#mitsuhide fanfic

[otomefoxystar]

Finding the Light - Chapter 10

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku

Pairing: Mitsuhide X OC ( Evelyn)

Genre: Fluff

TW : None in this chapter

The sun filtered in, and Mitsuhide blinked, opening his eyes to a fresh new day. His head was pounding, and he lifted his hand to rub his head. When he saw Evelyn next to him in bed, with her bare back exposed. He had forgotten what they had done, and seeing her bare skin reminded him. Had he really done it for her? Or did he make an excuse? He was starting to second-guess himself. She turned in her sleep, and Mitsuhide noticed the bite mark on her neck. He blushed, feeling ashamed for losing himself in her. He moved her hair to the side and started tracing her collarbones.

Evelyn opened her eyes slightly, seeing Mitsuhide next to her. He smiled, “Good morning, little mouse.” When her vision adjusted, she saw his bare chest and realized she was naked.  Everything suddenly came back to her. “Morning,” She said, feeling embarrassed.  “How are you feeling?” Mitsuhide asked, “Fine,” he cocked an eyebrow looking at her in surprise. “Really? You drank a lot, “she laughed,  “Yeah, I’m fine.”  She looked over at him. “You don’t look like you feel well. Does my poor, big, bad warlord have a hangover?” She giggled. It was music to his ears, even at his expense.   He pushed her away. “Leave me alone.”  She laughed again. Then looked at her solemnly, and the air in the room shifted. “Aside from the alcohol, how are you? I didn’t hurt you?”  She blushed at the thought of their actions the night before but shook her head and sat up, holding the blanket over her chest.

She ran her fingers through his soft hair. “No, you were very gentle. Thank you, Mitsuhide, for always caring for me.”  His eyes met hers, and he took her hand, kissing the top. “Of course, little mouse. I will always be here when you need me.” She smiled awkwardly. Evelyn got up, taking the throw blanket from the bed, leaving Mitsuhide covered with just the bedspread. He snickered at her modesty. She looked for the house robe she had in his room. When she found it, she slipped it on and walked towards the door. “where are you going?” She smiled. “Stay here, I’ll be right back.” She seemed to be in a good mood as she scurried off. 

About twenty minutes later, she brought some tea and motioned for him to sit up. “Drink this. Ieyasu showed me, It helps with hangovers.” He sat up, blowing on the tea before taking a sip. “You and Ieyasu seem close. You should pursue him.” She laughed, “I don’t think so. He’s just a close friend. I told you I’m not interested in love or relationships.” He sighed. “You will be when you’re ready.” She looked down. “Not likely.”  he set the tea down. And she pushed him down. “Go back to sleep, mister.”  He gave her a stern look.

“I have work to do, and we need to eat.” She gave him an irritated look. “Mitsuhide work can wait until you’re feeling better. “He glared at her. “Ev-“She put her finger over his lips to silence him. “Let me take care of you for once. You’ve taken care of me all this time.” He laughed, “If this is how you’re going to be after sex, maybe we’ll do it every night.” She hit him on the shoulder. “That was a one time thing, that’s not happening again.” He sighed, “I appreciate you trying to be helpful, but I’m taking care of you, which entails getting you to eat.” She bounced up. “I’ll get breakfast; we’ll eat it here.” 

 A little while later, she entered the room and set down the food at the table they were drinking at last night. She began clearing the mess from the table so they could eat.  He started getting up, and she noticed his shoulders and the nail-shaped scabs. He looked at her face. “What is it?” She blushed and he was confused, “You’re shoulders.” He went over to the mirror, still naked. She watched his muscles flex as he walked. He saw the scabs. She turned red and adverted her eyes, so she wasn’t oogling him. “Don’t feel bad; there’s a bite mark on your neck.”  She dashed over to the mirror and moved her hair. “Mitsuhide! Why, in such an obvious place, at least you can cover yours up, and even if you couldn’t, you’re a man, no one would say anything.” 

He looked over at her. “It’s not that bad. Your hair covers it up.” He said as he moved her hair over her shoulders. He reached for his robe, slipping it on. “I’m glad you’re feeling better today. It’s nice to see you in a good mood.”  He walked over to where she had set the food down. She followed him sitting at the little round table. “Thank you for being patient and gentle with me last night.” Mitsuhide cupped her cheek. “you’re welcome.” She looked into his eyes. “You don’t get it. I think I would have lived my life without ever having sex again if it weren’t for last night.” His thumb rubbed across her cheek. 

“I care about you, little mouse, and want to help you.” He looked at the food and felt a little frustrated. He had an assortment of foods, all nutritious and good for the body, and she had soup. “Evelyn.” She knew exactly what that tone of voice was and why he was saying her name like that. “I was able to eat soup yesterday; I thought it was a good place to start.” He sighed, “I suppose you’re right.”  While Mitsuhide ate he watched Evelyn which had become something of a habit. “If you’re going to only eat soup, we need to add more nutrients to it. Do you know how scared I was of breaking you last night?” She took a deep breath, “Okay,” He finished chewing, “Are you feeling alright? All you’re going to say is ‘okay’ you aren’t going to argue?”  She licked her lips. “I’m aware that I need to eat more. I know I’m too thin. I want to talk with my friends without seeing the worry on their faces. I’m going to try harder.” He put his hand on top of hers. “That’s good to hear.” 

She guided him back to bed as soon as they were done eating. “Go back to bed to get rid of that hangover. Then you can work.” She closed the drapes so that just a tiny amount of light filtered in so she could work on her sewing. Mitsuhide fell into a deep sleep as she sewed quietly. 

 A couple of hours later, Mitsuhide opened his eyes to see her cutting and measuring with a needle in her mouth. An involuntary smile crossed his lips as he watched her do her passion. How cute she looked with her hair done up in a clip. He saw the bite mark he had caused, and his heart felt light.

She looked over to Mitsuhide, catching him staring at her. “Mitsuhide, how long have you been awake?” 

“I just now woke up.” She put her things down. “Do you feel better?” He hummed, “Mmm..yes.” 

“I’m sorry I got you so drunk.”  She said, feeling guilty. He laughed, “I think you put some extra alcohol in there; I’m not known to be a lightweight.” She stood up to open the drapes, “I’m just glad you’re feeling better.”  He stood up. “I have work to do. Why don’t you go outside? This is the first time you’ve been up before midday.” She looked outside, “I probably could use a break, but I want a bath first” the edge of Mitsuhide’s lip turned up in a small smile. “Well, take a nice long bath, then go on a walk.”

As she entered the water in the bathing room she felt the tension in her body release in the hot water. She was still sore from last night, but she was sure that was normal after everything she went through. Images of her and Mitsuhide making love floated through her head. She dunked her head in the water to try to stop thinking about it. It was a one time occurrence. She didn’t want that kind of relationship with Mitsuhide. She had come to rely on him and didn’t want this to ruin everything. 

After her bath, she walked around a secluded part of the garden, sitting on a large decorative rock. She looked into the distance. As she felt the sun beating on her skin. Chimaki nuzzled her nose against Evelyn’s leg, and she looked down. “Chimaki, what have you been up to? It seems like ages since I’ve seen you.” She sighed as she picked up the white fox, “I suppose that’s my fault. I’m sorry I haven’t come to visit. I’ve been in my head too much. Chimaki licked Evelyn’s cheek, and she giggled. She got up and put Chimaki down. “I’m going to the field out there; you can come if you want.” Chimaki trotted next to Evelyn’s feet.

 Evelyn sat down against a large tree overlooking the expanse of the field with wildflowers spouted all around. Chimaki curled up in her lap, and Evelyn stroked her soft fur. She formed a rare smile then looked into the distance pensively. “I sometimes wonder if I should go home; what do you think, Chimaki? Should I stay here or leave? She looked down at the slumbering fox. “Yeah I don’t know either, all I know is it’s time to start healing and to move forward.” 

Mitsuhide had gotten so focused on his work that he didn’t realize how dark it had gotten. He hadn’t seen Evelyn for a while. He took a lantern with him as he went to look for her. Finally, he found her sitting against the tree with Chimaki. He sat next to her, setting the lantern down. “What are you doing?”  She didn’t look at him but simply stared into the distance and spoke softly. “The sky never looks like this where I’m from. It’s beautiful.”  He nodded, “It is, come it’s getting cold.” She blinked, taking herself out of her daze. She picked up Kimichi bringing her with her as they walked quietly to the manor.

Next Chapter

[ikeromantic]

Hello! Can i request for some Mitsuhide angst leading to fluff maybe?

It can be a misunderstanding leading to an argument or something qwq

Thankyou!

I love your fics btw! And happy new year!

Happy New Year to you as well, nonny! I hope you love this one too ^_^ Mostly fluff, a little light angst, approx 800 words.

Mitsuhide frowned. His little mouse was furious. She stood an armslength away, her back stiff, shoulders squared, brow creased and jaw tight. “You’re so cute when you’re angry.”

“I’m not angry.” Her fingers curled into a fist, clutching the fabric of her kimono. 

“Of course not. You just like making that face when you’re happy.” 

She glared at him. “I’m not happy either. Just . . . frustrated. I wish you wouldn’t lie to me.”

Mitsuhide sighed. He wasn’t lying. Not exactly. Just leaving something out. And for good reason. “I’m not lying, little one.”

“Right. And the moon is made of green cheese.” She looked like she wanted to stick her tongue out at him. Instead, she took a breath. “Fine. You’re not lying. I’m not angry. Nobody is anything. And I have stuff to do.” With that, she turned on her heel and stalked from his office. 

He watched her go, feeling an unexpected tightness in his chest. He did not want her to be angry with him. But there were times he couldn’t simply share everything he knew, and this was one. Masamune had extracted a promise, afterall. 

Two days and many cold glares later, the time had come for all to be revealed. It was a good thing too. Mitsuhide wasn’t sure he could handle another day of getting the cold shoulder. His little mouse was one snarky comment away from kicking him out of their shared futon. 

She saw him approach, but pretended to be too deeply focused on her embroidery to notice him. 

“Come with me,” he said when he was close, and held out a hand to help her up. Mitsuhide felt a flutter of relief when she accepted his hand. 

