Old Memories for a Forgotten Past

[Tsuki (Ancient One)]

Old Memories of a Forgotten Past

By 666akatsuki

Chapter One: Encounter
(At this point Yamato is 10 and Techi is 8)

The heavy breathing sounds of an exhausted child filled his ears, it was his own breathing and it thundered loudly which each step. Techi was near to collapsing but his fear drove him on as he continued to flee the gang of six boys that chased after him. They wanted to hurt him since he had stolen some bread from their supply within their gang hideout. Techi turned a corner to sprint down a side street but he tripped over a crack in the road and smashed his face into the dirt. He whimpered to himself as he lifted his head but the heavy foot of the gang leader, Kubo, collided against the back of his skull and squashed Techi back into the mud. “You stole our food jerk, now you’re gonna pay with your life.” Kubo hissed as he gestured for the other five boys to attack. The group kicked and punched the younger boy, drawing blood and breaking Techi’s right arm. Techi screamed and begged for mercy but the boys didn’t listen or care. They wanted Techi dead and they would do anything to achieve their goal.


Yamato strolled down the street, whistling to himself as always. He suddenly heard the cries of a young boy coming from a nearby alleyway. Yamato ran to see what was going on and he spotted a younger boy being ganged up upon. “HEY! Get away from him!” Yamato yelled, taking the attention of the gang but the gang were swift to return to beating Techi. Yamato gritted his teeth and he charged into the group, biting Kubo on the arm then throwing punch after punch into the other boys. The gang turned upon Yamato but he refused to give in and soon he proved his strength as the boys scattered like lowly dogs down the street. Kubo paused and glared at Yamato over his shoulder, cursing him forever. Kubo then fled to regroup, his fight lost.


Yamato grinned as he stood tall but he suddenly dropped to the ground and laid on his side, panting and coughing up blood. He may have won but not without a heavy cost. He gulped down his own blood but he felt too weak to get back on his feet. Techi wiped his tears away, he was badly beaten and he held his arm in grave pain. He turned and looked at the boy who had saved his life. “Thank you so much... I’m Yua, Techi.” He spoke, his voice weak and low but he smiled at the other boy. Yamato lifted his head and looked at Techi and smiled back at him. “I’m Kuan, Yamato. I’m just glad you’re safe.” He replied as he rested himself again, coughing heavily and sharply. Techi crawled over to Yamato and cuddled up against his body for warmth and comfort, he seemed to cry tears of blood which broke Yamato’s heart but he knew that the gang wouldn’t dare return. Yamato wrapped an arm around Techi and held him close, smiling softly at him.


“Yamato! Where are you boy?!” Cried a distressed merchant as he patrolled the streets, already midnight had passed and there was no sign of his son anywhere. He suddenly turned down an alleyway and he spotted his son with another boy, the two of them were lying in the mud, motionless. The merchant knelt down next to the boys, stroking his son’s head. Tears rolled down his cheeks and believed that Yamato was dead. “Fa... ther...” Came a weak whisper and Yamato raised his head, the merchant burst out into tears of joy as he pulled his son close. “I thought I had lost you... never run off like that again.” He whined loudly, cuddling Yamato tightly. Techi stirred from his sleep and looked at the man holding Yamato. Techi got to his feet and followed the merchant but the man simply ignored him. Yamato was returned home and given to the maids so he could be treated. The merchant sighed as he stood at the door, he sensed someone behind him and he spun about on the ball of his heel only to see Techi. “A street kid... You were with Yamato. What’s your name sonny?” He asked and started to believe that Techi had been the one who attacked Yamato. “I’m Techi; Yamato saved me from a gang of boys who wanted to kill me.” He replied as he winced in pain from his wounds. The merchant sighed softly and ruffled Techi’s short white hair. “Come in boy, let’s clean you up.” He spoke as he guided Techi inside to be patched up.


