard towers. The light of the full moon put everything into play, the stars twinkled with mischief as they showed overhead.

Kambei lead on the stone wall of Rikichi's home, he watched, studying every detail of the night. Oddly enough he felt the old feel of battle during the night, then during the day. Women and children were most likely back in their home, while their husbands and fellow men, looked on throughout the night, swords at the ready just as true samurai would.

"makes you wonder why we are even here doesn't it Kambei-dono?"

The older samurai smiled and he moved himself away from the cool stone wall to take a few step forward. Kambei then looked back at the person who had addressed him. "Somewhat Katsushiro," He watched as his former student walked down the step to stand next to him. "you've grown." He said.

Katsushiro nodded his head. "I've changed much over the years," was his reply. "I remember when we first met, I was just a kid without the slightest idea of what the battlefield was like. Then you can along."

Kambei smiled to himself. "I came, you followed." He said.

Katsushiro smiled along with his former teacher. Letting his hair falls to the side of his face. Both men looked on and watched. It seemed peaceful here, but they both knew that wasn't the case. Every breath they toked smelled and reeked with a scent all to formular … battle.

"and here I thought Kambei and I we're the only two allowed to remises about the past."

Katsushiro turned his head slightly, after all there was no threat. "Shichiroji-dono?"

"good look kid." Shichiroji ruffled the young man's long lose hair. "its as unkempt as Kambei-sama" he joked.

The said man chuckled. "I do tend to my hair you know."

"yeah once in awhile." Shichiro said.

"isn't that enough." Kambei asked know the answer he'd get.

"gross." Katsushiro, said with a laugh.

All three men laughed to themselves.

"years sure do go by."

"the sure do kid, they sure do…" Kambei's smiled faded a bit, after Shichiroji finished his sentence. "you alright Kambei-sama?"

"(sigh) great…"

"what is it?" Katsushiro asked.

The former leader looked pale. "its nothing I just think I forgot about something." He surged it off and the three went on about the Great war, the Nobuseri, and the battle with the capital. They all seemed like dreams, and dreams fade with time. the ones you want to keep the most, and the ones that stay never to be forgotten.

"hey you three over there."

"huh, Hetoshi-dono?" Katsushiro bowed his head, followed by the others.

"ha 'dono' huh?" the man with short blue-gray hair came into full view, sword at the ready. " I think you should all get your sleep,, tomorrow is big day."

"oh really, whats going on tomorrow might I ask?" Roji place his elbow and katsu's shoulder as he leaned forward.

Hetoshi walked closer, he wasn't as tall as Kambei, but he did see eye to eye with Katsushiro and Shichiroji. "well your newbies in this battle, but as veterans of the great war," he looked at Kambei and Shichiroji. "and the war with the capital," then his eyes fixed on all three. "I might as well tell you."

"what is it." Kambei held the voice of a commander, something Hetoshi knows to well.

"tomorrow at dawn, be ready at the front gate." That was all before he bowed and turned his back on them. " I hope you're ready for what your eyes are going to see." Then he was gone.

"ready for what." Heihachi and Gorobei came out of the house. "something wrong?" Rikichi followed and stopped by the door.

"na, it was just Hetoshi." Shichiroji pointed the way the said man left.

"oh really." Gorobei pushed Heihachi all the way down being careful not to let go of the wheelchair. "there is always more to every story." He said.

Shichiroji and Katsushiro walked over to the two. Kambei didn't move from his spot, keeping his backed turned as he looked pass the walls of the village… and for a moment he could of sworn he saw movement within the trees. "Rikichi,"

"yes, great Kambei?"

"where can we get lodging for the night?"

"well, many of the homes are already taken, and well…" he paused. " the only place is here if you all like."

"yeah why not I mean it cant be to bad, its just for the night." Heihachi said with a smile. "and the legs are starting to hurt."

"how are they hurting you didn't ever take one step." Gorobei joke, causing all of the to laugh.

"here will due, thank you Rikichi." Kambei bowed and entered the home, the others following in his place.

….

As far as dreams go, Kirara could have them for as long as she lived. After all she didn't get dreams like this… ever.

Within the comfort of her dream Kirara felt the weight of someone. Her body moved in a slow rhythm… she melted agents every touch.

"Kambei-sama…"

As far as dreams go, Kirara would of wish they never came to mind.

"lady Kirara?" a gentle push from someone woke her up.

"A-amara-san."

Amara smiled at her, "seems you had a nice dream, think a certain samurai would be flattered, your just lucky it was me that showed up."

Kirara couldn't help but turn a bright red before quickly move her face from view. "it was nothing." Was her reply, but the quick movement caused more discomfort in her shoulder. "nnn-"

"well I'm not surprised you slept on the door frame, must have been awful."

"I'm ok there is nothing to worry about."

Amara nodded and got up to walk out the door. "get ready its almost morning." Kirara nodded before she too got up and began to dress.

As she tied the obi around her waist, her outfit was different form one she wore long ago. Long white sleeves, covered her arms. A full body royal blue kimono coved her, as she stood by the door.

"are you feeling better."

Kirara smiled. "Never better."

Well there is chapter 10. I had writers block for a while now I know how people who write stories feel about them… they suck! Anyways ill post the next chapter soon… hopefully, rez life kinda suck when your only access to internet is either your crapy phone or wi-fi that is an hour away(nearest town) but I love it

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