Chapter 1: I'll Show You My Dragon!

Rated T: Obvious reasons (look at the title). Also because of Date's awesomeness, which should not be seen by young children.

Warning: Extreme (I think) Motochika OOCness. Gah. Everyone's OOC here *buries head in hands* Overall crappy fic. But I wanted to let Kawaii-no-Kitsune (don't ask me why your name is in the Warning section) to have a look at it before I delete it off like the rest of those crap fics I write.

Disclaimer: Although I have never seen the point of a disclaimer since animes/mangas/games obviously do not belong to fanfic authors who live out their pitiful existences (*stereotypes*) in front of a keyboard, I'll still just say: I do not own Sengoku Basara. If I did, it would boast even more in-your-face BL than Junjou Romantica or Gravitation.

Note: Italics in speech—speaking English. Urk.

"Hmph, so the Onigashima no Oni's here as well?"

Date Masamune stood facing Chosokabe Motochika, the ever-present cocky grin spread across his face. His hands immediately took their positions by the hilts of his six swords.

Likewise, Motochika grinned, and pounded his staff heavily into the dusty ground.

"So you thought I'd just leave a goldmine like this for crows like you to clean up?"

"You mean dragon, right Saikai no Oni?"

"Heh, Dokuganryuu. I've been looking forward to our rematch for a while now. Let's kick it up a notch by adding something in."

"My exact sentiments. I know what you're thinking: Winner takes all."

"You got that right! I've been looking forward to this Dokuganryuu. I was going to clean up over at Aki after this…but I won't forgive myself if I don't defeat you first."

"You could say it's around the same for me. We're all so crazy. Right Saikai no Oni?"

Six swords were whipped out, and they gleamed silver in the bare sun.

Cries of "A-NI-KI! A-NI-KI!" began erupting from behind Motochika, where his men stood.

Not wanting to lose out, the Date army was beginning their cheering regimen as well.

"HITTOU!"

Clap clap clap.

"HITTOU!"

Masamune slipped effortlessly into his favourite battle stance, the corners of his mouth creeping upwards.

—Heh. This is really gonna be one helluva party.

Motochika raised his staff once more and angled it towards Masamune. The expression he wore on his face was exactly the same as that of Masamune.

"So Saikai no Oni, get ready. I'm gonna show you my dragon."

"Eh?"

Motochika's cocky grin disappeared almost immediately.

The armies for both sides suddenly lapsed into silence, each and every one of the men frozen in shock.

"W-What did you say D-Dokuganr-r-ryuu?"

Motochika's face was turning steadily redder by the second, and looked away looking rather sheepish, but not once did he lower his staff.

The men began whispering to each other, their ears turning slightly pink.

"Huh? What's up Saikai no Oni? Why is your face so red? Oh? So you're getting pumped over a real, life dragon huh?" Masamune taunted, blissfully unaware of the effect his words had on Motochika.

Motochika flinched and turned even redder.

Masamune turned around nonchalantly to look at his men who were blushing like newlywed maidens.

"You guys too? What's wrong with all of you today?"

"Um…Masamune-sama," began Kojuurou uncomfortably, the tips of his ears extremely red.

"What now Kojuurou? I'm in the middle of a fight!"

"A…word, if you will…"

"Huh? Che, whatever. Oi, Saikai no Oni, it's troublesome, but hold on for a bit."

"Ah…eh…OK…"

As he watched Masamune walk over to the far end of the field to speak to Katakura Kojuurou, Motochika felt rather…uneasy indeed. Finally, Motochika pulled back his staff and stood it beside him, feeling his face growing redder by the second for some reason.

Of course, he knew the reason why he was behaving like this better than anyone else.

But it was such an…embarrassing reason.

An awkward silence blanketed the almost-battlefield.

"What do you mean I can't say that Kojuurou? I can say whatever I want!" Masamune yelled suddenly, breaking the silence.

"Shh, Masamune-sama, I—" tried Kojuurou.

"What's wrong with showing the Saikai no Oni my dragon? I'm the Dokuganryuu damn it!"

Masamune said that very loudly and all present heard it. Loud and clear.

Motochika seemed to be seizing up.

"Masamune-sama…" Kojuurou said, looking rather pained.

"I don't have time for this Kojuurou," said Masamune, striding towards Motochika.

"Now where were we? Oh yeah—I'll show you my dragon!"

Motochika nearly choked on air.

"Ehhhhh?"

A/N: Inspired by KSH subs. Remember when Date said some…things to Toyotomi? YEAH. I might or might not continue this, but it's a one-shot, drabblish thing for now. I actually have a second part in mind since this is kinda short…plus an omake. I'll change accordingly. If people don't like this, then I won't continue, unless someone explicitly asks for it. Thanks. Reviews would be the love. And it would be nice if people gave me some ideas on how to continue this 3