“Where are we going?” She eyed him with suspicion. Deserved, he thought. 

“Just for a little walk.” He smiled. 

She furrowed her brow. “I can tell you aren’t being honest but I’m not sure what the lie is. Where are we really going?”

Mitsuhide brushed a fingertip across her cheek. “Trust me?”

“I . . . I do.” She took a deep breath. “I know you wouldn’t let me get hurt. And you wouldn’t keep something from me unless you have to. So. Fine. Lead on.”

He wanted to kiss her, but he could tell she was still too annoyed with him to want the kiss. Or to allow herself to want it, anyway. That was alright. Delayed gratification made the prize all the sweeter. His golden gaze lingered for a moment on her lips in anticipation. 

She seemed to sense the gist of his thoughts, her cheeks heating. “Well. Come on. You said you wanted to take me for a walk.”

“My apologies, little one. I find myself sometimes lost in you.” He gave her a genuine smile, as rare as a shooting star. Mitsuhide led her through the mansion, a meandering walk. One that led them inevitably to the garden. 

“Fireball.” Nobunaga greeted her from where he sat, while Masamune rushed over to hug her. Hideyoshi, Ieyasu, Mitsunari, Ranmaru, and Keiji were there and they cheered her as she stepped out. 

“What is this? It isn’t my birthday . . .” She blinked at the gathered group and the tables piled high with her favorite treats. 

Masamune chuckled. “You really don’t know, lass?”

“Am I so easily forgotten?” Nobunaga gave a small frown. 

“No? But . . . I really don’t understand. Is it a festival day I forgot?” She turned to Mitsuhide, hoping for a hint.

He took pity on her. “Today is the anniversary of your arrival. You stumbled from the flaming temple with Nobunaga leaning on your shoulder, remember?” He playfully poked her forehead. 

She gaped for a moment, her entire face going hot. “I didn’t realize . . . oh - oh! This is the secret you’ve been keeping? Mitsuhide?!”

“It is.” He bent down and finally claimed the lips he’d been missing for days. A long, sweet, slow kiss. Impolite to the gathered company, perhaps, to flaunt his wealth in this way. But he’d been denied far too long to allow mere courtesy to stay his desire. 

“You are impossible,” she gasped when he finally let their kiss break for breath. She smacked his arm, then hugged him. 

Mitsuhide smiled his crescent moon grin. “I take it you are pleased then? And I am forgiven.”

“Yes,” she laughed. 

Masamune cleared his throat. “If you’re done with each other, how about you take a seat and try out my new dessert?”

Hideyoshi tsked. “Stop distracting her, Mitsuhide. You have to share her with us sometimes.” 

“Yeah, princess. Come take a seat so we can all eat,” Keiji shouted.

She did, sitting with Nobunaga to one side and Mitsuhide to the other. 

Ieyasu rolled his eyes. “This is so unnecessary.”

“But isn’t it nice,” Mitsunari exclaimed. 

“It’s very nice,” she interjected, squeezing Mitsuhide’s hand lightly. Her gaze, when she turned to him, was full of joy. Some secrets, he thought, were worth keeping. Especially when making up with his little mouse promised to be so much fun.

[writingwhimsey]

Hi! 🤗 Congratulations on 400 followers🎉. I choose suitor as a dad from the fluff prompt list. Can I have Mitsuhide, Arthur and Clavis please?. I hope you have fun with this but no pressure🩷

Thank you darling! I love this one and I hope you do too!

400 Follower Celebration

Fluff headcanon: Suitors as fathers

Suitors: ikesen Mitsuhide, ikevamp Arthur, and ikepri Clavis

Only warning, you may get cavities from how sweet this is.

Mitsuhide

He’d never given much thought to becoming a father. Bringing a little one into this war torn world, adding another person who could be at risk of being pulled into his darkness? It didn’t seem right to put a child through that. And yet once he met you…and then when you told him you were pregnant…he was scared, but oh so happy.

Once your little one arrived, Mitsuhide fell in love instantly. He vowed that he would make the world a safer place for the little one your love had created. He would always protect and cherish your child. As your child grew, he made sure that they never wanted for anything. Never saw the horrors and hardships he, himself, had experienced. 

Though he makes sure your child doesn’t have to experience the same things he had, he still teaches them all the necessary skills they will need to survive…much like he had done with you when you first arrived. He is gentle yet firm while teaching your child all the important skills they’ll need to survive…though he does his best to make sure they never have to actually use these skills.

Arthur

With as much as he had played around, Arthur hadn’t really pictured himself settled down with a family. But then when you came into his life…into his heart he couldn’t help but to want those things. After months of trying, you finally tell him the good news that you’re pregnant, Arthur is over the moon with joy.

He is loving and supportive and doting throughout your pregnancy. He is a major support during the delivery of your child. And as soon as he sees the little one you two made together…he is completely head over heels for this child. He is the most loving and devoted father.

He helps you with the late night feedings, diaper changes, all of it. He doesn’t want to miss a second of fatherhood with this child you two share. As the child grows, he takes to making up bedtime stories to tell them. One of their favorite past times. He is fully involved in your child’s life and loves being a father.

Clavis

From the moment you two marry, Clavis can’t help but to tease you about having a child. Telling you the kingdom of Lecloch needs an heir. Deep down though, he really wants to be a father. Not because of having an heir or such, but because he genuinely wants to have a child with the woman he loves. He wants a family with you. And when that finally happens…he is ready to shout from the rooftops. There may or may not be a week long celebration in his “kingdom” once you announce the news.

During your pregnancy, Clavis is at your beck and call. He is overjoyed when your strange cravings are for his inventive cooking. He happily cooks for you. He dotes on you and loves speaking to your belly. During your labor and delivery, he is by your side the entire time holding your hand…he may make a joke or two trying to lighten the mood of the room, but when you give him that stern look…he knows.

As your child grows, Clavis is loving and attentive. He makes sure to be present in your family life. He never wants you or the child you share to doubt his love for you. He is determined to be a much better father than the one he had. Once the child is old enough, Clavis is teaching them all of his tricks and having them help with his pranks. When they are seen together the staff go, “And now there are two of them.” Clavis is fun, loving, and doting as a father. He absolutely treasures being a father and considers it the best title he has ever held.

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And may I also request touches #2 with Mitsuhide? I love doting on that man so much!!

Thank you for this request - sorry it took me so long to get to 🥺

Blue Christmas - Mitsuhide Akechi x Reader (ikemen Sengoku)

A/N: Day 4 of my Twelve Days of Christmas. Also part of my New Year, New Celebration follower celebration.

Pairing: Mitsuhide Akechi x Reader

Prompt: running fingers through hair

Word Count: 562

Tags: fluff

It was a cold and blustery day in December as you strolled through the streets of Azuchi. Your hands were filled with bags brimming with gifts for all your friends, including an extra special one for Mitsuhide -- a small porcelain mouse. 

Christmas was one of your favorite holidays – the lights and the trees and the family dinner of fried chicken were just some of the things that made this holiday so special to you. You had thought this year would be bittersweet, as it was your first away from home, but it had been anything but so far. Christmas might not have come to Japan yet, but there was nothing stopping you from bringing the spirit of the holidays here.

 You had planned to sneak out that afternoon under the ruse of needing to go to the markets in search of new fabric – it was the perfect excuse to go shopping alone to get everyone’s gifts. 

And then you ran into Mitsuhide.

“Where’s this little mouse running off to this early?”

Close. So close to freedom. 

After you informed him that you were going to the market to pick up some new fabrics, you were shocked when he asked if he could join you. Of course you said yes – who would say no to their boyfriend – but now you were in the unenviable position of trying to evade the kitsune somewhere in the market as you purchased the presents.

As it turned out, Mitsuhide was meeting someone in the markets, so it was easy for you to shop in secret. After spending an inordinate amount of time perusing various shops to find the perfect gifts – down to Nobunaga’s favorite konpeito, sorry Hideyoshi – it was finally time to return home to the castle. 

One moment you were hurrying through the streets of the markets in Azuchi, and the next, you were lying flat on the ground. Cheeks warm with embarrassment, you sighed, your bags lying scattered on the ground around you. Your only saving grace was that no one you knew witnessed your fall.

Or so you thought.

Your stomach twisted in knots as you looked up into the crowd and spotted a familiar head of silver-white hair, suppressing a groan as he approached.

“Little mouse,” he said, offering you his hand in assistance. You slipped your hand in his; he easily pulled you up to a standing position. His eyes flickered over your figure, assessing any injuries. He reached out a hand, tucking a stray lock of hair behind your ear. His hand lingered, his fingers grazing your still heated cheeks, his touch comforting. 

“You really do need to watch yourself,” he chided, his eyes fixed on a patch of ice on the ground. “It certainly would have been a blue Christmas if you had hurt yourself.” 

You turned to him, your eyes wide with awe. How did he know about Christmas? You hadn’t said a word about it as you were waiting until the 25th to surprise everyone. So who told him?

He gazed at you knowingly, his golden eyes twinkling like familiar Christmas lights. He huffed a small laugh, and as if he was reading your mind, he pulled you close to him in a warm embrace, his fingers running through your hair as he held your face close to his heart.

“Lucky for you, I was here to help.”

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[eventinelysplayground]

A Visual Demonstration

Kinktober Day 4: Food Play|Biting/Marking

Pairing: Mitsuhide x Female Reader.

It's everyone's favorite kitsunes birthday today! To celebrate I swapped his place with someone else so that I could release his fic on his birthday (he's the only one though Comte is a close second). Mitsuhide has had enough of a Daimyos lack of sense when it comes to his attention towards you so he decides to 'show' him what he won't listen to. This fic is NSFW so minors do not interact. WC approx 1496.

The sun was setting it's colors blanketing the city in peace and and beauty but Mitsuhide was in a foul mood as he walked back to his manor after having left a most unpleasant council meeting

‘Daimyo Enomoto will be arriving tomorrow morning.’

‘On what excuse this time Hideyoshi?’

‘Well my Lord, something about the taxes in his region but…’

‘But we all know he's coming to see the lass again.’