A month passed and soon both Yamato and Techi were fully recovered. Yamato had been delighted to hear that Techi would be living with them as his new brother. Yamato was very overjoyed by such news and took it seriously in order to protect Techi. Wherever Techi went, Yamato was swift to follow. Techi eventually settled in nicely and became well known as a very polite and caring boy among the higher ranked families of the rich and famous. Techi sat upon the stone bench in the garden under a cherry blossom tree; Yamato appeared out of the long grass and jumped on him. “RWAR! I’m a big scary tiger!” Yamato blurted as he tickled Techi, the younger male wriggled about and laughed loudly, enjoying Yamato’s games. “Can I be the tiger this time?” Techi begged and Yamato nodded, Yamato took some charcoal and drew strips on Techi’s face. “There, now you’re the big scary tiger.” Yamato yipped, pleased to see that Techi was thrilled with Yamato’s art. Techi tackled Yamato and brought the older brother to the ground and began to tickle him insanely. “Boys, come in. There’s someone I want you to meet.” Called their father, the boys sprinted back into the house but were stopped by their dad. “What have you two been doing?” He questioned as he started to wipe their faces and hands. “Filthy little rascals you are. There, now go through to the living room and say hello to your oldest brother.” The merchant spoke as he disappeared off to fetch some tea.


Yamato and Techi giggled loudly as they darted into the room where a man dressed in the finest blue silks sat upon the tiger skin chair. The man raised an eyebrow at the over-excited orphans, he truly didn’t accept them as brothers but only as trash that his father found on the street. “Quit acting like idiots and sit down.” He hissed and the two boys sulked back before sitting on the couch, they bowed their heads towards their older brother. “Brother Kyo, what’s it like to fight under Cao Cao?” Yamato squeaked, he had always found the art of war an interesting thing and he had always looked up to Cao Cao. Kyo rolled his eyes and rested his chin upon the palm of his hand. “Things are fine, but I suggest you refer to Cao Cao as Lord Cao Cao otherwise I’ll kill you for such language.” Kyo snarled in reply but Yamato merely nodded and grinned and couldn’t care less if his brother hated him. Kyo grumbled and got onto his feet then walked over to the brothers, he grabbed Techi by the throat and rolled his head around to get a good look at the latest addition to the family. He grinned as he released the terrified boy, stroking the side of his face and looking at him in such a way that struck fear into Techi’s heart. Kyo smirked as he walked away from the brothers and returned to his seat, gazing at Techi.


The father entered the room and he smiled at his three sons despite only one being of his blood. “Supper will be ready soon. I’m afraid that Kyo will have to share your room Techi unless Yamato wants to give up his room for his older brother?” He spoke but Kyo got to his feet and smiled sweetly at his father whilst approaching Techi. He placed a gentle hand upon Techi’s white hair and ruffled it slightly. “I’m certain my youngest brother won’t mind me staying in his room, I wouldn’t want to be a bother to Yamato.” He spoke, his father nodded but Techi was on the verge of crying but he felt the threatening clutch of Kyo upon his hair and he knew that he had to keep silent.


The night drove on and the family had their supper and soon retired to their rooms. Kyo carefully removed his silk clothes and folded them neatly then placed them in the drawer; he put on his night trousers and slyly watched Techi over his shoulder. The sight of the young boy made him excited, Techi was nothing like Yamato. Kyo stretched himself out before lying upon his bed; he glanced over at Techi who was snuggled under the covers of his own bed. The house was silent and Kyo thought it was the perfect time to launch his strike. He rolled out of his bed and wandered over to Techi’s bed; softly he stroked the side of the boy’s face and stirred him from his slumber. Techi lifted his head and looked at Kyo, he lowered his body in fear and he wanted to flee. “If you tell anyone then I’ll come out to kill you.” He hissed into Techi’s ear, slowly he started to nibble upon the edge of the small ear of his younger brother. He pulled back his covers and lent over Techi, pinning him so he couldn’t escape. Tenderly he trailed his tongue across Techi’s face, tasting his prey and his hands lifted Techi up and pressed him against his body.


Yamato tossed about in his bed, he sensed that something was dearly wrong about the night. He hopped out of his bed and silently crept down the corridor to Techi’s room. He pushed the door open and looked inside. His eyes widened in horror and he let out a cry that echoed through the corridors and alerted everyone in the household that danger had been discovered. The father ran down to the open door and darted inside only to find Kyo strangling Yamato and Techi lying on the bed with blood dripping from his body. “KYO!” He yelled as he grabbed his eldest son by the hair and dragged him off of Yamato, he proceeded to beat his blood son into the floor for his crimes. “I trusted you; I disown you as my son!” The merchant roared, his voice filled with pain.


