AN: I couldn't stand not putting up this next chapter, so I put it up!

CHAPTER 5 PPOV

Mulan and I have just made a deal. I so can't wait till I get her propotion of dumpling.

All of us finished putting away the drums. Now we were calling it a night.

Mulan walked upstairs and stopped and turned. "Night, Ping and Shang." Then she continued going up. Once I heard her door close.

"Sorry, Ping. I couldn't help myself. I don't know why. I just feel like I have been around her, like to protect her, make her laugh. Ugh! Can you tell me what is going on?" I smiled.

"Sorry, Shang. I never have been in love so I don't know."

"In love?"

"I was wondering if you would catch onto that."

"Do you think that I am in love with you sister? I mean I barely met her a few hours ago."

"Hey, my dad said that he fell in love with my mother when he first laid eyes on her. So I think that is what happened with you. Do yu want to forget that little promise that we made earlier?" He nodded. "Okay, here is another promise." He groaned. I laughed at him. "Okay, back to business. If you ever hurt Mulan, I will not heisant to kill you, okay?" He nodded.

"I think that I would beat you to the punch. I think that I will kill myself if I ever hurt Mulan." I nodded.

"Okay, I'll lead you to the guest room."

Shang and my names have both been called. We both had our time with the matchmaker. As soon as we were done, the Matchmaker came up to my family.

"These are very honorable men. I have came up to decision. I am still looking for a wife for Ping. Though I did find a wife for Shang." Shang gulped. "He is the only man that I have seen that is compatiable with Mulan."

"Huh?" They said at the same time.

"I see that you haven't told them of your plans yet." Everyone shook their head.

"What plans?" Mulan asked. Mulan was dressed in a red dress (on profile).

"Mulan, Shang, you two were betrothed to each other before you were born. We made a deal with your father Shang. He wanted to join both of our families so we had you two bethrothed." They both nodded.

Then the matchmaker went back to call off another name.

SPOV (Shang's POV FINALLY!)

When I first heard Ping talk about Mulan, I thought he was exaggerating about Mulan.

Ping and I were in our horses when we came to his family's home. When Ping opened the gate, two women came running out and dragged him off of his horse and started asking him random question.

Then Ping called me out. "Grandma, Mama, I'll like you to meet Captain Li Shang. He was my commander at the camp." Then they jumped off of him and jumped on me. I was actually frightened.

"So, your a captain?"

"Did you see any girls with Ping?" They started asking me question. Then Ping interrupted, thank you!

"Mama, where is Mulan, I'll like Shang to meet her?"

"She is out in the back yard. Practicing as usual."

"Come on, Shang."

"It was a pleasure meeting you both." As soon as we were out of there hearing range, I released a deep breath. "Thank you, Ping. I thought that I was going to die for a second there, being attacked by two women." He laughed at me.

"I told you to brace yourself. Mulan should be out here." Right then we turn a saw a women wearing a pink dress, dancing.

There in a pink dress, dancing was a girl. She had a blindfold her eyes. There was another girl too but she was sitting on the ground. She threw a bean at a drum, that surrounded the girl in the pink dress. The bean hit a drum then another. She picked up the ribbons, and threw them at the drums at the same time and landed perfectly back on feet. (Video will be on my link. This is from the scene from The House of Flying Daggers). Ping walked over to the girl and put his forefinger on his lip, telling her to be quiet. She nodded and handed Ping the bowl of beans.

Ping grabbed the bowl and threw all of the contains toward the drums. She smiled. It seemed like she knew it was Ping. The beans hit each and every drum. Then let her dancing start. She danced so beautiful, and graceful. I watched her as she skillfully hit each drum. One ribbon was a hitting a drum when I noticed that she had grabbed out Ping's sword from its' case with the ribbon. Ping grabbed another sword and blocked the attack. Then he threw the empty bowl toward her. She reeled in her ribbon and sword and skillfully cut the bowl in half.

She ripped off the blindfolds and ran toward Ping, knocking him to the ground.

"PING! Why didn't you tell us that you were coming home?"

"I wanted to surprise all of you."

"Well, you certainly have achieved you goal, soldier." She laughed.