Mitsuhide sighed, this daimyo was proving to be a bigger problem than he originally expected. He had happened to be introduced to you on one of his previous visits becoming quite smitten and he had been finding excuses to visit Azuchi more frequently ever since. The visit before this he had even lightly broached the subject about taking you as his wife with Nobunaga. When he was informed you were already promised to Mitsuhide he scoffed deeming Mitsuhide unworthy of the honor of having an Oda Princess for a bride, especially one so dear to Nobunaga himself.

Under normal circumstances this type of issue would have been stopped by now but the region Daimyo Enomoto ruled over was quite strategic and he was also an exceptional Lord beloved by his people so they were all trying not to make an enemy of him, plus the man seemed immune to sense in the matter. Mitsuhide wasn't worried though, he knew you loved only him but the Daimyos attention towards you had begun to overstep and his persistence was annoying.

“Welcome home my Lord, how was council?”

Mitsuhide said nothing to Kyubei as he continued walking.

“It went that well did it?”

There was a hint of humor in Kyubei’s voice, making Mitsuhide turn his head towards him.

“Daimyo Enomoto will be visiting Azu-”

Kyubei let out a groan.

“Again my Lord?”

“Unfortunately.”

“I would have thought Lord Nobunaga informing him of your arrangement would have stopped him.”

“The man seems incapable of listening when it com-”

Mitsuhide came to a sudden halt and Kyubei stopped at his side.

“My lord?”

Mitsuhide's eyes gleamed with mischief and a matching smile spread across his face.

“His ears may not work but his eyes do.”

Mitsuhide began his walk to your shared room again while Kyubei stayed where he was, he had served Mitsuhide long enough after all to know when he was plotting something.

Mitsuhide slipped silently into the room and quickly spotted you combing your hair. He knelt behind you wrapping his arms around your waist while whispering in your ear.

“I am home little one.”

“I see that, welcome back Mitsuhide.”

He leaned in towards you as you turned your head to face him and your lips met in a kiss then another and another.

“Mmm Mitsuhide.”

He felt you grow pliant under his kisses and he began to stroke one of his hands along your thigh. He deepened your kisses letting his tongue taste every inch of your mouth as his deft fingers untied you obi cord. He slid your kimono off your shoulders then slowly pushed you down against the mats without breaking your kiss. His hands began to roam along your body and his lips trailed down your neck.

As his lips reached your collarbone he began to suck hard on your velvety skin as his fingers teased your hardening nipples. Your body arched into him everywhere he touched and he reacted to your moans and gasps touching and nipping along your skin where he knew you were sensitive yet avoiding where you wanted to feel him most.

“Mi…tsuhide, stop ngh teasing me.”

He smiled against your skin as you squirmed and arched under him.

“I will happily give you what you crave but…”

“But?”

“In exchange-”

He ran his tongue along your nipple causing you to suck in a breath.

“I can do whatever I want to you.”

Mitsuhide was grinning like the sly kitsune he was as you nodded furiously at him.

“Whatever you want, I'm yours Mitsuhide.”

He leaned down to kiss you and you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him closer. As the two of you kissed one of his hands moved down over your breast and stomach to your thigh and you opened your legs for him.

“You certainly are an eager little mouse.”

He rubbed his fingers over your clit and down your folds where they instantly became slick.

“My my, perhaps I've teased you too much?”

He was smirking at you as he easily slipped two of his fingers into you.

“Ahhh!”

As he worked his fingers in and out of you his teeth nipped at your collarbone hard followed by his tongue lapping at the marks he was leaving behind. He slipped a third finger inside you pushing and your hips began to move so that you were fucking yourself on them. His lips moved upwards biting and sucking all the way up your neck to just below your ear making sure he would leave marks that could not be hidden. He curled his fingers and your head fell back as you began to come undone.

“Mitsuhide!”

He felt your walls tighten around him and he rubbed over your clit with his thumb making you buck even more as you continued to ride out your high.

Slowly you came down from your peak and his lips returned to yours kissing you gently. He withdrew his fingers from your core and brushed your sweat-dampened bangs from your face as your breathing began to even out again. He moved himself on top of you and kissed you again, he could see how spent you already were however he had no intention of stopping now and he began kissing down your body towards your clit and you began to squirm under him.

“What are you doing?”

“Surely you can tell?”

“Well yes but, I'm still so sensitive.”

“That is fine.”

“But-”

“Have you forgotten what you said already little one, I can do whatever I want.”

He saw your eyes widen as you but your lip. He continued his path downwards and when his tongue licked over your sensitive nub you jerked while crying out.

“Mitsuhide!”

He stopped looking up at you from between your legs.

“My intentions are to tease you over and over again tonight so I suggest you pace yourself.”

He returned to running his tongue along you nub and he felt your fingers grip his hair.

“If you… ahhh… keep doing this I won't be…nngh…fit to be seen tomorrow, assuming…assuming I can even move…Mitsuhide!”

“Then you will be in exactly the state I want you in.”

He sucked on your clit raking his teeth gently along it and you moaned. Your hips were bucking against his tongue and he knew you were approaching what would be your second of many peaks tonight.

The next day some Hideyoshi and Masamune were waiting at the gates to greet Daimyo Enomoto.

“Wasn't Mitsuhide supposed to be here?”

“Yes.”

Hideyoshi was clearly annoyed at his absence.

“Well can't say I blame him for not showing up. Really we're lucky he hasn't tried anything with the way he's been going after the last.”

“If I know Mitsuhide he's just waiting for the perfect opportunity.”

The two didn't have to wait long for the Daimyo to arrive. They were in the middle of their greetings when Masamune spotted Mitsuhide, with his arm around you, approaching and he grinned.

“You're late.”

“My deepest apologies.”

Hideyoshi and Daimyo Enomoto’s attention was drawn towards the two of you and both their faces twisted into expressions of shock at the same time when they saw you. It looked like you could barely stand and you had bite marks and red blooms on the skin of your neck that your kimono didn't cover.

“I'm afraid we had a… busy night and overslept this morning.”

Hideyoshi and the Daimyo were still so stunned they couldn't speak but Masamune didn't have that problem.

“You look different today lass, have to say though that shade of red suits you.”

Masamune broke into a huge grin at the way you blushed and Mitsuhide couldn't help but smile.

“Doesn't she? Oh but-”

Mitsuhide trailed his fingers along a bare patch of your neck making you shiver.

“I seem to have missed a spot.”

His lips were on your neck and he was sucking at your skin before anyone quite realized what was happening.

“Alright that's enough! Keep it indoors you two, especially when we have guests!”

Mitsuhide released his lips from you and looked up to see a frowning Hideyoshi and a crushed Daimyo Enomoto.

“My apologies.”

“Just don't do it again. Daimyo Enomoto if you'll come with me to the audience chamber.”

“Oh, yes... of course.”

Hideyoshi held out his hand towards Azuchi castle and Daimyo Enomoto took off towards it with Hideyoshi following him, but not before he shook his head and glared at Mitsuhide and Masamune the former only shrugging and the later trying to desperately contain his laughter.

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Chapter 26 - Time Warped (Again). While Okatsu deals with the emotional fallout of recent events, Mozumi hosts a badly timed banquet, and Mitsunari consults another book.

Mitsunari x OC; Nobunaga x Mai

Previous Chapter

Logline - In order to protect a political alliance, Katusko and Mitsunari must pretend an engagement. But this “all business” arrangement is threatened by a coup against Nobunaga… and by feelings.

From the Military Notes of Ishida Mitsunari…

It is over. We succeeded in preventing Iekane’s forces from killing Nobunaga. Mitsuhide patted my shoulder and told me I had performed beyond his expectations. I’ve received word that Nobunaga plans to reward me for my service.

I should feel happy… We have won… and Okatsu kissed me. Perhaps as one might kiss a brother, however, her lips touched mine, which is the definition of a kiss.

But Okatsu still plans to leave.

No, that is a mischaracterization of the situation – Okatsu never planned to stay. This is something I knew. This is something I wanted. I no longer want this, but she will be with her family, she will return to a future that is peaceful and safer than here. I will be happy for her.

But…

…wait…

… Where is every--?

When Aki aimed his gun at the minion, I shut my eyes, waiting for images of my past to flash before me, as is foretold in popular fiction.

That didn’t happen.

Either I wasn’t going to die… or popular fiction was wrong. I had a bad feeling it was going to be the latter unless I took steps to avoid that fate. I opened my eyes again, knowing that as soon as Aki killed the minion, I would have to use that moment of distraction to act –

THWUMP!

With more power than grace, Mitsunari hauled himself over the edge of the tower and knocked the minion off his feet.  As a distraction, it worked wonderfully. I grabbed the war fan out of my kimono, jammed it into Iekane’s stomach, then flipped him over my body.

He landed right where Aki was waiting for him.

While Mitsunari was easily dispatching the minion, I grabbed Hikosane and yanked him out of the path of any stray bullet, sword, or –

THUNK.

Unconscious minions.

The second the minion hit the floor, Mitsunari had Hikosane and I in his arms, as far away from the Iekane and Aki’s fight as possible. At the moment, there wasn’t much else we could do except let Aki have his chance at Iekane. The two of them were evenly matched. Aki discarded the musket for his sword, and they battled across the perimeter of the tower, grimly trading hits, swords clanging against each other. Then Iekane backed up a step and pulled out a small rectangular object … was that a cell phone?

“No, you can’t it’s too-” Aki’s words were lost as he leaped at Iekane -

For a moment, out of the corner of my eye, I saw an odd aura – almost like the ones I used to get before a migraine headache. It felt like reality was rippling around me, almost as if the horizon was a curtain that was about to lift. I’ve… seen this before…

Then Aki’s forward motion took both of them over the railing of the tower.

Holy fu-

Mitsunari, Hikosane, and I rushed to the railing, and I was hoping against fate that I would find Aki clinging to the edge of the tower, and not in a broken heap on the ground below. Of course, he’d be clinging to the edge. This was Aki. Slippery. Wily. Acrobatic…

He was not clinging to the tower.

Nor was he – or Iekane – in a heap on the ground below.

