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Chapter 01
0 reviewsKotaro has completed as much of his mission as he can and is now bored out of his mind as he waits for something to happen. He decides to take a chance and seek out Jubei to ask him if he'd like t...
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Pairing: Magoichi/Kotaro
Source: Onimusha 2: Samurai's Destiny
Feedback: Yes please! Onimusha yaoi fans unite! Feel free to contact me!
Archiving: First and foremost etchedindigital LJ and the Onimusha_yaoi LJ comm. Anywhere else, please ask first.
Warnings: Slashfic (Slash-fik) n. A fictitious story which contains sexual relations between two or more men.
Disclaimer: The characters found here do not belong to me. The story itself does belong to me.
Notes: This has been brought about by the utter lack of Onimusha yaoi out there and the fact that I can't get Magoichi out of my mind.
Kotaro's POV
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Enemy of my Enemy - Chapter 01
I was bored. That was probably what had started it all. My mission in Imasho was to gather information on the position of Nobunaga's troops and ultimately what those demons were planning. Missions like that are no challenge for a ninja like me and after a short time I had gathered all the information I could and was growing bored as I waited for my next opportunity. The time to attack Nobunaga, the leader of the Oda clan, was too far off for me to worry about, so I spent most of my time at the town bar, just lazing about in front of the fire on the upper level. Some days I had fun starting trouble with a group of local thugs, showing them up at their own game and returning their stolen property to the rightful owners. There were many interesting characters gathering in town as well and I spied on each of them to find out exactly why they were there. The reason for any of them to be there didn't really matter, I suppose, but I was just so bored! I knew that a samurai named Jubei Yagyu would show up eventually and I spied, in part, to keep an eye out for him. I had watched him walking amongst the ruins of his village after Nobunaga's demon troops had decimated it and something told me that his mission would be the same as mine; to destroy Nobunaga before he gained any more power. I was sure that I could form some sort of alliance with him when he arrived in Imasho, the waiting was what was making me impatient. I busied myself watching a monk named Ekei who seemed to like liquor and women a bit too much. From what I could gather he was pretty shady and his ambitions dictated whom he served. For all I knew he was there to offer his services to Nobunaga for a position of power. I kept a close eye on him for a while until my attention was drawn by another warrior who appeared in town. There was something very striking about him and I forgot all about Ekei as I secretly watched this newcomer. Finding out that this man was the captain of the Saiga gun team was easy enough, but as for knowing his reason for being there... well, it seemed that he was on some sort of scouting mission too. This man, Magoichi Saiga, wasn't nearly as skilled as me at keeping out of sight, but he could cover his tracks well enough to keep me in the dark. He was a very frustrating man but that only increased my interest in him. What reason could he have to be in Imasho if not for Nobunaga? This man would either be an ally to me or an enemy and I intended to discover what it would be, even if it took a week of constant spying.
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It wasn't until several days later that Jubei arrived in town and nearly all of my time had been spent watching Magoichi drink sake and visit the shadier areas of Imasho. I still wasn't sure about the gunman and was entertaining the idea of just walking up to him and asking what he was doing there. I had just alleviated several pickpockets of their prize and was resting on the upper level of the bar when the Yagyu samurai found me. Well, actually the pickpockets found me first and I was having a bit of fun with them. I would have taken care of them myself but Jubei stepped in and took them all out with blinding speed before I could do anything. Sure, I was impressed, but I didn't want to give him the impression that I couldn't have handled it myself. I thanked him and would have proposed an alliance between us right then and there but he had begun to lecture me on how to behave while on a scouting mission and I changed my mind. I knew what I was doing! I mean, I knew I probably shouldn't have been brawling out in the open, but it's not like Nobunaga would see me taking care of a few petty thieves! Either way, he had no place telling me how to spy on Nobunaga, even if he did have more experience than me and was probably right. I held my tongue and headed back up to my spot above the bar, angrily pulling out a kunai as I sat down and began sharpening it by the fire. I'd barely begun when I heard his heavy footsteps on the stairs. He probably didn't understand how his words had struck me and I hid my irritation from him. I took my responsibilities as the chief of the Fuma clan very seriously, but I knew enough not to compromise my mission. I was just so bored and had only wanted to have a little fun. I didn't need him telling me how to behave.
I think I hid my anger quite well when he approached me to talk again. I continued sharpening my kunai while I half-listened to him talk about something or other. It was out of spite, I suppose, that I ignored him, but even my thoughts of indignation vanished from my mind when he handed me a globe. My hand closed around its cool exterior, feeling the ridges carved into the wooden sphere that defined the oceans surrounding the oddly shaped masses of land. I took in its beautifully painted surface, elevated and coloured to stand out against one another and my mind wondered at the vastness of the world that this tiny globe represented. I'd never seen anything like it in my life and I fumbled in my pack to find something that Jubei might like in return. A special healing pack met my hand and I pulled it out, quickly thrusting it into his hands and hoping he would find it as useful as I found my globe interesting.
