Lord Ohno's mistress: Part 9
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Title: Lord Ohno’s Mistress
Author: krystalkatz
rating: pg
Length: Chaptered
Genre: Au, Angst,
Pairings: Ohno Satoshi/Ninomiya Kazunari,
Disclaimer: I only own the plot
A/N: For Gambitsfox for her birthday: D
What happened after that statement flowed around the dojo Nino would remember with near perfect clarity for the rest of his life, even though he would often try to forget it, just before the last syllable rang out the lord lifted his hand clenching it into a fist before bringing it down hard onto the princes smiling face. Miura gave a groan and then sank to the mat with a soft thud clutching at his nose and cheek. A thin trickle of blood ran out from between the stunned prince’s fingers as he looked up at him through one, half opened eye, the other closed against the pain.
“Miura…” Nino whispered his stomach churning with nerves. He was well trained and Miura was his friend but even he had no idea how he was going to smooth this over. He knelt down and carefully pulled the hands away to study the nose that had been damaged. It was already starting to swell and a nasty shade of red and light blue was forming on his cheek just below his eye. Deep down Nino thought that the cocky princeling deserved it but he knew the problems that he could brought about from this. Ohno was a hero, yes, but his family was already disgraced “Your imperial highness I believe that you should come with me… Forgive me my lord…” he said looking at Ohno who gave a grunt turning away and marching out of the dojo. Matsumoto hung around to give him a questioning, nervous look, which Nino only shook his head at, before hurrying away following their lord out.
“He hit me…” Miura muttered stupidly his voice sounding dazed and a little confused; like he couldn’t believe that it had happened, Nino pulled him to his feet and half dragged him to the space in the corner beside the almost scary looking armour. Beside it there was a small bench and a cupboard half hidden behind a scroll
“…Yes he did…” He muttered stiffly as he pushed the prince down onto the stool and then pulled a little blue and white pot from the cupboard.
“I believe that maybe I deserved it…” Miura muttered weakly his voice full of pain that Nino didn’t pity.
“You believe?” He very nearly growled only keeping his voice just on the inside of civil “You know how I feel about my overly feminine nature…”
“I do…” Miura nodded with just the barest hint of pain as Nino wiped the blood away and then applied the healing cream not being too gentle about it.
“So why did you did you say that? Do you have any idea how hard it was for my lord to allow you to join us? He is a very private person…But he agreed…Because I suggested that it was the right thing for him to do…”Nino muttered darkly as he almost punched the prince again as he rage flare up now he could guess that Miura wouldn’t punish his lord
“I did not say it to cause offence…Though my words came out before my inner sense could warn me against them…” Miura sighed weakly hissing as Nino pressed roughly into the rapidly swelling cheek as he tried to ‘help’. At any other time he would have remarked that he was amazed that Miura had any sense at all but now he was too angry and hurting for his lord who, for some inexplicable reason, he felt as if he had just betrayed. Ohno didn’t trust people, he didn’t have much reason too, but he had trusted him when he had said it would be okay and now he would be somewhere blaming himself.
“You did not mean to cause offence? But you said one of the most offensive things you could to me? And you offended my lord, the man that saved your life… I thought that when you were continuously professing to wanting to keep as your friend you would mean it…I would like to see where you did not mean to cause offence…” Nino spat putting the little lid back on the balm his eyes narrowed again “I am glad that my lord hit you before I could…”
“Nino…Please…” Miura almost whined trying to grab his hand but the consort dodged him easily slapping away his hand.
“I understand that you think of me as less of a man than you. In a small part of my heart I will not deny that some of it is true… But my lord has been teaching me…” Nino said carefully, it had only been one and a half days but he knew that he could make it better. He had never allowed himself to fail before and he would not allow this to be the first time. Not when it was making him more connected to Ohno.