In absence of their fight, the birdsong seemed unnaturally loud. None of us said anything to break the quiet. The three of us just stared over the edge, looking at… nothing.

We weren’t that far off the ground… a fall from the tower platform would have been survivable, although neither Aki nor Iekane would have had time to drag themselves into the woods, nor was there any evidence of two adult sized bodies having thudded to the ground.

It was as if they had never been there at all.

Finally, I pulled myself out of the shock, and rushed down the ladder and through the tower to the outside, barely aware that Mitsunari and Hikosane were right behind me.

Aki?

Dad?

Even in my head ‘dad’ didn’t sound right. Aki was… just…  Aki.

And he was gone.

Vanished somewhere between the tower platform and the soft, springy ground – a ground that clearly had not been crushed by two men thudding onto it.

“Where did they go?” Hikosane looked through the brush around the tower.

“Um, ninja tricks,” was all that I could come up with on the fly. I might have been able to formulate a better lie, but my attention was caught by something on the ground. A few stray leaves. Normally, exactly what you’d expect to find on the ground in the middle of a forest.

But they were late Autumn leaves. Maple leaves. Brown and gold where all the trees around us had yet to change color. Nor were any of them maple. I picked one up to examine it. Aside from being out of season, it was just a leaf.

“There may have been men waiting down here to help Iekane escape.” Mitsunari’s explanation to Hikosane sounded more plausible than mine. He glanced at the leaf I had in my hand and nodded.

Aki and Iekane had somehow, without a wormhole, gone elsewhere in time.

“We’re going to go after them, right?” Hikosane tugged on my arm. “Iekane and your father.”

Mitsunari sent a startled look my way – I guess he had missed that part of our drama. “Yes, of course I want to go after them, but now isn’t the time. I’ll need supplies and more arrows,” and a time machine. “Besides, right now we need to get you back to Genba, where I am sure your own father will be watching for you.”

We walked quietly back toward the castle, still alert to any remaining stragglers from Iekane’s crew that would be lurking, ready to jump scare our party. But Masamune and Ieyasu had been quite thorough in the mop-up detail. Masamune’s reputation alone might have been enough to send many those mercenaries running.

I felt a light touch on my shoulder and looked over to see Mitsunari looking at me steadily. “How are you?”

“A few bruises, that’s all.” Hopefully not another black eye. “Nothing that needs medical attention.”

“That was not what I was asking.” He glanced back over his shoulder, to where the tower was still visible in the distance.

Yes. I had been aware that he was really asking, ‘are you ok after watching your father apparently die?’ I had no answer to that. I wasn’t used to delving through my psyche. My mother’s emotions had strangled Toshiie and I for years – I’d never seen any reason to inflict mine on anyone else. Mitsunari was asking me to access the sort of things that were usually packed neatly away. I was afraid if I unpacked them, I would discover feelings that I couldn’t shove back into the suitcase.

But…

Aki’s disappearance… no, I wouldn’t think of him as dead. The man had always seemed indestructible. He wasn’t though. Aki was human. He aged. He could die.

He could die.

He might already be dead.

I couldn’t cry now.

Not here.

Mitsunari took my hands, and gently pulled me into an embrace. Then, with my face pressed against his chest, I cried, while Mitsunari simply held on, his fingers soft across my back.

We returned to the last thing I was in the mood for… another banquet. If Mozumi was humiliated that his wife had not only been cheating on him, but had been treasonously plotting to kill Nobunaga, he chose to pretend otherwise. Or maybe this was banquet was more along the lines of a plea to Nobunaga, the old, ‘hey, I’m sorry a member of the household tried to kill you, but look on the bright side, you didn’t die, so let’s party’ distraction technique.

The mood, at least, was far more subdued than the engagement banquet, and the ‘let’s entertain Nobunaga’ banquets. Most of Mozumi’s vassals were still on the coast, and the ones who had stayed behind, like Susumu, had lost friends and comrades in the struggle. While they were grateful enough to be fed, they (naturally) weren’t in a celebratory mood. Mozumi himself was seated only with Nobunaga and Hideyoshi, all three with their heads together in an intense discussion.

Mozumi didn’t look like he was pleading for his life, but his attitude was far more deferential than it had been a couple weeks ago. I wondered if they were trying to decide Lady Yone’s fate. Normally, she would have been sentenced to death for her treasonous acts, in fact, I was surprised that she had not already been executed. But Mai had pleaded for leniency, for the sake of her daughters, all of whom were under the age of ten. Last I heard, her punishment had yet to be determined.

On the other hand, the happiest person at the banquet was Shohime, who was in her element, alternately – or, well actually simultaneously – flirting with Keiji and Masamune. Both seemed happy enough to reciprocate. I wondered if they were getting her ‘beautiful, perfect, but dumb’ persona, or if now that Hikosane was safe from Lady Yone, Shohime was finally going to be able to allow her true self to emerge.

One person who had escaped the celebration was Mitsuhide, who had claimed that the sight of his injuries would put people off their food. Personally, I thought that unlikely – these men and women had seen far too much danger and battle to care. More likely, he didn’t feel social, or had decided to keep his presence on the down low.

Hikosane had also been able to escape the ‘banquet’ and was supposedly in his room – but I had a feeling he’d snuck out to the stables to hang out with Mitsuhide.

I would have like to have been able to get out of the feasting too – it would have been nice to be able to find a time and space in which to process the events of the few days. But since I was supposed to be an Oda Princess, I couldn’t suddenly claim to be mourning my father (long-dead in my fake backstory). Additionally, to avoid confusion, Hideyoshi had (reluctantly) decided to let the false engagement stand until we returned to Azuchi.

But… I wouldn’t be returning to Azuchi.

Travel in this century being what it was, I intended to part ways with the Oda and Mitsunari as soon as we left Genba. There wasn’t time for me to go all the way to Azuchi and then travel back up to the Togakushi shrine  – I would miss the wormhole if I did.

Until then I would pretend to be a happy, engaged Princess. As such, I looked over and smiled fondly at Mitsunari, who was happily catching up with Ieyasu (less than happy to be caught up with). Déjà vu, Mitsunari’s hand came close to knocking a bowl of soup into Ieyasu’s lap.

Ieyasu braced himself, that familiar scowl descending his face. Mitsunari slowed down, moved his bowl out of the way, and continued the conversation.

Startled, Ieyasu blinked. Then he frowned again – must be disappointed not to have anything to complain about. If I had been in a better mood myself, I would have laughed at him.

Yes, Mitsunari had changed. Well. A little. He was less clumsy. More confident. Oh, under that he was still the too literal absent minded, sweet genius that I …

…couldn’t possibly allow myself to think, to feel about in that way.

Suddenly, I could no longer stand to be in a room full of people and before I could think of any excuse, I jumped to my feet.

“Are you feeling alright, Okatsu?” Looking concerned, Mitsunari reached for my hand, but I was already backing away from the table.

“I’m fine. I thought I’d steal some dessert and take it up to Hikosane.” It was a stupid excuse – Hikosane probably had been fed the same meal we had. But I realized I did want to check in on the kid. “Oh, no stay put,” I added when Mitsunari moved to join me. “I know you haven’t seen Ieyasu in a while, and you want to spend time with your friend.”

Ieyasu sighed the sigh of a man facing a long evening.

Without allowing either of them to say another word, I hurried out of the banquet hall.

Eventually, I tracked Hikosane to the stables – just as I expected, he was pestering Mitsuhide and Kyubei to tell him about their adventures.

“Young man, you are one question away from becoming as annoying as – that one.” Mitsuhide indicated me with a nod of his head.

“Truly? I am honored by the comparison.” Hikosane gave a rather Mitsunari-esque response. Perhaps he had been spending too much time with both of us.

“That was in no way intended to be a compliment.” Mitsuhide stood up, signaling to us all that whatever patience he had was at its end.

“Huh, actually, I took it as a compliment too.” I held out my hand for Hikosane. “If I can annoy you, I must be doing something right.”

Kyubei hastily smothered a laugh, which earned him a look of doom from Mitsuhide.

“Anyway, I will be out of your … wig… soon enough. And you can sooth yourself with the knowledge that Hideyoshi hates me even more than you do.” Every time that man looked at me, his jaw twitched as if he were biting his tongue.

“There is that.” Mitsuhide then turned serious. “Neither I nor Hideyoshi hate you… far from it. You’re simply too volatile for my peace of mind. Doing the work that I, and by association, you, do, requires a certain cold calculation that at this point, you do not yet possess.” I opened my mouth to protest that (which… might have proven his point), but he continued, “And I would regret it if someday you were to acquire that skill.”

He turned back toward Kyubei, who, I belatedly noticed, was sitting in front of a partially completed shogi game – I suppose Hikosane had interrupted them. I wondered if Mitsuhide and Aki would ever get the chance to complete their long-running game. Hopefully, wherever Aki was, he was still alive and would be able to return to this time.

My expression must have been unusually unguarded, because Kyubei said, “Hikosane has told us what happened to Akihira. Do you think Iekane would take him prisoner?” Unspoken was the ‘or simply killed him elsewhere?’

“That’s certainly a possibility.” Or they could both be chasing after each other in a different timeline, but that wasn’t something I could bring up to this audience.

Reminded of his manners – or at least of macro-etiquette in this type of situation, Mitsuhide turned back to me. “I am truly sorry that you lost your mentor. I imagine you were close.”

“He’s her father!” Hikosane had not yet fully learned the lesson of keeping information private, but this likely wasn’t something that I would have been able to hide from Mitsuhide in the long run anyway. “Of course, they were close!”

That bombshell prompted mirror image raised single eyebrows from both Kyubei and Mitsuhide (yeesh, can everyone but me do that?). “Fascinating. That was information that had escaped me.”

I considered telling him that it had been a surprise to me as well, but it would do him no harm to believe that I had always known and had managed to keep it a secret from him. I also imagined I’d get some spy credit chips if he thought that I had grown up being trained by Aki. “Well. You can’t know everything.”

That, in my opinion, was a perfect exit line, so I gave Mitsuhide a version of his own mocking bow, and a more polite one to Kyubei, before leading Hikosane back to the castle.