The following morning Kyo was sent out on the road to never return home ever again. Techi had made a lucky escape thanks to Yamato, he only received bruises and cuts across his body but Yamato was left under intensive care. Yamato had not woken up since the attack and his body showed no reaction to anyone or anything. Techi sat at the side of his brother’s bed and not once did he leave Yamato’s side. “Please Yammy... wake up.... please.” He whined, holding Yamato’s limp hand and dreamt of the day that Yamato would squeeze his hand. Days turned into months and soon winter blew in and enshrouded the city with a thick blanket of snow, yet Techi remained next to his brother. Their father was on the verge of ordering an archer to end Yamato’s suffering as there was no sign of improvement within the boy. Techi was also losing hope; his heart was torn and hollow and feared the day of losing his dear brother. Twice now Yamato had saved him, once from death and a second from a terrible event. Techi felt his tears rolling down his cheeks and blissfully landing upon Yamato’s face. “Wake up... please...” He whispered as he fell to his knees and buried his face into the side of the bed. Fingers interlocked with his hair and gently tugged at the white strands. Techi lifted his head and gazed in awe as Yamato touched his face. “Ya... mato.” He whined as he hugged his brother and screamed loudly causing their father to burst into the room. He ran to Yamato as the weakened boy pulled a smile at his family. “Dad... Techi...” Yamato whispered as he held onto them and refused to let go.

(End of Chapter One)

[Lewis]

Aww the ending of that chapter is so sad ;( You writing another chapter?

[Tsuki (Ancient One)]

Chapter Two: Joining the War


(Yamato is 17 and Techi is 15)

Yamato brutally polished his armour to bring out the best of the shine; he glanced over at Techi who was setting out his weapons upon his bed. “This is so exciting! We’re going to be joining the Wei army and fighting for Lord Cao Cao.” Yamato giggled and he flicked his long black hair back so it wasn’t in his eyes. Techi rolled his eyes as he knew that someone else was in the army too, someone he didn’t want to meet. “Don’t you remember Kyo, our older brother? He’ll be there too, that ugly jerk.” Techi hissed, clenching his teeth in pure rage. He had never forgotten what Kyo had tried to do to him. He sighed and stuffed a dagger into the sheath that was strapped to his left leg out of sight under his trousers. Techi wore pure white robes, the classic design for a ninja so it was silent and out of the way. He sat back and sighed loudly again before throwing a pillow at his older brother. “Hey, we need to pack, Techi; I’ll play fight once we’re finished okay.” Yamato replied, shaking his head as he threw the pillow back at the ninja. Techi whined loudly but the thought of play fighting caused him to hurry up with his packing. He stuffed his spare clothes and armour into his leather backpack and tied on his weapon’s belt. The pouch on his left side carried shuriken and the pouch on his right side carried small throwing daggers.


Yamato finished polishing his armour and he carefully laid it out on the floor so it was ready for the following morning when they were meant to leave. Other than that he was finished. Techi was eagerly balancing on the edge of his bed and was staring at Yamato with a large grin. Yamato looked back at Techi and raised an eyebrow but he smirked back at Techi, the ninja flew at Yamato and pulled the older male to the floor. Yamato flipped Techi over onto his back and grabbed him by the legs; he started to drag the ninja out of the room and down the corridor towards the stairs where he left him. “Let’s go outside so we don’t break anything like last time.” Yamato spoke as he whizzed down the steps to the main hallway and then headed out the front door. Techi grumbled as he scrambled to his feet and pursued his brother out the door into the garden. He paused and looked around, he couldn’t see Yamato anywhere then suddenly he was tackled from behind and forced to the ground. Yamato lent over him and chuckled at the shocked expression on Techi’s face. “Got you!” He mocked but the two of them fell silent and they started to gaze at each other, trapped within a strange trance. Yamato felt strange and oddly drawn to Techi. Slowly he leaned in close to Techi, their lips almost touching but the call of their father broke the trance. Yamato rolled off of Techi and looked at the merchant that walked towards them. “Are you boys fighting again?” He asked and didn’t understand the strange connection between the two boys that he had destroyed. Techi sat up and nodded, he too felt strange and trapped within a daze. “Well I was hoping you would join me for one last supper together.” The father spoke, his heart throbbing at the thought of sending both his sons to war. Both Yamato and Techi nodded in agreement, the two of them followed their father into the house and sat at the grand dining table.