“No…Please…Just listen…” Miura said grabbing his shoulders and forcing Nino to stop talking “I do not think of you as less than a man…And I am hurt that you do not know me well enough to believe that by my saying that you would be best trained as an Onna bugeisha would mean that I wished to belittle you…” Nino blinked his mouth and eyes widening at the hurt expression that was reflected in the prince’s dark eyes.
“Your imperial highness…” Nino said, suddenly feeling bad, and Miura held up his hand to silence him his eyes shooting him a look. Nino fell silent again biting at his lips as he waited for the prince to start speaking again.
“It is the opposite I assure you as I have a great respect for those ladies and the beauty and grace of their moves…The truth is, my friend, I find it difficult to imagine you to ever be capable of mastering a more masculine stance…Mostly my friend because you are more cunning and devious than most men…Your personality would suit the more tactile stance…It would prevent you from being in to close a combat and as they plan their moves more carefully your quick brain would be put to much better use…”
“When it is put like that, your imperial highness, I agree…” Ohno’s dark voice said and Nino jumped spinning around to see his lord standing against the door his arms folded across his chest fingers caressing his scar.
“My lord…” Nino gasped his heart clenching when he thought that Ohno believed it impossible for him to match the beautifully powerful movements that he did.
“Lord Ohno?” Miura said with more than a trace of surprise in his voice as he got to his feet quickly. He looked like he was about to apologise but Ohno held up his hand
“Your imperial highness, had you explained your reasoning before I would not have struck you…But you did not and then you want on to insult something…Someone of my house…I do not ask for your apology, had it been your father I would have done the same…But I will expect any punishment that you may deem to give me…”
“What…No…My lord…” Nino gasped watching in horror as Ohno dropped to his feet and lowered his head in front of Miura.
“I agree with Nino, lord Ohno…” Miura hummed slowly “And yourself… I did insult Nino and I should beg your forgiveness for that…”
“It is Kazunari that you should apologise too…” Ohno grumbled still not looking up from the mat and Miura nodded with a smile
“Yes…But first I would like to thank you…Nino is important to both me and my brother, Takumi when we heard that he had been given away to you I admit that we were both angry with our father. My father tried to ease my fears but the things that he said I could not believe…And then earlier when I talked to Nino…I could not believe him when he said that he was happy here with you…” Miura broke from his thoughtful, drawn out speech, to give a wide smile that Nino knew would have to hurt the bruises on his face but the prince didn’t seem to notice. “I became determined to…Test you…And I can say that…I can finally see why my friend would be happy here…I apologise, Nino if you thought that I betrayed you with my hurtful comment and I ask lord Ohno if I may continue here as planned for two weeks more so that I may continue to train with you… It has been a dream since even before you rescued my ‘fool life’…”
“I only did what I had too…” Ohno grumbled finally lifting his head and looking, sternly, embarrassed by the subtle praise he was getting and Nino smiled at his lord even though he was still angry at his friend test. And now it seemed that Ohno agreed that he should be trained almost as an Onna bugeisha.
“I will have Fuwa train you alongside myself” Ohno said later after the prince had left with Ohno’s promise that he could remain and Nino’s mind went white with amazement “I believe that together we would be able to think of something that will suit all of your character…”
“F-Fuwa…As is the servant, Fuwa…?” Nino breathed out in shock picturing the pretty woman, who had almost become like a mother to him, in battle. Ohno smirked slightly as his fingers automatically started brushing against the scar on his cheek.
“She is not just a pretty face…Who do you think gave me this scar…?”
TBC
A/N: I hope you liked the surprise of Onna bugeisha Fuwa-san and the scar…:D
Author: krystalkatz
rating: pg
Length: Chaptered
Genre: Au, Angst,
Pairings: Ohno Satoshi/Ninomiya Kazunari,
Disclaimer: I only own the plot
A/N: For Gambitsfox for her birthday: D
What happened after that statement flowed around the dojo Nino would remember with near perfect clarity for the rest of his life, even though he would often try to forget it, just before the last syllable rang out the lord lifted his hand clenching it into a fist before bringing it down hard onto the princes smiling face. Miura gave a groan and then sank to the mat with a soft thud clutching at his nose and cheek. A thin trickle of blood ran out from between the stunned prince’s fingers as he looked up at him through one, half opened eye, the other closed against the pain.