Hikosane looked back over his shoulder toward the stables as we padded through the corridors of Genba. “I’m looking forward to knowing him better.”

“I don’t think anyone really knows him, aside from Kyubei.” The castle had quieted down for the night. Seemed like the banquet had ended earlier than usual, and people were heading off to bed.

“When Shohime and I are living at Azuchi, I will make it a point to learn as much as I can from and about him.” Hikosane’s voice held a solemn vow, but I was more interested in what he said, and not how.

“You’ll be living at Azuchi?” I slid open the door to his room, and automatically scanned it for samurais and snakes. The page waiting for Hikosane flinched under my stare and stepped backward, nearly tripping over the futon.

“It has not been formalized yet, but we went to Nobunaga and offered ourselves as hostages – no, it’s what I want – and Shohime too,” he added quickly before I could make a protest. “While you may not think it’s necessary, I wish to learn more about governing and I’ll learn more from Nobunaga than my own father.”

This was clearly true, and if his life was still in danger from Iekane, Azuchi was a safer place for him to be. “You’re right, you probably will.”

“I can learn from you too. I’ve never known a kuinochi princess before.” He bowed to me.

Neither have I.

“Hikosane, I’m going on a long journey first – to spend time with my brother and look for my father. I don’t know exactly when I’ll be returning to Azuchi.” Too many directions I wanted and needed to go. No matter where I ended up, part of my heart would be somewhere else.

He looked at me a long time, then ran to me and gave me a long hug. “I am certain I will see you again.”

“You’ll see me tomorrow.” I bowed to him. “Good night, Hiko.”

As he slid closed the door to his room, I wished I were not leaving. I would like to see this child grow up and become whatever it was he was to become. I even wanted to see what kind of damage Shohime would do to the Azuchi warlords.

Who knows… maybe she and Mitsunari would end up together after all. I wished that thought didn’t hurt as much as it did.

I took a deep breath.

And then another.

By the time I got back to our room, I had composed myself… until I opened the door to discover that Mitsunari had lost his mind.

He was …? I tilted my head to try and get a better perspective on what he was… he was… well, it looked like he was playing a game of invisible twister with an octopus.

When he saw me, he blushed, then lost his balance and collapsed in a heap, half on the cushion and half on the floor.

I rushed over to help him up. “Are you alright?” By which I meant both physically and mentally. He scrambled to toss something behind him. It, naturally, bounced off the wall. I put my hands up to avoid getting smacked in the face with it, and –

One of Mozumi’s pillow books?

I looked at the book.

I looked at Mitsunari.

He was still blushing.

For the first time in years, I could think of nothing to say. I might (possibly) have been blushing too. I simply handed the book back to him. My mind still blank, I considered whether I should just back out of the room, then re-enter and do a retake of the entire last five minutes.

Hey. Time travel. It could happen.

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[bontu-the-l0ver]

A warrior kid

Part 2

Part 1:

Nobunaga Oda, the king of the sixth heaven, he was walking on the streets of Azushi trying to relax and take some fresh air.

It didn't took long for Nobunaga to stop, he saw a little girl with her mother sleeping between two houses and some people around them.

- What is going on? - Nobunaga got close.

- Lord Nobunaga? The mother died and the kid doesn't want to go away from the corps. - A neighbor spoke.

- I see... And the father?

- He left a day ago to look for medicine but hasn't come back.

Nobunaga tougtht for a moment and took the kid away from the corps

- Lord Nobunaga, what are you doing? - Another Neighbor asked

- We can't just let the little kid alone. I will look for a place for her to stay.

The kid started crying.

- I want my mama!!!

- I'm sorry but your mama isn't able to take care of you... - Nobunaga said as calm as he could.

- Why not? - The kid asked calming down.

- She... She is asleep forever...

The kid stayed silent looking at her mother but eventually nodded. Nobunaga started to walk away with the kid in his arms.

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Hideyoshi was discussing with Masumane.

- It's so cold... - Masamune groaned.

- It's winter after all. - Hideyoshi answered. - Anyways, Lord Nobunaga hasn't come back.

- I guess he has...

In that moment Nobunaga arrived to the room with the child on his arms that was still sobbing while hugging Nobunaga.

- What is this? - Hideyoshi asked confused.

- Seems like a child to me. - Masamune answered mocking him.

- I know she is a child but what is he doing with a child?

- I fond her, and we are going to find a place for her to live. - Nobunaga said.

- Lord Nobunaga, we are in war, we aren't an orphanage. - Hideyoshi answered.

- Hear me out! - Masamune shout. - Let's raise her to be a warrior.

- Are you stu! - Hideyoshi stopped because Nobunaga spoke.

- What a greet idea!

- Nooo!!! - Hideyoshi stopped them.

- What is a warrior? - The kid asked.

- See, she doesn't even know what a warrior is. - Hideyoshi argumented. - And she is too small and weak, she won't be able to hold a sword much less attack, and in top of that she is a female, she should be getting ready to be a wife in the future.

Masamune and Nobunaga looked at Hideyoshi then at the kid.

- If we feed her she will recover and kids grow fast. - Masamune answered.

- She is a kid! She isn't going to be able to lift a sword even with proper nutrition. - Hideyoshi said annoyed

- Then let's teach her how to use small knifes and raise her to be a spy! - Masamune said. - No one would expect a woman to be a spy for us!

- SHE IS A KID!!!

Hideyoshi trued to make some sense but Nobunaga seemed to like the idea of Masamune more than what Hideyoshi had to say. Mitsuhide entered the room.

- I hear some yelling. - Mitsuhide said.

- Mitsuhide, we are gonna raise her to be a spy! - Nobunaga held the kid to him.

- Ah? She is a kid... - Mitsuhide answered.

- Kids grow fast with proper food. - Masamune argumented.

- Okay I'm in. - Mitsuhide smirk.

- Noooooo!!! - Hideyoshi made a last attempt.

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Nobunaga ordered Ieyasu to look over her health. Once they made sure she was healthy Masamune cook her food to recover her strength.

- What should we name her? - Masamune asked

- She probably has a name. - Hideyoshi answered.

- But she is now mine. - Nobunaga said.

Mitsunari entered the room.

- What are you doing?

- Trying to find a name for this kid. - Mitsuhide answered.

- What about Nobuko? - Mitsunari suggested.

- Nobuko! Yes! - Nobunaga seemed to agree

- But you want her to be a spy, right? - Mitsuhide said with a confused look. - Won't it blow her cover?

- Then we can give her another name as a cover. - Masamune said.

- What about Kyo? - Ieyasu suggested.

- What a nice idea! - Nobunaga said with a big smile.

While the grill was eating Hideyoshi got close to her.

- Little one what's your name? - Hideyoshi asked.

- Mai... - She answered as Hideyoshi cleaned her mouth.

- Well, welcome to your new home Mai.

[flash-exchange]

A symbiosis of Distrust and need

Characters: Nobunaga, Mitsuhide Writers: @evil-quartett @claviscollections @scorchieart Rating: all ages Warnings: none Notes: We played Frantic Fanfic in voice chat and decided it was too much fun not to share it. Strap in for the chaos! (5 minutes mode; we challenged ourselves to be serious)

Nobunaga found himself concerned. Where did Mitsuhide go? Rumor was that he'd been betrayed by the snake of Echigo. The Demon King had more and more trouble actually believing his vessel went for quests against the pirates a lot of times, but rarely brought back any treasure, weapons, or prisoners. Asking was pointless, though, for whenever he asked, the silver-tongued man would tell him an elaborate story about his fights. It's started feeling almost like the net of a spider, slowly entrapping him inside it, to be consumed by Mitsuhide. Truly, that man wasn't a snake, he was a spider who'd webbedn around the world.

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Mitsuhide loved keeping secrets. He enjoyed it to a fault, and someday, if he wasn't careful it might come back to bite him in the backside. It wasn't that he was betraying Nobunaga per se, he was just… Twisting some truths, and finding favourable positions for himself. He wanted to be the only one who knew the full picture, and thus his master could never fully trust him. The dance went on and on. Nobunaga mistrusting but needing Mitsuhide, and Mitsuhide mistrusting and needing Nobunaga.

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But how long could this dance last? Would it end as soon as the music ceased to play, or would the two prolong this waltz of deception until the weaker collapsed? It was a question neither knew the answer to, but could not deny the thrill of seeking it out to the final moment. And it seemed, at last, that moment was fast approaching. Nobunaga curled his fist around the hilt of his katana and took a battle stance. The port he followed Mitsuhide's lead to sat abandoned, and the quickly receding twilight gave the shore the air of a haunted cove. Wherever Mitsuhide was hiding, whatever he was planning, the truth was bound to reveal itself now. Nobunaga knew it as surely as he knew the range of his weapon. And as the final stars straggled to catch view of the upcoming confrontation, Mitsuhide emerged from the thicket of brush just beyond the bay armed and smiling. "Shall we?" he taunted. "Of course."

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|| I Enjoy Your Pain 

[ Mitsuhide and Reader ] 

“Endless amount of people isn't it, Lord Nobunaga?”

||Words : 555

You were in extreme amounts of pain, your eyes flowing with tears.  It was a sight to behold after all, well at least for Misuhide who stood there and watched you suffer. You were on the floor, your legs spread out to make sure you would not be in pain again. But despite the efforts you felt the stinging pain from when you tripped and got yourself into this position. 

When you thought that everything had calmed down a bit, you heard the low chuckle from Mitsuhide, who’s chuckle made chills go down your spine. He was laughing at your pain, and that made your expression display displeasure all over it. “Why are you laughing?” Your voice was shaky due to the tears from your pain, it was hard not to cry after all. 

“What a show you put on, I am enjoying your pain…how sweet your cries sound…” He chuckled, you see this look in his eyes, close to some kind of playfulness. 

You felt your jaw drop at him calling your cries sweet, and your cheeks puff up “w-well that’s just weird, you just…don’t laugh at someone’s pain and think it’s ok!” You tried correcting him, but all you could really hear was his continued laughs.