The father had placed the finest tableware he had out to honour his sons, he would dearly miss them and he wanted to give them a proper good bye. Yamato ate the food that had been placed out and thanked his father for everything he had done for them. “Don’t worry, we’ll return soon to have supper again. I know Wei will win and peace will return to the lands of China.” Techi spoke as he tried to improve the mood of the place but it only brought bitter tears to the eyes of their father who knew that war didn’t work like that. Yamato frowned and he got out of his chair to hold his weeping father. “Techi’s right, we’ll return someday. I swear it on my life.” Yamato spoke as he tried to bring hope to the old man. His father sniffled and patted Yamato on the shoulder. “I have one more gift for you boys, now promise you’ll share them and you’ll get them for the night.” The father spoke, clapping his hands twice and two beautiful girls came into the room. Yamato stared at them and seemed rather interested in the youngest whereas Techi had little urge to take either. Yamato took the younger girl and guided her to his room whereas Techi was left with the leftover one. The girl dragged Techi back to his room since Techi wasn’t about to go anywhere on his own.


Yamato sat the girl upon his bed and straight away he started trailing kisses up and down her neck and face. Her hands carefully handled him and she was swiftly gaining control over the boy. She pushed Yamato onto the bed and she laid on top of him, their lips locked in combat. Suddenly she pulled away and started to slap him violently across the face. “What the heck are you doing?!” Yamato yelled but the girl only smirked as she grabbed his arms and tied them to the bed railings.


Techi heard Yamato screaming loudly but the girl he was with refused to let him go. “Please Honey; let’s have a little fun together.” The girl pouted her lower lip as she nipped at Techi’s throat. Techi wrinkled his nose and pushed the girl away then stormed out the room and sprinted down to Yamato’s room. He tried to open the door but it was jammed. “YAMATO!” He yelled at the door but he could still hear Yamato screaming inside the room. Techi backed up then charged the door and bust it down; he suddenly blushed at the scene. Techi grew angry and ended up grabbing the woman and threw her out the room with the other one. He drew a dagger and chased them from the house before returning to Yamato. He cut Yamato free from the cloth that bound his arms and legs. Yamato coiled up and whimpered in pain, his chest had been sliced open and his face was swollen from the beating. He fell silent but he shivered violently which resulted in Techi holding Yamato tightly and trying to calm the poor man down. “It’s okay, she’s gone. She won’t harm you anymore.” He whispered as he cradled the older brother in his arms.


The following morning everything had calmed down except the sudden fear of women that plagued Yamato. He had lost all trust in the opposite gender and he decided that he would be alone for the rest of his days instead. He wore his armour with pride and mounted a young mare; her hair was pure white with small black speckles that littered her body which earned her the name of ‘BlackRain’. Techi took a random stallion that would be able to survive the trek to Xu Chang for the gathering of warriors. They bid their final farewells to their father and friends of the town and they set out across the great plains.


The sun beat down upon the two boys but it wasn’t long until they became part of a greater group of young men joining the war but one boy among the group was not a welcome sight. It was Kubo but he made no trouble towards Techi or Yamato and merely ignored them. Kubo had matured since his younger days as a street thug and he no longer sought out the weak and destroyed them, he had joined the war to help protect the smaller villages from trouble. Yamato gently rubbed his wounds, they were beginning to feel sore and he wanted to rest but the group continued to push onwards without any sign of stopping. Yamato grunted and endured his suffering.


The sun reached it’s mid-day point and the grand Wei officer that had been leading the group allowed everyone to have a short break. Yamato dismounted and did what the rest of the men did; run for the nearest tree or bush. Techi sighed as he watched the other men, he was one of the few who weren’t desperate and he decided to wait so Yamato could guard their supplies. The Wei officer noticed Techi and began to approach him. “Hey kid, you seem fairly young to be going to war. Maybe you should go home and grow a little more first.” The officer sneered as he pressed a finger hard against Techi’s forehead. Techi narrowed his eyes at the man and glowered in anger at him. “I don’t care, I’m here with my brother and I’ll show you how strong I am.” He hissed but the officer mockingly laughed at him before pulling Techi from the horse and pinning him into the dirt, placing a knee between Techi’s shoulder blades to keep him down. “You’ve got some bark but you lack a good bite.” He spoke as he ruffled Techi’s hair and started pulling it harshly. Techi whimpered in pain as his head was forced back. He reached for a dagger and rammed the small blade into the foot of the officer. The man leapt back before pulling the dagger out and then grabbing Techi by the throat and holding him up high. “I’ll kill you!” He roared as he drove the dagger into Techi’s stomach and made the boy shriek in pain.