"You have gotten better, Mulan."

"So have you. I still remember a time when I could sword fight you with me holding the sword with a ribbon and win."

"Yes, and I remember a time when I hit you with the bowl." She punched Ping's shoulder. I watched them embrace. I looked more at his sister.

She was beautiful. She had hair that went down her back. It was dark as the night sky. She was pale, not a sicky pale but a beautiful paleness not too dark nor too pale. Her lips looked pouty, they were pink like a cherry blossom. She wore a pink and gold dress. The dress was gold and pink. The ribbons on the dress were pink. (Dress that Zhang Ziyi wears when the guy throws the beans at the drums.) She was so beautiful. As I looked at her, my world shifted. Everything that I wored for felt like nothing compared to this new feeling. This feeling made me almost want to protect her from anything and everything.

Ping looked up at me. Ping gave me a meaningful look then he stood up, bringing Mulan up.

"Mulan, I'll like you to meet my Captain Li Shang. Shang, this is my sister Mulan." I stumbled forward, making me look like an idiot.

"I-it is a p-pleasure meeting you." I bowed to Mulan.

"As to you, Li Shang." She bowed back. She was so beautiful.

"Please, call me Shang." Ping rolled his eyes and clear his throat loudly. He gave me that meanful look again.

"Come, Ping and Shang. I bet Grandma, Mama and Baba can't wait to hear the stories that you have brought with you. Most likely Grandma is warming up tea." She grabbed both of our hands and pulled us toward the house. Ping glared at me. I mouthed," Sorry." to him.

Mulan dragged us into the house and made us sit down at the table.

Fa Zhou was chuckling at us. "I knew that Mulan would drag you both to the table. Now Mama." the old woman came walking out with a strung of coins and regretfully put them in Fa Zhou hand.

"Baba, I have been curious about the Matchmaker and Mulan." Ping asked. He stopped sipping his tea. He put down his tea slowly.

"Mulan passed the test with flying colors. The Matchmaker is still trying to find someone to match with her."

"Still?"

"Yes, the matchmaker said, I quote, 'Mulan is a very unqiue girl. She needs someone special. She is not a ordinary girl who deserves a ordinary man.'"

"Wow, this is the matchmaker we are talking about?" He nodded.

"Now, Mulan is afraid to go to town because men chase her for her hand in marriage. There was more than once that I had to fight men off with my cane." He laughed. So does that explain these strange feelings that I am getting everytime I see her or hear her name. "So, Shang have you gone to the matchmaker yet?" Fa Zhou asked.

"Uh, no. Not yet. I have no doubt that the war is over, I'm on top of her list." He nodded.

"Ping, here has appointment tomorrow." Ping spat out my tea.

"Huh?"

"Didn't your mother tell you?" Ha, must suck to be him. "When you can through the gates and went to Mulan, your mother and grandma ran to the matchmaker made a appointment for BOTH of you." Did he say BOTH of us? I spat out my tea too.

"Excuse, me sir?" I swear I heard him say both of us.

"You see Shang, you're father and I go way back. I have a letter from your father that tells me that I am responsible for you if he ever dies." My eyes were probably very big. Then the women come walking out carrying food and tea. Mulan was carrying food on plates in her hand. Also another plate was balanced ontop of her head.

Mulan gracefully put all three plates down on the table. Then she took her seat right beside Grandmother Fa and infront of me.

"Dig in. I bet you two haven't had a real meal in months." Ping and I both nodded and looked hungrily at the food.

"Grandma made the tea. I gathered the greens. Mulan made the dumpling." Wow, the food looks delicious.

Ping attacked the dumpling. " Mhang, mu av o eat Mulan dumplgd." Ping spoke through a mouth full of dumpling. Mulan laughed. She had the most beautiful laugh.

"Why thank you brother for that compliment."

"What did he say, Mulan?" She rolled her eyes.

"Ping said,' Shang, you have to try the dumpling. Mulan makes the best dumpling.'"

"Really, I didn't hear him say that." I put in. She laughed.

"Ping is my twin so I know what he is thinking most of the time." Wow, those must have a strong connection.