He lended a hand out to you, and you take it without any question. He pulls you up to where you’re standing up straight again, giving you a second to allow you to rebalance yourself. “Thank you” You spoke quietly, and you felt in no mood to cry due to the aching pain. 

“Honestly you will never understand how satisfying pain looks in my eyes…if you did you would be giggling like a baby. Watching someone struggle really gets me in a good mood~” He chuckled, and whispered into your ear, as if they weren’t alone. 

His eyes had become slits as he laughed, the wrinkles under his eyes became more present, and his smile marks were pushed up. You could just watch those cold eyes staring into yours and feel so targeted. To your credit, he was…non-human in many aspects, it could be as simple as how he talks as if he doesn’t get common sense, how he loves seeing the pain in others eyes. 

Sure, he helped you today, but that didn’t mean that one day he might just take your moment of vulnerability to get a kill, and only for the fun of it. That is, at least how you see him, how he has been soaked in blood from head to toes, or how he speaks of harming others as eating. 

Honestly you didn’t get it, you really didn’t, and you just stared into his eyes for so long that you did know you were spaced out in your thoughts. Like as if you had been staring into a void, and in his perspective you were just staring out into nothingness. He watches in amusement of how you did, but eventually he starts waving a hand in front of your face to get your attention. “Hello~ Earth to [Your Name}~ Wakey Wakey~” He chuckled lightly, it was too amusing.

“Wait huh?” You got back into reality to be met with a sly smile on Mitsuhide’s face, “Oh hello.” You smile a little bit, as if you forgot what happened.

What a weird moment. 

[ikesenfantasy]

Ikemen Sengoku: What-If Collection Event - Warlord Pets

(Don't mind the photo) I wrote this fanfiction for fun where the warlords turn into their animal mascots. Since there wasn’t much spotlight for their beloved pets I thought I would write about them in a What-If Collection Event for April Fool’s Day on April 1st. Since the increase of the IkeSen roster I decided to take the time to add the additional six characters. So a total of all seventeen men in the IkeSen roster.

THE HERD PART 1

It was a pleasant evening like any other evening. Tomorrow everyone from the Usugi-Takeda forces along with Kennyo, Motonari & Kicho were going to visit Azuchi. Sasuke already visited me two days ago since Kenshin wanted to visit me. I thought we would all try something that will get everyone working together…or at least trying to. I already had some ideas but Sasuke hasn’t visited me to discuss it over with him. Maybe we’ll talk tomorrow.

“Ah the moon is so beautiful this evening; it would be nice to watch it with everyone. Time for bed.”

By the next morning I was the first in the war council room. Usually everyone would be here or I would be informed to show up but no one was here until the sliding door opened. I sat up straight but instead I got pounced.

“Oof! What in the world?”

It was then I felt something wet on my face. When I lifted up whatever was on top of me and tried to see who or what it was.

A TIGER?! SHOGETSU?!

“You were supposed to be at the manor with Masamune, what in the world are you doing here!? I better return you back to the manor as soon as possible or else Hideyoshi is going to blow a blood vessel.”

But the tiger was not the only animal that was in war council a whole colossal of animals flooded into the room. I didn’t even realize there was a monkey trying to attack the tiger that I was holding.

OH NO! Please no fighting!

I decided to stand up and try to reach for the monkey that was clinging to the back side of my kimono. But then I felt a nudge almost making me fall over. The perpetrator was a deer.

“OH GREAT! NOW IEYASU’S DEER WASABI!”

Circling around my ankle was a cat meowing and purring as if the fiasco I was in the middle of didn’t exist.

What is with all these animals? Something really isn’t right. The monkey on my back let out a yelp as it let go of my back who was trying to reach for the tiger. Now the monkey was flicking his tail that was sadly bitten by a fox. When the fox let go the monkey started chasing the fox. I better stop them.

I was so distracted by the chase I tripped over the cat and planted face first on the floor. A heard a soft snort and a boop from my cheek from a pig snout. What a mess. All of the Azuchi warlord pets are running amuck. I wonder why. I then heard the pig squeal as he ran off into a different direction being chased by something.

When I realized what happened I noticed a wolf chasing the poor piggy. On the wolf’s back was a squirrel. And behind them was a bear with a bunny and a hamster on its back chasing the other animals across the room.

Just when the wolf and bear were chasing after the pig and cat they nearly knocked over a jar. The peacock that flashed its feathers blocked their direction to the beautiful jar as if protecting something precious spooking any nearby it away.

I decided to try and chase after the animals stopping them from chasing each other around the room but it only made matters worse as the wolf started to fly into the air by a wallaby. A parrot flying overhead was shaking his head as the wolf collapsed on the ground after being air born by the wallaby’s kick.

The war council was in such disarray as animals were fighting among each other until I heard a loud scream that stopped the infighting and set all the animals on alert. They looked up and saw a hawk that was swarming around a lot more higher then the parrot. The hawk seated itself where Nobunaga would sit. Soon the animals that were most likely warlords from Azuchi began to position themselves in their spots. Now if I didn’t know better these were the warlords. How would they know to position themselves like their owners would sit. The parrot then landed just inches away from the hawk.

“Finally…now that they have settled down we can finally get down to business.” The parrot spoke.

I looked at the parrot who spoke and truly it sounded like Kicho and not Fuka. It was unbelievable. There was no way.

“N-no way…Kicho? Is that you?” I can’t believe I’m speaking to Kicho the parrot. Interesting ring to it if I do say so myself.

“Yes. It seems I’m the only one who can talk. Unlike the others. I don’t know what or how this happened. From the looks of it we all woke up this way.”

[otomefoxystar]

Finiding the Light - Chapter 11

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku

Pairing: Mitsuhide X OC ( Evelyn)

TW: Self doubt

It had been almost three weeks since she started sewing, but she had finally finished. They were sitting in the gardens having lunch, and Mitsuhide watched as Evelyn ate the fruit in front of her. He was glad she was trying so hard. "Do you Want to put those clothes you made to use and train?” She raised an eyebrow, “What kind of training are we talking about here?” He drank a sip of water and put the cup back on the table as he swallowed. “Just the basics for now, self-defense, so if you are ever in a position like that again, you can get out of it. Then we’ll progress to weapons. I’ve even had Ieyasu agree to teach you how to use a bow.” She laughed, “I can’t imagine Ieyasu teaching me that he gets frustrated with the medicinal stuff.”  Mitsuhide’s lip drew up in a smirk. “He cares about you and your safety, too. I’m sure you can handle him.” She put her chopsticks down and popped a strawberry in her mouth. The flavor filled her mouth “It’s too bad you can’t taste these strawberries are delicious.” Mitsuhide smiled. “I’m just happy that you’re enjoying them.” 

After they finished, Mitsuhide had her change; she came out wearing pants and a lightweight Kimono. There was no Obi, so she didn’t need to worry about feeling constricted. Mitsuhide had his arms crossed and nodded his head in acceptance. “We’re going outside.” They walked side by side to go outside. Once they were on the expanse of the outdoors, he faced her. “You’re going to have to be able to free yourself if an attacker holds you from behind, and from the front, you need to know the weak spots and remember if you’re attacker is male there, it’s always good to hit them in the more sensitive areas.”  For the next couple hours, he showed her how to escape if she were captured, where to hit them to take them down so she would have time to flee. 

Training had become a new part of their daily routine, and he trained her hard, ensuring she got the moves down correctly. When she finally was proficient enough in self-defense, he moved on to weapons, starting with a sword and occasionally training with the gun. However, the sword required more training, so he primarily focused on that. Training made her hungry, so she ate more; she didn’t ignore her hunger anymore. She was embracing it.

After her bath she joined Mitsuhide for dinner. He looked at her and smiled. “What?” She asked with a curious tone in her voice. “You seem better, you’re eating, and you’ve not only gained weight but muscle. You don’t seem so miserable. She took a bite, then swallowed. “The training is a good distraction from the pain, better than not eating.” He nodded. “It’s a healthy distraction.” She gave him a rare but small smile. “Was that a smile I just saw?” She shook her head. “You’re imagining things, Mitsuhide.” He shook his head and laughed. “No, it was definitely a smile. I’m glad you’re feeling better, Evelyn.” They ate with light conversation.

Ieyasu had come before she woke up. “Does she always sleep late?” Ieyasu asked Mitsuhide, “On most days, yes, but she’s been getting up earlier than she used to. Before, she wouldn’t get up before lunch. It’s better now.” Ieyasu raised a brow. “She’s getting better, Ieyasu. It might not seem like it, but she is.” He frowned. “I believe you. I just worry about her, but I’m glad you’re training her. It was a good idea.” Fully dressed, she walked out to the dining area. “Lady Evelyn, I have your breakfast. You can sit down; I’ll bring it out.” Mitsuhide got up and motioned for Ieyasu to exit his study. “Let’s go see her shall we?” When Evelyn saw them, her food was being brought out. “Good morning, sleepy head,” Ieyasu said, then he looked her over. “You look well. Much healthier than the last time I saw you.” Mitsuhide sat down across from her on the pillow that was seated there. “She’s been working hard.”  Ieyasu sat next to her. “I can tell.” A compliment from Ieyasu was rare so she would take it, but she wasn’t going to make a big deal out of it. 

“Thank you Ieyasu.” After she finished her meal Ieyasu showed her how to use a bow and even brought one for her to use along with arrows. It gave Mitsuhide some much needed time to read some letters he’s been putting off. After hours of training with the bow, Ieyasu got the arrows from where they had fallen. She handed the bow back over to him. “No, that’s for you. I want you to keep it.” She looked at him surprised “You do?” He nodded and smiled. “Just take it and practice; you’ll get better in no time. Now that you know the basics, it’ll only get easier. Let’s go inside.” She followed him inside and put the bow and the arrows next to her sewing supplies in the corner of the room that had somehow become the corner where she put her things.