Yamato heard Techi’s cries and he ran back towards the two men. “Put my brother down!” He yelled as he tackled the officer but the officer remained standing and didn’t seem fazed by Yamato’s petty attempts of freeing Techi. Techi started to kick his legs violently at the officer’s face and eventually broke free from him. Yamato flashed his teeth and clambered upon the officer and brought him to the ground, the officer drove a punch into Yamato’s lower back and caused Yamato to go limp. Yamato gasped in pain but he couldn’t move a muscle. The officer tossed Yamato off and then turned upon Techi again, he grabbed Techi just when he turned to flee and started to wrap an arm around his throat to choke him. “I warned you boy now you’ve wasted your life...” The officer was cut off as Kubo’s fist collided with his face. The officer staggered backwards as at least ten more men drew in around him, the officer backed down and scurried off like a frightened dog. Kubo sighed and looked at Techi and Yamato. “Still getting into fights then, you’ve grown up a lot though Techi since we last met.” Kubo smiled at Techi and petted his head before turning his attention to Techi’s wound. He rolled Techi’s shirt up and pulled the dagger out before placing a bundle of bandages over the wound and placed pressure upon the hole. The other men dealt with Yamato but over all Yamato was fine, just a little shaken from the blow to the kidneys.


The chaos settled swiftly and was fast forgotten, soon enough the group was off again on their trek. Yamato and Techi made a habit of sticking close to Kubo, their old enemy was now their greatest ally but a far greater nightmare waited in Xu Chang. The days passed and eventually they had reached the capital. Waiting officers of incredible rank waited at the gates, each holding a register of the men that arrived. They recorded a range of details about each man, even down to recording the friends of each officer. The reason for this was to decide the best house-hold for each new recruit to live within and live with whom. The group was divided among other travelling groups and soon enough the group that contained Techi, Yamato and Kubo were led away by Cao Ren to the Western district of the city, just outside the palace walls. The building they were given was basic, it had two bed rooms that contained multiple beds for a large number of people, a room for storage, bathroom and area to eat within.


In total nineteen men were bunched up in the apartment. Cao Ren let the men settle and choose sleeping arrangements before giving his announcement. “Okay men, as you may have noticed there is one bed left. This is because you will be assigned a house captain of sorts. He will make sure this place is kept tidied and he will keep order among you. Your captain is Kuan, Kyo.” The name shot through Techi’s heart as if he had been struck with Death’s arrow. Kyo entered the building from behind Cao Ren; his long dark brown hair hid half of his face. His watchful eyes gazed at the recruits; he was rather disgusted at the sight. His eye suddenly caught the gleam of white hair among the crowd; he approached the man and gazed at him. “If it isn’t my dear brother, Techi. Long time no see.” Kyo whispered in his evil way, he was surprised at how beautiful Techi still was after all the years they had been apart. Yamato glowered at Kyo before pushing his way between Techi and the monster. “Touch him and I’ll...” Kyo grinned and shoved his face right into Yamato’s, cutting the man’s threat in half. “Or you’ll what? I’m your captain and you’ll obey my command.” Kyo shouted before walking away to investigate the others. Cao Ren took his leave but he could already tell that problems were going to occur.



((End of Chapter Two, took me long enough to get round to posting this.))

[Tsuki (Ancient One)]

Chapter Three: Love... Or Lust?

((Links to previous chapter, no age change.))



Techi pressed himself against the wall that ruled the left-hand side of his bed. He kept his back firmly against it and he kept a watchful eye upon the rest of the room. Yamato was in the bed next to him with Kubo just across. His friend and brother tried their best to create a solid defence for Techi as they had Kyo in the same room. The other six boys that shared the same room tried their best to take the beds closest to Techi so Kyo would be far away from him but Kyo merely threatened or beat them until they moved. Kyo had successfully taken the bed next to Yamato which caused the endless glaring match between the two of them. Yamato was determined to protect Techi, even if it was to cost him his life.