"Also, did she mention that it gets very annoying. Those two are troublemakers when you put them together." Fa Li told me. Mulan and Ping nodded.

"Ping, can you name someone that we didn't trick as a child?" Ping shook his head.

"So, wait. You and Mulan tricked everyone in the village at least once as a child?" That would have pretty cool. I bet they were very interesting as kids.

"The village came up with a name for us, it was 'confundo'. I don't know what language it is but it mean to bring disorder." I laughed at Ping. Wow, they were such troublemakers that they even got a name.

"So you two were the troublesome twin?" I asked Ping. He nodded.

I looked at Mulan. Her eyes seemed to just suck me in, threatening not let me out. She stared back at me. Then Ping kick my leg under the table. I put my head down and went back to eating my dumpling.

"So, dear brother, I hear that you have a meeting with the Matchmaker tomorrow. Good luck."

"Why?"

"Just remember all Baba's lessons and you'll do fine. I have to put away the drums. May I be excused?" Fa Zhou nodded and Mulan stood up taking her plate to the kitchen then walked upstairs to change. Then Mulan came walking downstairs, wearing a shirt and trousers so she could move the drums easier and walked outside without sparing a look at the table. If she had cut and tied up her hair the way Ping did, they would look like identical twins.

"Ping, Shang, why don't both you go help Mulan move all of those drums?" We both nodded and stood up.

"Ping! I have to talk to you! Go ahead Shang and go help Mulan!" Grandmother Fa yelled. I looked at Ping. He shrugged. Then I started walking toward the back where Mulan was putting the drums.

I walked to the back. There in the moonlight stood Mulan trying to move the drum.

"You need help?" I yelled out as I walked over her. She frozed when she heard then she turned toward me.

"As much as I would love to say, I don't need your help, I really do because I cannot lift these drums by myself." I chuckled.

"I'm willing to help."

"Thanks, Shang."

"No problem. Here grab the top part, I'll grab the base. The base is where the heavy part is." We lifted it together. "Okay, can you lead us to where to put these at?"

"Okay, this way, Shang." We put away the first drum in the shed.

"You know what? We make a good team." I joked with her. She started laughing.

"I have to agree with you." Then we picked up the second drum. Then we started joking around. I didn't have to try to joke around with her. It just came out. Like I just had to be myself around her.

We finished put away another drum when I grabbed her hand and spun her around. Then we started dancing. There was a boulder that I didn't see. We both fell over. I landed on the ground with Mulan ontop of me. I started chuckling then started laughing out loudly. Mulan joined my laughter. I got up and held out my hand to help her up. She took my hand. I felt like a lightning bolt go through our hands. Once Mulan was up, we stared into each other into the eyes. Slowly we leaned forward each other. Right before our lips could meet, we heard a throat clear from behind. us. We jumped away from each other.

"So, what did Grandma want to talk about?" Mulan asked.

"Oh, she just wanted to talk to me about the matchmaker and all." Ping looked at me.

"Oh. So you and Shang are going to the matchmaker tomorrow, right?" Mulan asked. Damnit! I forgot already that we were going to the matchmaker tomorrow.

"Yeah."

"I can't wait till you get a bride. I will tell her all of your tickle spot and embassaring moments." She started laughing.

"Just wait till you get a husband and I will do the same." I wish I could be... ugh what am I thinking.

"Well, you are going to have to wait for awhile on that one." Ping shook his head.

"You never know. You'll probably be engaged by tomorrow."

"Ha. Funny brother."

"You won't to bet on it?" I felt my eyes widen. Is Ping betting with his sister? All the girls at home usually just roll their eyes when a man tries to make a bet with them.

"Yes. I get your dumpling if it doesn't happen tomorrow."

"I get to take your dumpling if it does sis."

"Deal?" They both shook hands.

"Deal." Now, I understand why Ping was kind of a softy.

AN: Sorry for not updating. So far with school I am surviving. I have finished 28 assignment this week. Yupee! Also I just put in Shang's view just to get caught up with what he thinks. Tell me if I should put Shang's view when he finds out that he is betrothed to Mulan. REVIEW!