When they found Mitsuhide in his study, he had a grim look on his face. “Mitsuhide?” She questioned if he was alright; he looked her over and stood up. “Nobunaga wants us to return to see him.” She turned white and could hear the blood pumping in her ears. Ieyasu squeezed her hand, “It’s just a meeting, but Evelyn, you’re better. Maybe it’s time to come home.” Mitsuhide walked towards her and put his hand on her shoulder. “Let’s just see what Nobunaga says, then we’ll figure out the rest. You can stay as long as you want I already told you this.” He said as he narrowed his eyes at Ieyasu. “She’s got to learn to stand on her own without you, or is it you holding onto her.” Ieyasu snapped. “Forget it.” He hugged Evelyn with one arm. When he released her, he looked at her pale face. “I’ll see you soon.” and he turned to leave. Evelyn followed him and watched him pack up his bow and mount his horse. “Get some rest, you did well today.” He trotted off towards Azuchi 

Mitsuhide slowly walked up to her side. “It’s going to be alright.” She looked over to him. “Will it? I’m scared of you leaving me. What if you have to? What will I do then?” He turned to face her and grabbed her hands. “You’re stronger than you think.” 

“I’m scared, Mitsuhide.” He lifted her chin with his finger, and she looked at him. “Promise me one thing.” She looked at him, curious about what he was going to say. “What?” He looked at her with that look he got when he was serious about something. “Don’t reverse all the work you’ve done. Don’t hurt yourself.” She furrowed her brow. “I won’t.” He smiled and stroked her cheek. “Good, we would all be devastated. Me especially I’ve grown quite fond of you. You’ve become an important person in my life.” She threw herself against him, hugging him tight. He hugged her back just as tight. “You’re important to me too, Mitsuhide.” 

After dinner, Evelyn settled into the bath, letting the water ease her sore muscles. Training was hard on the muscles. Forget about running and workout videos. All you need to do is wield a sword or bow, and you’re golden. She washed her long hair and exited the bath, getting dressed in her night clothes. Mitsuhide was at his desk and watched as she got tucked into the futon. He had several candles lit and decided to turn in himself; after he changed, he looked down at her, seeing that she was well on her way to falling asleep. He blew out the candles and settled in the futon next to her.

When Evelyn woke up, Mitsuhide was still in bed. She had a particularly hard night, and although she tried to deal with the wakefulness and cry quietly on her own, Mitsuhide woke up anyway and was there for her just like always. He was probably tired from consoling her. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, trying to wake up, and he blinked his eyes open. “Mitsuhide, did I wake you?” He chuckled. “No, I was already waking up.” In her wakefulness, she noticed their legs tangled together and blushed. She brought her legs away. “Why are you getting flustered? I always wake up to us like that; I’m sure it happens when we’re both asleep. It’s not like you haven’t been wrapped up in my body before.” She hit the side of his shoulder. “Stop it! Why must you tease me?” Mitsuhide chuckled lowly. “Because you’re fun to tease, little mouse. You get so worked up.”  She rolled her eyes, “Ugh, you’re insufferable.” 

Mitsuhuide got out of bed and looked down at her. “We’ve got to see Nobunaga; a little haste would be appreciated. “  She stood up and looked in the mirror, studying herself while Mitsuhide dressed. She looked worn out, with dark circles under her eyes. Her face was thinner than it used to be, and she didn’t like how it looked; her collarbones were defined and protruding. Why hadn’t she noticed how sickly she looked before? Tears formed, but she picked up the hairbrush and brushed through the knots. As Mitsuhide excited the dressing screen, he looked at her and saw the tears, noticing her turmoil. “Why the tears, little mouse?” She set the brush down once she was satisfied. “I don’t look like myself.”

She hadn’t realized how bad it had gotten; how could Mitsuhide and Ieyasu, even Sasuke, not be worried?! She ignored it, and she chose not to see it. “  You look better than you did a month ago.” She looked at him with a flabbergasted expression as if what he said was so unbelievable. However, he considered that to her, it must be because the look she was giving him was telling him how disgusted she was with herself as if she had committed the worst crime imaginable. “How could I look worse than this?” He grabbed her shoulder, making her turn to look at him. He wiped her tears away. “Evelyn,  it shows how far you’ve come. Perhaps you had to heal a bit before you saw the truth.” He paused. “Now that you are seeing more clearly, what will you do about it?” 

Determination flashed behind her eyes, and her face hardened as she stood up straighter. “I’m going to get over this, I am going to keep getting better and healthier.” More tears rolled down her cheeks. “I want to be okay, Mitsuhide. I want to be me again.” He wiped her tears away yet again. “You are forever changed, my dear, but-“She shook her head and cried harder. He lifted her chin so that she was looking into his golden eyes. “But this is a new you, a stronger you. Just because you won’t be the same again does not mean you are weak and broken. You most certainly are not; you are a strong woman. I hope you know that.” She let a small smile grace her face. “Thank you for believing in me.” He looked at her tenderly. “I’ve always believed in you.” She wiped the rest of her tears away, and he looked at her. “Let’s go see what Nobunaga needs us for.” He said as he held out his hand for her to take and so they left his manor and made their way to the meeting hall where everyone waited.

[ikeromantic]

Snowglobe

Ikemen Advent prompt featuring Mitsuhide! approx. 500 words.

Mitsuhide ached. Every muscle, every bone, felt weary. He bypassed the main gate to Azuchi castle and came in one of the secret entrances he used when he did not want to be seen. His intention was to report directly to Nobunaga and then retire to his mansion to rest. But his stealthy travel through the castle stopped when he heard music and laughter.

He turned from his path, following the joyful sounds. A short walk led him to a window overlooking the Azuchi palace gardens. There, he spotted his fellow warlords, vassals, and the chatelaine. 

She was throwing snowballs at Nobunaga from behind a low wall of snow. Hideyoshi was attempting a flanking maneuver but Ieyasu held the side. Mitsunari crouched nearby, rolling an arsenal of differently sized snowballs for strategic attacks.

More snow continued to fall, floating gently through the evening sky and landing on the playful group. The scene reminded Mitsuhide of something the chatelaine had told him about. A decorative thing, with carved or cast figures enclosed in glass, filled with water and tiny glittering flecks that would fall over and around them. A snowglobe.

He thought it was a foolish thing when she’d described it. A wonder, yes, but a waste of effort as well. But now the thought made him melancholy. He stood here, in the walkway. Inside the castle, but outside the scene. Beyond the warm circle of friendship and love. 

One of the trees had been decorated with ribbon, ropes of porcelain beads, and small, shiny baubles. It shook as one of Nobunaga’s missiles splatted against the evergreen branches. 

The chatelaine shot up, eyes wide as several decorations fell into the snow. “Oh no! Look what you-”

Her shout was cut off by a second snowball. It hit her in the forehead and burst on impact, coating her in a dusting of cold snow. Hideyoshi was at her side in an instant.

“Are you alright,” he asked, his hands atop her shoulders, inspecting her. 

Ieyasu shouted. “What were you thinking? You aimed at her face!” 

Nobunaga had the grace to look abashed, though still triumphant. “I didn’t know the fireball would stand up just then.”

Even Hideyoshi did not buy that answer, but he was too busy cooing over the chatelaine to disagree. She was looking up at him with trust and adoration, reassuring him that she was fine, that it was fine. 

Mitsuhide felt his heart twist in his chest, a tight, hot, needle-sharp jab of jealousy. She never turned such a look on him. Never leaned into his touch. And that was good, he told himself. Good for her. For him. 

Let them live in their snowglobe, sheltered from the darkness on the outside. Sheltered from men like him. He turned to go, but glanced back. Just once more, just to see her smile. It was one look too many. The chatelaine saw him there, in the window. Her smile widened. Her lips began to shape his name.

Mitsuhide tore himself from the view and slipped into the shadowed hall.

@candied-boys @queengiuliettafirstlady

[writingwhimsey]

Hi! For the writing prompt ask (if it is still open!) can I request Mitsuhide for “jealousy seems to be a great motivator for you” for a very spicy session? Thank you very much!!!

Thank you for the request! I hope you enjoy! Serving up some spicy and jealous Mitsuhide!

Smut is In the Air Event

Suitor: ikesen Mitsuhide

Prompt: "Jealousy seems to be a great motivator for you."

NSFW 18+ content below

Envy Leads to Pleasure

I was doing some cleaning in the castle. I could feel my face fixed in frustration. “Hey lass, what’s going on?” Masamune asked.

“It’s nothing.” I replied.

“Could it have anything to do with a certain kitsune?” Masamune asked.

I sighed. “Can all of you tell what I’m thinking just because of my face?” I asked in frustration.

Masamune just grinned. “He’s been burying himself in work lately.” He said, stepping closer to me. “It’s a shame really. Should be a crime.”

“Huh?” I asked.

Masamune was getting very close. “Neglecting such a cute lover and letting her be lonely. The work we’re doing is important, but that doesn’t change the fact that you need attention too, lass.”

“I can’t complain.” I replied. “He makes time for me when he can.” Yes, I wished we could have more time together.

Masamune’s fingers soon found their way beneath my chin, turning my gaze to meet his one blue eye. A smirk came to his face. “You know, you could always take me as a lover. I wouldn’t let you be lonely like this.”

I felt my cheeks redden. “Uh…Masamune…” What was he thinking?! I lifted my hands to push against his chest, but Masamune wasn’t budging.

“I think that is quite enough from you.”

The next thing I knew, two familiar arms were wrapping around me from behind and pulling me out of Masamune’s grip. I turned my head to look up at my love. “Mitsuhide…”

Masamune grinned. “About time you show up.” He said. He then looked at me, giving me a wink… though could a guy with one eye technically wink?

“You touch her again and your eye won’t be the only thing you’re missing.” Mitsuhide warned, glaring at Masamune. He was then turning to me. “Come now little mouse, let’s go home.”

“Huh…o…kay.” I replied, feeling confused by what was going on.

Mitsuhide led me from Azuchi castle and to his own palace, his arm around my waist the entire time. His pace was hurried and his steps were clearly agitated. “Mitsuhide…?”

“I’ll explain when we get home.” Mitsuhide replied.

We soon reached Mitsuhide’s palace and he made a beeline for our room. As soon as he shut the door behind him, Mitsuhide was pushing me up against the wall and his lips were on mine in a hungry kiss.

“Mmmnh…Mitsu…hide…” I moaned between kisses.