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He came to visit me often after that. Mainly to trade but sometimes he inquired into anything that I'd heard around town. Mainly what I knew was about Magoichi, who I'd decided to spy on whenever I got the chance. It might have been a bit extreme, but my skills are so good that he wouldn't know if I was following him or not. I didn't tell Jubei anything about Magoichi, however, since I barely had any information on the mysterious gunman to begin with. It didn't seem to matter to Jubei either way, since he was content trading with me and I began to wonder where he was finding so many neat, foreign things that he was happy to give away for healing potions and herbs. Could there be other places in town where I could find things to suit my curiosity? He'd traded me a book of fairytales that I had, at first, thought to be nothing but a boring book. Of course, when I again found myself at a loose end I flipped through it and discovered several stories that I remembered from childhood. It really was very interesting and I read it several times through before I found the stories to be too repetitive. I'd seen that Jubei had several other books in his pack and wondered if they would be as interesting at the fairytale book had been. I needed something that would engage my mind for longer than the world globe ever could. I mean, things like that still interested me, but reality was becoming too much of a pain and I was happy to have something to distract me. Besides, I suspected that Magoichi was aware of how closely I had been following him and it would be good to lay low for a while anyways. I'm a good ninja, but my instincts told me to back off, so perhaps reading by myself would be a good thing after all.
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I quietly crept down the stairs into the lower bar area, my eyes darting around quickly to see if Jubei was in. I spotted him over at a table talking to Magoichi and my ninja skills automatically kicked in as I ducked out of sight to watch them. I was happy to have something to do, even if it was something as frivolous as spying on an ally. I paid close attention to Magoichi, trying to glean any more information on the man just by watching his body language. It was obvious that he was sharp as well as strong and he could easily take care of himself in a fight, even if he did prefer to use those big, bulky guns instead of bladed weapons. He would be a tough opponent to beat, if it came to that, but I knew I could defeat him in the end, my skills being top among the Fuma clan.
He leaned back in his chair as he talked to Jubei, as cool and casual as ever, my eyes watching his hand absently move down to caress the polished wood of his gun. Their conversation seemed pleasant enough although I couldn't hear everything they were saying, but it was apparent that they were trading as well. I watched as the swordsman handed over a book to the taller man and they exchanged some words before Jubei turned and left. I briefly thought of asking the gunman if he'd like to trade his newly acquired book, but thought better of it. Jubei would be the key to alleviating my boredom and I walked down to the bar as casually as possible. I knew that nobody would really notice me, but after Jubei's warning to me about not showing off I decided to follow his advice and be as inconspicuous as only I knew how. I walked past the table that Magoichi Saiga sat at, watching him out of the corner of my eye. He was drinking his sake again, his dark eyes darting around the bar to take in as much as they could in a glance before turning back to his drink. His style of collecting information in such an obvious manner almost made me laugh. There was no way he'd survive training in Fuma village under the teacher that I'd had. I probably should have thought it was odd that he didn't look at me at all as I walked past him, but my thoughts were occupied with finding Jubei and I didn't even bother turning to confront Magoichi when I felt his eyes burning into my back as I walked outside.
By the time I reached the street, I'd lost sight of the sword master and I began the long trek up to the gold mines where I knew I could probably find him. I passed one of Imasho's many whores and shuddered when I felt her hand on my shoulder. "Looking for a good time?" her sultry voice drifted over my ears, making me want to run.
Her thick perfume overpowered my senses when I turned towards her, not bothering to hide my distaste for her, "Yeah, but not with you." I really had no use for women and was only further repulsed by them when they took to selling themselves for a bit of money.
She recovered from my rejection quickly enough, a sneer twisting her otherwise fair features, "What's the matter? You don't like women?" Her shrill voice carried through the street as she laughed at me, drawing the looks of several people passing by. I didn't care. Not really. I didn't really like women anyways. I'd learned the hard way that they were traitorous and couldn't be trusted; my mother, having decided that I was too much of a bother to take care of, had quickly abandoned me when I was a baby. The one woman in my life that I should have been able to trust had let me down at the first opportunity. I grit my teeth at the thought and glared at another woman who was walking up and down the street, looking for customers willing to pay what little fee she asked. They all disgusted me and I would never have anything to do with any of them. I backed up from the woman who had touched me and continued on my way to the gold mines, praying that Jubei would have something to get the memory of her out of my mind.