The days passed and Techi remained untouched by Kyo except by the endless gazing from a distance. Yamato never let his guard down; he knew that Kyo was trying to lull them into a false sense of security so it would be easier to take Techi. Yamato sat upon the stone bench outside with Techi next to him. They were alone in the silence of the afternoon and there had been no word upon training being scheduled upon that particular day. “Techi, I want you to be very careful for now on. Don’t ever leave my sight.” Yamato whispered suddenly and made Techi jump slightly. “Huh... okay Yamato.” He replied and he brought his feet up onto the bench and pressed his knees tightly against his chest. “Um... Yamato...” Techi whispered and he turned to look at Yamato. Yamato stared at Techi but the young male coward and was unable to say what was on his mind. “N... nothing.” Techi muttered and he buried his face into his knees. Yamato sighed and decided not to ask, Techi had been acting quite strange for a while and Yamato had learned to ignore him and not ask questions.


The hours passed and soon enough darkness was setting in so Yamato and Techi retired back to the place they now had to call home. Yamato sat with Techi in the lonely room; the others were all out celebrating another victory for the Wei kingdom. Yamato sighed and rolled over and gazed at Techi in the silence. His heart yearned but he failed to understand what exactly that it desired. He had never understood and never been able to realise why every time he gazed upon Techi that he felt such emotions. Things were peaceful but soon enough the air was broken by the wicked laugh of Kyo. The officer entered the room and slid the door shut. Yamato sat up in an alert manner and glowered at his older brother. Kyo strutted towards the two young males, his eyes set upon Techi who was backed against the wall in a fearful state. “Don’t be afraid you two, I’m only going to have a little fun.” Kyo sneered as he walked past Yamato’s bed and headed straight for Techi. Yamato’s eyes flared with rage, he launched himself at Kyo but the older male gripped upon Yamato and slammed him upon the floor face first before mounting him. “I see you have some spirit that needs to be broken!” Kyo hissed, grinning evilly to himself. His long nimble fingers caressed Yamato’s face and soon enough were wandering the boy’s body. Yamato struggled wildly beneath him but the assault continued and he was unable to escape. Techi watched helplessly from his bed as Yamato was attacked in front of him. Yamato could see that Techi was scared but at least it wasn’t Techi who was being harmed. “RUN! Run you fool!” Yamato yelled at Techi, he didn’t want Techi to be in harm’s way or to see any more of it. Techi let his tears roll down his cheeks and he jumped from bed to bed towards the door then sprinted away to find help. Kyo smirked at Yamato’s loyalty but he continued to teasingly torture Yamato and soon enough stole the innocence of his younger brother.


Techi, Kubo and the others came running back to house but by the time they had reached the bed room where the attack had taken place Kyo had disappeared. Yamato was found shivering on the floor, stripped to the flesh and badly injured and mentally scarred by what had happened. A month past and Yamato had remained but an empty shell; he never spoke and never smiled. He was hollowed and lost but Techi not once left his friend’s side; he nursed Yamato and protected him whilst Kubo and many other officers hunted Kyo relentlessly for revenge.


Techi rocked Yamato gently in his arms one cold evening as a blizzard raged outside, they were on the floor next to the wood fire and the house was left silent. Techi wept silently as usual as the empty man gazed aimlessly with dulled eyes. Techi looked down at the emotionless Yamato and whimpered. “Yamato... I’m so sorry. I should have fought; I wish I hadn’t ran... I was a coward! I was even too much of a coward to tell you how I felt about you. I love you, not as a brother but I want to be with you forever!” Techi whined as he cupped Yamato’s cheek and lifted the limp face up to plant his lips upon the dry lifeless lips of Yamato. Techi pulled back and stared at Yamato, the eyes were still dull which made Techi lose hope. “I... do too.” Came a low and very weak voice. Techi looked down and saw Yamato look at him directly, the faint glisten of watery tears in the once dulled eyes. Techi’s heart skipped a beat and he leaned down and kissed Yamato once again but only to have Yamato’s hand touch the side of his cheek, begging him not to stop.


The night went on in bliss, the power of new found love bringing life to the silent house in the middle of a cold winter. The following morning Yamato was walking and talking as if nothing had ever happened but he always had Techi bundled against his side, ready to please the older male when called. Kyo continued to roam without a trace, like a ghost upon the barren plains of Wei. Despite the months passing without any sign of Kyo the hunts still went on, the desire for the man’s head still on the tables of those close to Yamato. The relationship continued to deepen between Yamato and Techi and soon enough the year passed and they were ready for war.



((End of Chapter Three))