Chapter 8

(A/N: Sorry that it took me a while, but I think you'll like this chapter. At the request of Lady Zorro, I will include, at the end of every chapter, a translation for every Japanese word and phrase that I use.)

Danny and Sam made love for hours. Sam felt like she was in a daze. She was only somewhat aware of the soft wind on her's and Danny's sweat-slicked bodies as they lay on the grass, resting. Finally, she said, "I love you, Danny." "I love you too, Sam," Danny replied with a smile.

Eventually, they managed to stand, put on their clothes, and rejoin the party. At one point, they got separated. Danny looked for Sam, but found himself unable to find her. Eventually, he turned around and started heading over to one of the food stalls, and walked straight into Katsumoto and Tucker.

"So, Daniro-San," said Katsumoto with a wry smile on his face, "where have you been all this time?" "I, well, uh, that is to say," stuttered Danny as desperately wracked his brains for a suitable excuse. "What's that, Danny," said Tucker in a sing-song voice, "You had a roll in the hay with Sam?"

Before Danny could deny this totally accurate assessment of his evening, Katsumoto wrapped his muscular arm around Danny's neck and rubbed his knuckles against his head, saying, "It's about time! I was wondering when you'd hit your first pa son pate." "Our little Danny is growing up," said Tucker in a mock teary voice, "and to think, we almost thought he was an Okama!"

Blushing furiously, Danny tried to get away and find Sam, but Katsumoto pulled him towards a merchant who was selling sake, saying, "This calls for a drink, my boy!"

Elsewhere, Sam was trying to find Danny, but found Jazz, instead. Taking one look at Sam and smiling curtly, Jazz said, "And just where have you been, Sam?"

Sam's tongue stumbled over itself trying to come up with a suitable answer, but Jazz stopped with a hand, saying, "I know what happened, so don't give yourself a herunia."

"Now how could you possible that Danny and I made love?" said Sam, slightly confused. "I didn't, until just now," said Jazz smartly.

Sam blushed a deep shade of red, and Jazz said, "It wasn't exactly hard to figure out. You're beautiful, but tonight, you're practically glowing, and that's a common sign that a woman's been, shall we say, busy."

Taking Sam by the hand, Jazz said, "Come, let's get something to eat and talk."

At the edge of the clearing, dressed all in black, a group of ninjas lay on their stomachs and assessed the situation. One of them spoke up quietly, saying, "Is there a kill order on this mission?"

"Yes," replied the ninja on his left, "our orders are to kill as many as we can, but Fenton Daniro is first priority. Now, let's move."

1.) pa son pate - not Japanese, but Laotian. Exactly what it means, I'm not sure, but it's a euphemism for sex.

2.) Okama - Japanese for "Big sickle," a euphemism for homosexuals, transvestites, and meterosexuals.

3.) Sake - Japanese wine made from fermented rice, is also an umbrella term for any kind of liquor.

(A/N: I hope you all liked this chapter. I hope you don't think that I'm stringing you along, because next chapter, shit is gonna hit the fan. BTW, please answer the following questions)

1.) Are the characters IC?

2.) Is there anything about the story that you need me to elaborate on?

3.) Any ideas for future chapters?

4.) Any pertinent comments you'd like to add?

TO BE CONTINUED.