~End chapter one~
Source: Onimusha 2: Samurai's Destiny
Feedback: Yes please! Onimusha yaoi fans unite! Feel free to contact me!
Archiving: First and foremost etchedindigital LJ and the Onimusha_yaoi LJ comm. Anywhere else, please ask first.
Warnings: Slashfic (Slash-fik) n. A fictitious story which contains sexual relations between two or more men.
Disclaimer: The characters found here do not belong to me. The story itself does belong to me.
Notes: This has been brought about by the utter lack of Onimusha yaoi out there and the fact that I can't get Magoichi out of my mind.
Kotaro's POV
+++++++++++++++++++++
Enemy of my Enemy - Chapter 01
I was bored. That was probably what had started it all. My mission in Imasho was to gather information on the position of Nobunaga's troops and ultimately what those demons were planning. Missions like that are no challenge for a ninja like me and after a short time I had gathered all the information I could and was growing bored as I waited for my next opportunity. The time to attack Nobunaga, the leader of the Oda clan, was too far off for me to worry about, so I spent most of my time at the town bar, just lazing about in front of the fire on the upper level. Some days I had fun starting trouble with a group of local thugs, showing them up at their own game and returning their stolen property to the rightful owners. There were many interesting characters gathering in town as well and I spied on each of them to find out exactly why they were there. The reason for any of them to be there didn't really matter, I suppose, but I was just so bored! I knew that a samurai named Jubei Yagyu would show up eventually and I spied, in part, to keep an eye out for him. I had watched him walking amongst the ruins of his village after Nobunaga's demon troops had decimated it and something told me that his mission would be the same as mine; to destroy Nobunaga before he gained any more power. I was sure that I could form some sort of alliance with him when he arrived in Imasho, the waiting was what was making me impatient. I busied myself watching a monk named Ekei who seemed to like liquor and women a bit too much. From what I could gather he was pretty shady and his ambitions dictated whom he served. For all I knew he was there to offer his services to Nobunaga for a position of power. I kept a close eye on him for a while until my attention was drawn by another warrior who appeared in town. There was something very striking about him and I forgot all about Ekei as I secretly watched this newcomer. Finding out that this man was the captain of the Saiga gun team was easy enough, but as for knowing his reason for being there... well, it seemed that he was on some sort of scouting mission too. This man, Magoichi Saiga, wasn't nearly as skilled as me at keeping out of sight, but he could cover his tracks well enough to keep me in the dark. He was a very frustrating man but that only increased my interest in him. What reason could he have to be in Imasho if not for Nobunaga? This man would either be an ally to me or an enemy and I intended to discover what it would be, even if it took a week of constant spying.
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It wasn't until several days later that Jubei arrived in town and nearly all of my time had been spent watching Magoichi drink sake and visit the shadier areas of Imasho. I still wasn't sure about the gunman and was entertaining the idea of just walking up to him and asking what he was doing there. I had just alleviated several pickpockets of their prize and was resting on the upper level of the bar when the Yagyu samurai found me. Well, actually the pickpockets found me first and I was having a bit of fun with them. I would have taken care of them myself but Jubei stepped in and took them all out with blinding speed before I could do anything. Sure, I was impressed, but I didn't want to give him the impression that I couldn't have handled it myself. I thanked him and would have proposed an alliance between us right then and there but he had begun to lecture me on how to behave while on a scouting mission and I changed my mind. I knew what I was doing! I mean, I knew I probably shouldn't have been brawling out in the open, but it's not like Nobunaga would see me taking care of a few petty thieves! Either way, he had no place telling me how to spy on Nobunaga, even if he did have more experience than me and was probably right. I held my tongue and headed back up to my spot above the bar, angrily pulling out a kunai as I sat down and began sharpening it by the fire. I'd barely begun when I heard his heavy footsteps on the stairs. He probably didn't understand how his words had struck me and I hid my irritation from him. I took my responsibilities as the chief of the Fuma clan very seriously, but I knew enough not to compromise my mission. I was just so bored and had only wanted to have a little fun. I didn't need him telling me how to behave.
I think I hid my anger quite well when he approached me to talk again. I continued sharpening my kunai while I half-listened to him talk about something or other. It was out of spite, I suppose, that I ignored him, but even my thoughts of indignation vanished from my mind when he handed me a globe. My hand closed around its cool exterior, feeling the ridges carved into the wooden sphere that defined the oceans surrounding the oddly shaped masses of land. I took in its beautifully painted surface, elevated and coloured to stand out against one another and my mind wondered at the vastness of the world that this tiny globe represented. I'd never seen anything like it in my life and I fumbled in my pack to find something that Jubei might like in return. A special healing pack met my hand and I pulled it out, quickly thrusting it into his hands and hoping he would find it as useful as I found my globe interesting.