“Have I been neglecting you?” Mitsuhide asked as he began to trail kisses down the side of my neck. His hands roaming over my curves and sending tingles of pleasure over my skin even through my clothes. “I have to make up for that.”

I was breathless as Mitsuhide began to delft undo the obi at my waist, my kimono spilling open. “Hmm, Mitsu…hide..” I moaned as I felt his tongue trace along the side of my neck. Slowly he began to kiss and lick along my collarbone. His long fingers roamed over my body, stroking me in my most sensitive of places.

He worked his way down the front of my body, his lips, teeth, and tongue leaving marks over my body. He reached my thighs, kissing over them before lifting and resting them on his shoulders and burying his face between my legs. That silver tongue stroked over my sensitive bud, sending shockwaves of pleasure through me.

“Hah…Mitsuhide!” I cried out as the waves of pleasure washed over me.

Mitsuhide’s tongue moved expertly over my heat, lapping at me before twisting and turning. I was sent over the edge as soon as he brought those long cool fingers into play, slipping two inside me and pumping and curling at the right moment, even as his tongue continued to twist over my clit.

I could feel my pleasure building with each stroke of his tongue and movement of his fingers. “Hgn…Mitsuhide!” I cried out as a powerful release hit me, my walls tightening around his fingers.

Mitsuhide continued his ministrations, drawing out my pleasure, until my body was coated in sweat. Slowly, he withdrew from me, licking his fingers clean before picking me up and carrying me over to our bed. Mitsuhide spent the next several hours, bringing me so much pleasure. He brought me to the pinnacle time after time, over and over again until I was a trembling mess in his arms.

I was panting as I came down from my pleasure high. “Mitsu…hide…”

Mitsuhide smiled at me, as he lifted a hand to stroke my cheek before peppering my face in kisses. “How are you feeling little mouse?” He asked, a grin on his face. 

My body was still trembling. “Good…very very good.” I replied.

“Good, now let me continue to make you feel even better…” He replied, slipping himself inside of me. “I know it seems like I’ve been neglecting you for work, but it’s only because I wanted to clear my schedule for you. I wanted to spend the next few days doing exactly this.”

I let out a moan, my body already dangerously close to overstimulation. “Mitsuhide…I…I wasn’t…”

“Shh, I know.” Mitsuhide replied, pressing a kiss to my lips. “Now, let me love you, little mouse.” His hand came beneath my chin, bringing my gaze to his. “Keep those beautiful eyes on me and only me.”

It was then that it hit me. Even though he knew I didn’t want anything from Masamune…he was still jealous. “Jealousy seems to be a great motivator for you.” I said, grinning at him.

“I have to erase every trace of any man who dares touch you from you.” He replied.

I smiled. “No one else matters to me.” I said, wrapping my arms around him. “I love you, Mitsuhide…only you.”

Mitsuhide’s cheeks seemed to be tinged pink. “As I love you, little mouse.” He was then capturing my lips in a heated kiss and continuing to bring me the pleasure that only he could.

Taglist: @zulablaise @tele86 @kisara-16

[aquagirl1978]

Can you make a headcanon for the Ikemen Sengoku guys getting jealous due to the MC like flirting with another man? Mainly, Ieyasu, Nobunaga, Masamune, Mitsuhide, Shingen and Kennyo's reactions?

Thank you for this request, anon. Hope you're having a great weekend!

IKEMEN SENGOKU HEADCANONS - JEALOUS WARLORDS (Ieyasu, Nobunaga, Masamune, Mitsuhide, Shingen, Kennyo)

Ieyasu Tokagawa

Did he notice you spending a bit too long chatting with that merchant? No, of course not - Ieyasu does not know feelings of jealousy. He sternly calls your name, stealing your attention from the merchant, reminding you of the schedule you need to adhere to. For the remainder of the shopping trip, he demands that you stay by his side so he can keep a close eye on you - there is no time to waste with worthless chatter.

Nobunaga Oda

How dare that man engage your attention, even for a fraction of a moment, during a party in Nobu's honor! He immediately calls over another servant, and asks her to take over tea service for you. Nobu sees you frown when your replacement informs you of what's going on. He waits for you to make eye contact before waving you over. To his side. Where you belong.

Masamune Date

Is that another man talking to his lass? His hand is on his sword in a gut reaction, he slows his steps down the hallway so as to not scare you by surprise. Is that your laughter he hears? His fingers tighten around the hilt of his sword, ready to bare his fangs and show this other guy who owns your heart. Masamune's face falls when he overhears the man say goodbye, his chance to fight for you love slowly walking away.

Mitsuhide Akechi

Little mouse, are you trying to get my attention by flirting with the merchant? His golden eyes glitter as he watches you discuss the different fabrics, your eyes lighting with a passion he so rarely sees outside of the bedroom. He is filled with curiosity as to what he could do in the bedroom to elicit a similar, passionate reaction from you later tonight. As soon as you are done with your purchase, Mitsuhide whispers to you that this shopping excursion is over, and it is time to return home.

Shingen Takeda

Shingen's brows furrow, his eyes darken as he watches you talk to the guest at the party. He notices your bright smile as you touch this man's arm. Confident that this is just an accidental touch, he continues to watch you as this man doesn't take his eyes off of you. Nor you he. Shingen strides over to you, a smile on his face, ready to introduce himself - as your lover. From there, he will keep a tight arm around your waist, not just to show everyone in attendance that you are spoken for, but because he just can't keep his hands off of you.

Kennyo

His eyes flicker from the flowers he is looking at - is that another man you are speaking to? He listens to you and hears the lilt in your voice - that beautiful, sweet voice that has so often comforted and calmed him, now being spoken to another man. He watched calmly as you engaged this other man in what sounded like innocent chatter. Kennyo smiled as you finished your conversation. His turn would come later that evening in the bedroom when he would make you sing his name. Over and over again.

[eventinelysplayground]

An Evening Snack

I started this fic for @lorei-writes and @wordycheeseblob wish upon an aide event with the passion prompt but I stalled half way through and just finished it recently. It's also different from the others I did for the event and not exactly what I wanted but close enough. I'm still not as comfortable with Ikesen yet but I'm getting there so it was good practice. Kyubei and Chimaki 'talk' about Mitsuhide and Mai over a snack. Pure fluff WC approx 865.

It was late at night and as always Kyubei was taking one last walk around the manor ensuring it was secure before retiring to his room for the day. As he completed the familiar routine he came to a pause at the entrance.

Is that-?

Hmm?

Is what what?

…No, it's nothing.

In truth Kyubei wasn't all that surprised to see the hairpin adorning Lady Mai's hair, in fact he had been praying he was right. Kyubei continued on his rounds, unaware he had started humming to himself until he reached his final stop at the gardens. In this spot too he found himself pausing and remembering the events of the day.

I was the one who delivered it to Lord Mitsuhide while he was imprisoned.

What?

I asked if he needed anything before he left. He said there was only one thing he absolutely had to get…I believe it was his intent to give it to you upon your return to Azuchi.

“Even though I had just been in the dungeons my heart was uplifted as soon as I saw that hairpin, and knowing that was the most important thing to him at that moment…”

Kyubei let out a long breath and was about to head back into the manor when he heard rustling in a nearby bush.

“Chimaki, have you come to visit again already? I'm afraid I have to inform you that neither the Lord or future Lady of the manor are at home right now.”

Chimaki’s tail flicked at Kyubei’s words.

“Lady of the manor.”

Sighing, Kyubei sat down on the steps and looked up into the night sky.

“My lord has always been alone in the shadows, never concerned with the consequences of the way he's chosen to live his life but now…Now he has finally found someone.”

Chimaki moved slightly towards Kyubei and sat down, looking up at him with big eyes. He laughed knowing what that meant and began to rummage around in his pocket finally pulling out a hand towel that held some rice balls.

“Is this what you're looking for?”

Chimaki let out a small chatter and her tail swished elegantly around her.

“Hehe I thought so, guess I know you pretty well now.”

Kyubei tossed one of the rice balls to Chimaki and she began to eat.

“I like to think I know Lord Mitsuhide well too, I've served him a long time after all. He’s always been passionate about the things he does, giving everything of himself in the process. So much so he doesn't even usually bother to take care of himself beyond the bare minimum. Now there is finally something he truly wants for himself, that makes him happy and is a better use for all his passion.”

Kyubei bit into his own rice ball.

“At first I wondered, just what it was he was planning with her. Never expected that it would be this, though I doubt he expected it either.”

Kyubei let out a soft chuckle and turned his attention up to the stars again.

“I worried about him, his way of life was going to end up killing him one way or another. I don't think he will be in such a hurry to sacrifice himself anymore. Did you know Chimaki, he has already declared his intent to marry her to Lord Nobunaga and Lord Hideyoshi?”

Chimaki looked up from her rice ball and blinked at Kyubei.

“I swear it's true, of course at the time he was using it as cover to keep his other deeds undiscovered or so he said anyways but as I said I know Lord Mitsuhide well.”

Kyubei gave Chimaki a cheeky smile and she seemed to smile back at him.

“His passion and kindness always come through in the end, you just need to know what to look for. I suspect Lady Mai has figured that out as well by now.”

The smile left Kyubeis face replaced by a worried frown.

“She is perfect for him, and the only one who is capable of saving Lord Mitsuhide from himself. I hate that she has to carry such a heavy burden alone…”

Kyubei sat silent for a moment then tossed his barely touched rice ball to Chimaki.

“He's so close, she's right there and all he needs to do is not let go of her.”

Kyubei sighed as he ran a hand through his hair. He closed his eyes and sat in silence for a long moment as Chimaki watched him curiously. Finally he let out another sigh before standing.

“She's survived him this long. All I need to do is have faith, right Chimaki?”

Chimaki stood stretching her front legs and letting out a small raspy bark.

“Exactly, it will all work out.”

Kyubei gave a small nod to Chimaki before he walked away. Chimaki watched and waited until Kyubei was gone and then she laughed while shaking her head.

Of course it will all work out silly man!

A sadly sweet smile flashed across Chimaki's face brought on by something she left unspoken.

We kitsune take care of our own after all, even if this one does happen to be human.