Thanks for the review Chichita and smiley face! I'm glad you found Mori being a diva fun.
Sorry to disappoint but - there will be no Mori in this chapter. You'll definitely see him next chapter though! Also - it seems I was referring to Hideyoshi as 'Lord Hideyoshi'... I'm going to switch to 'Hideyoshi-sama' instead and hopefully I remember to stick to it. Also... I don't feel that this chapter is as entertaining as the other two (sadly). I like how it went but it's not very funny. :{
Do you guys think a gakuen setting would be fun to read about too? I'm considering writing incidents in a modern setting but I''m not too sure if anyone would like it like that.
Anyways - this chapter, we get to see the big bad Dokuganryu and Mitsunari! Also... it's a bit long. Hope that's okay.
PLEASE READ: This scene is based on the movie The Last Party, not Samurai Heroes.
Sorry for anything OOC and my strange 'humor' (if you can call it humor that is).
Enjoy~!
*reference to incident one
Incident Three
Upon hearing about the lone intruder in the region, a particular reckless lord sets off on his own, leaving his army and retainer in a huge panic.
"Hittou!" Scream his loyal men, searching the whole village for him. As expected, he is nowhere to be found. Where in the world did he go? Only the man himself would know. "Hittouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu !"
Ignoring the state the whole village was in (mainly the soldiers who were screaming), Kojurou sighs with displeasure of his lord's unannounced decisions while considering all the places he may have gone to. How did he manage to get out of his sight? Where could he have gone...
"Look in the garden for Hittou! Did you check over there?"
"He wasn't over there!"
"Did you check under the pots?"
"You dolt! Why would Hittou be under a pot?"
"Huh - good question."
"Ugh. Seriously... are you still half asleep? Never mind - let's check the hot springs!"
Perhaps to Kai to fight his rival? Though... that would be improbable since he they had a duel a few days ago... much to his and Sarutobi's dismay. Those two fight each other so often and with so much fervor that they'd forget they had other things to do. He was okay with it, really, he was (or so he told himself), but he can't help but worry that they'll end up killing each other in their spars that weren't really spars. Masamune-sama was most likely satisfied (hopefully) with the other duel and wouldn't have the need to fight the red tiger cub again... yet. So he crossed that off his list of places...
"HITTOU! WHERE ARE YOU HITTOU? HITTOU!"
"Did he go off to fight Sanada again?"
"I thought they just fought the other day!"
"Well... you never know right?"
"Guys - get moving! While you're dawdling, Hittou could be in grave danger!"
"Hittou's in danger? WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY SO? YA LITTLE BASTARRRRRRD - GET MOVING! GO GO GO!"
"Wha- Why the hell are you getting mad at me? I was only-"
"HITTOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!"
Was he off practicing his kata? Though, he would've been in the back garden where he usually practices... and everyone would've found him already. That idea was no good.
"HITTOU! Hittouuuuuuuu - where are you? Hittou!"
"Hey you! Did you check by the sakura tree at the other side of the village? Maybe he's drinking sake!"
"HITTOU!"
Sighing, the dragon's right eye quickly gains the attention of the men. Their way of searching was unorganized. With the way they were searching for him, they may have skipped over an area they didn't search while re-searching an area they already searched!
"K-Katakura-sama? Hittou- he-"
"I know."
"What are we going to do?"
"First, gather the men. We need to check the nearby regions. Find anyone who has seen him sometime today."
"Yes sir!"
As the soldiers ran off to do what they were told, Kojurou readied his horse. The blue samurai rarely went off on his own - let alone without his right eye. Going off on his own... he was placing his life in danger. They never know if an enemy troop is waiting for any sign of vulnerability. He, Katakuro Kojurou, swore he would guard his lord's back.
A messenger comes and whispers the 'news' to Kojurou. The dragon's Right Eye curtly nods, expression stern and, to the gathered men, sends out his command, "Follow me!"
He wasn't going to let anyone harm Masamune-sama.
- Not too far from Oshu -
The gentle clops of hooves on the grass come to a stop. A really 'wanted' man sits silently on his steed, arms crossed and a small smirk pasted on his countenance.
"Well well well... seems like it's true that someone is throwing one hell of a party here."
Down below the edge of the cliff near the trees that tower overhead, he sees a single man step out, silver hair and coal armor with pieces of purple. Said man holds his sheathed sword in his left hand while he stares down the men of Yoshiaki's forces.
With a grin, he set off to get closer.
No one was going to leave this dragon uninvited!
- Below the cliff where Yoshiaki's troops are stationed -
"Hello there sir~! You must be Mitsunari-kun ne?" A skinny man says, hinted with a conceited tone. "Did you come here to see the great Mogami Yoshiaki? Oh - how you flatter me!"
"Shut up. You're annoying."
Ignoring the dismay and irritating garbles the other said, he felt disgusted looking at the man. He assumed he depended heavily on his troops to protect him, based on the way they all began surrounding dark clad swordsman.
This wasn't the man he was looking for! It was not he who fought Hideyoshi-sama! Softly growling, he steps forward, eyes darting for any sign of his enemy.
"Perhaps you came here to have a tea party with me? The tea is really wonderful!" The mustache man blabbers, raising his tea cup in the air, marveling at its 'wonders'. He giggles a bit before taking another sip.
"Oh, I know! You came to be apprenticed under me right?"
"No."
"Oh, you~! Don't be shy, Mi-tsu-na-ri-kun~! Lord Yoshiaki would be happy to have you as an apprentice."
"Hell no."
"Hee hee, I know you want to."
"Go die in a hole."