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He came to visit me often after that. Mainly to trade but sometimes he inquired into anything that I'd heard around town. Mainly what I knew was about Magoichi, who I'd decided to spy on whenever I got the chance. It might have been a bit extreme, but my skills are so good that he wouldn't know if I was following him or not. I didn't tell Jubei anything about Magoichi, however, since I barely had any information on the mysterious gunman to begin with. It didn't seem to matter to Jubei either way, since he was content trading with me and I began to wonder where he was finding so many neat, foreign things that he was happy to give away for healing potions and herbs. Could there be other places in town where I could find things to suit my curiosity? He'd traded me a book of fairytales that I had, at first, thought to be nothing but a boring book. Of course, when I again found myself at a loose end I flipped through it and discovered several stories that I remembered from childhood. It really was very interesting and I read it several times through before I found the stories to be too repetitive. I'd seen that Jubei had several other books in his pack and wondered if they would be as interesting at the fairytale book had been. I needed something that would engage my mind for longer than the world globe ever could. I mean, things like that still interested me, but reality was becoming too much of a pain and I was happy to have something to distract me. Besides, I suspected that Magoichi was aware of how closely I had been following him and it would be good to lay low for a while anyways. I'm a good ninja, but my instincts told me to back off, so perhaps reading by myself would be a good thing after all.
+++
I quietly crept down the stairs into the lower bar area, my eyes darting around quickly to see if Jubei was in. I spotted him over at a table talking to Magoichi and my ninja skills automatically kicked in as I ducked out of sight to watch them. I was happy to have something to do, even if it was something as frivolous as spying on an ally. I paid close attention to Magoichi, trying to glean any more information on the man just by watching his body language. It was obvious that he was sharp as well as strong and he could easily take care of himself in a fight, even if he did prefer to use those big, bulky guns instead of bladed weapons. He would be a tough opponent to beat, if it came to that, but I knew I could defeat him in the end, my skills being top among the Fuma clan.
He leaned back in his chair as he talked to Jubei, as cool and casual as ever, my eyes watching his hand absently move down to caress the polished wood of his gun. Their conversation seemed pleasant enough although I couldn't hear everything they were saying, but it was apparent that they were trading as well. I watched as the swordsman handed over a book to the taller man and they exchanged some words before Jubei turned and left. I briefly thought of asking the gunman if he'd like to trade his newly acquired book, but thought better of it. Jubei would be the key to alleviating my boredom and I walked down to the bar as casually as possible. I knew that nobody would really notice me, but after Jubei's warning to me about not showing off I decided to follow his advice and be as inconspicuous as only I knew how. I walked past the table that Magoichi Saiga sat at, watching him out of the corner of my eye. He was drinking his sake again, his dark eyes darting around the bar to take in as much as they could in a glance before turning back to his drink. His style of collecting information in such an obvious manner almost made me laugh. There was no way he'd survive training in Fuma village under the teacher that I'd had. I probably should have thought it was odd that he didn't look at me at all as I walked past him, but my thoughts were occupied with finding Jubei and I didn't even bother turning to confront Magoichi when I felt his eyes burning into my back as I walked outside.
By the time I reached the street, I'd lost sight of the sword master and I began the long trek up to the gold mines where I knew I could probably find him. I passed one of Imasho's many whores and shuddered when I felt her hand on my shoulder. "Looking for a good time?" her sultry voice drifted over my ears, making me want to run.
Her thick perfume overpowered my senses when I turned towards her, not bothering to hide my distaste for her, "Yeah, but not with you." I really had no use for women and was only further repulsed by them when they took to selling themselves for a bit of money.
She recovered from my rejection quickly enough, a sneer twisting her otherwise fair features, "What's the matter? You don't like women?" Her shrill voice carried through the street as she laughed at me, drawing the looks of several people passing by. I didn't care. Not really. I didn't really like women anyways. I'd learned the hard way that they were traitorous and couldn't be trusted; my mother, having decided that I was too much of a bother to take care of, had quickly abandoned me when I was a baby. The one woman in my life that I should have been able to trust had let me down at the first opportunity. I grit my teeth at the thought and glared at another woman who was walking up and down the street, looking for customers willing to pay what little fee she asked. They all disgusted me and I would never have anything to do with any of them. I backed up from the woman who had touched me and continued on my way to the gold mines, praying that Jubei would have something to get the memory of her out of my mind.
~End chapter one~
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