Mitsunari is densely surrounded by Mogami forces, but it doesn't faze him at all. Of course not.
A waste of time. He asked Yoshitsugu where he'd find that man but NO - HE WASN'T HERE! He didn't like questioning his advisor's ability but there were times that the bandaged man said things in circles, ending with Mitsunari being mad and nothing solved. That pissed him off even more.
He wasted his time searching for that person to avenge Hideyoshi-sama only to find this annoying thing? This mustached man must've stationed himself here just to piss off the silver haired man. He was here to mock his desire to revenge his lord. Why else was he here and not at his own castle? Unless... he was mocking HIS Hideyoshi-sama! HOW DARE HE! A IMPUDENT, INSUFFERABLE INSULT TO HIS LORD! He will NOT forgive such a sin!
Now obviously mad (from his internal rant), he decides to let off some steam.
Oh - great.
Mogami Yoshiaki.
Stupid, impudent little bastard will pay for his arrogance and disrespect to Hideyoshi-sama! He's going to wring his neck and use his bones to make a memorial for his lord. Oh, he's going to...
Poor poor Yoshiaki. He really should've stayed home today. He really should've but decided that today was a perfect day for tea outdoors. Not that it mattered that a man notorious of getting quickly pissed at others was on his way towards Yoshiaki's forces, or that his troops were greatly sweating from standing in the sun and most likely exhausted from travel. Nope. Everything was PERFECT. Too too perfect!
It was only a second. Mitsunari closed the distance between them and sliced upwards, aiming to kill the snot but stopped as a voice interrupts.
"Hey purple one! He's not the one you're looking for, you see?"
"!" He felt his his snap upwards, eyes meeting the eyes of that man who harmed Hideyoshi-sama, ignoring the lump on the floor that was Yoshiaki, who was pretending to be sleeping. "You-!"
Oh - he was going to mince that little bastard into a million pieces. That irritating smirk he wears - HOW DARE HE! How he wishes to make him suffer for his misdeed, his sin in harming him. Unforgivable!
"What's this? Cat got your tongue?"
Snap.
"You- I WILL KILL YOUUUUUUUUUU!"
The swordsman steps on top of Yoshiaki, kicking into his face and shooting up the cliff to meet with Hideyoshi-sama's murderer. Poor poor step stool.
"GWAAAA!"
"Number one of Oshu, Date Masamune - charging in!"
The two swordsmen instantly clash - swiping at each other with evident motives for killing the other, one much more obvious than the other.
"Marvelous!" The one-eyed dragon says, looking quite pleased with the challenge of fighting the other male.
The silver haired man hisses his discontent of the others pleasure, thus swinging his odachi to slice the blue clad warrior up.
Block. Block. Block.
Why weren't any of his hits not working? This man... he cannot lose against him! No - he WILL NOT LOSE to him - he refuses to!
Clang. Clang. Clang.
Mitsunari is shoved backwards into a rock wall, leaving his imprint on it from the brute force.
Was he... was he losing? To that arrogant cur?
No! He cannot lose!
Not before he avenges his lord!
SLASH. SLASH. SLASH.
He dashes in and aims to slash the man's torso and- is blocked. Again.
"Heh - you're pretty good, purple. Almost as good as that monkey I fought at Odawara."
"You- HOW DARE YOU CALL HIM THAT! I WILL NOT FORGIVE YOU!"
"Heh - aren't you cool? Let's dance!"
From a distance, one would see blurs of blue and purple clash and sparks fly. Not that anyone would want to be closed enough to see it. Or that it would be fun to see them trying to hack each other up
Saying that Mitsunari was mad is an understatement. One would be able tell it's an understatement by the horrifying expression he wore and his body language that could speak a lot about what he was feeling. One would also note how that expression seemed like a cross between a pout and something like 'baring fangs'. Fabulous Mitsunari.
Mitsunai was pissed and somewhat felt like dicing up those Ieyasu figurines Yoshitsugu made for him.* Why was it always when he wanted to cut them up that he was off at battle or transferred to another location? Yoshitsugu should KNOW when he needs them. He probably should remind the bandaged man to keep at least 5 in their inventory. On another note, he really needed to vent his self-produce anger. He needed to see something get cut up. NOW.
The silver haired swordsman swings his sword but is blocked by an unfamiliar character. Who DARED to interfere with his revenge?
"Masamune-sama!"
"Kojurou? What are you doing here?"
"I'm sure you already know."
"YOU- GET OUT OF MY WAY!"
Mitsunari was ignored.
Mitsunari doesn't like being ignored.
Mitsunari is SUPER pissed.
Mitsunari wants to make sashimi out of the two samurai in front of him.
Mitsunari likes that idea.
"Please pardon me Masamune-sama..." Kojurou quickly disarms his lord (somehow) and tosses him over his shoulder (somehow). A string of curses could be heard as the other man struggles, but to no avail. Why? Because the retainer came prepared with some handy dandy rope and belts to strap the stubborn leader to his shoulder to keep him from getting away.
"Kojurou! Put me down!"
"I'm sorry Masamune-sama but we need to retreat. This situation is not good for either party."
"Tch."
"I WILL NOT LET YOU GET AWAY!"
"..."
With that, Kojurou remounts his horse while carrying Masamune (like a boss). They leave with Mitsunari trying to cut them up. Even though he was fast, he obviously couldn't be faster than a horse.
"I WILL NOT FORGIVE YOUUUUUUUUUU!"
Silence.
He really needed to cut something up.
In his peripheral vision, he sees movement and turns to see what it is.
Mogami Yoshiaki.
Hello sashimi.
- Incident Three END -