“Miura…” Nino whispered his stomach churning with nerves. He was well trained and Miura was his friend but even he had no idea how he was going to smooth this over. He knelt down and carefully pulled the hands away to study the nose that had been damaged. It was already starting to swell and a nasty shade of red and light blue was forming on his cheek just below his eye. Deep down Nino thought that the cocky princeling deserved it but he knew the problems that he could brought about from this. Ohno was a hero, yes, but his family was already disgraced “Your imperial highness I believe that you should come with me… Forgive me my lord…” he said looking at Ohno who gave a grunt turning away and marching out of the dojo. Matsumoto hung around to give him a questioning, nervous look, which Nino only shook his head at, before hurrying away following their lord out.
“He hit me…” Miura muttered stupidly his voice sounding dazed and a little confused; like he couldn’t believe that it had happened, Nino pulled him to his feet and half dragged him to the space in the corner beside the almost scary looking armour. Beside it there was a small bench and a cupboard half hidden behind a scroll
“…Yes he did…” He muttered stiffly as he pushed the prince down onto the stool and then pulled a little blue and white pot from the cupboard.
“I believe that maybe I deserved it…” Miura muttered weakly his voice full of pain that Nino didn’t pity.
“You believe?” He very nearly growled only keeping his voice just on the inside of civil “You know how I feel about my overly feminine nature…”
“I do…” Miura nodded with just the barest hint of pain as Nino wiped the blood away and then applied the healing cream not being too gentle about it.
“So why did you did you say that? Do you have any idea how hard it was for my lord to allow you to join us? He is a very private person…But he agreed…Because I suggested that it was the right thing for him to do…”Nino muttered darkly as he almost punched the prince again as he rage flare up now he could guess that Miura wouldn’t punish his lord
“I did not say it to cause offence…Though my words came out before my inner sense could warn me against them…” Miura sighed weakly hissing as Nino pressed roughly into the rapidly swelling cheek as he tried to ‘help’. At any other time he would have remarked that he was amazed that Miura had any sense at all but now he was too angry and hurting for his lord who, for some inexplicable reason, he felt as if he had just betrayed. Ohno didn’t trust people, he didn’t have much reason too, but he had trusted him when he had said it would be okay and now he would be somewhere blaming himself.
“You did not mean to cause offence? But you said one of the most offensive things you could to me? And you offended my lord, the man that saved your life… I thought that when you were continuously professing to wanting to keep as your friend you would mean it…I would like to see where you did not mean to cause offence…” Nino spat putting the little lid back on the balm his eyes narrowed again “I am glad that my lord hit you before I could…”
“Nino…Please…” Miura almost whined trying to grab his hand but the consort dodged him easily slapping away his hand.
“I understand that you think of me as less of a man than you. In a small part of my heart I will not deny that some of it is true… But my lord has been teaching me…” Nino said carefully, it had only been one and a half days but he knew that he could make it better. He had never allowed himself to fail before and he would not allow this to be the first time. Not when it was making him more connected to Ohno.
“No…Please…Just listen…” Miura said grabbing his shoulders and forcing Nino to stop talking “I do not think of you as less than a man…And I am hurt that you do not know me well enough to believe that by my saying that you would be best trained as an Onna bugeisha would mean that I wished to belittle you…” Nino blinked his mouth and eyes widening at the hurt expression that was reflected in the prince’s dark eyes.
“Your imperial highness…” Nino said, suddenly feeling bad, and Miura held up his hand to silence him his eyes shooting him a look. Nino fell silent again biting at his lips as he waited for the prince to start speaking again.
“It is the opposite I assure you as I have a great respect for those ladies and the beauty and grace of their moves…The truth is, my friend, I find it difficult to imagine you to ever be capable of mastering a more masculine stance…Mostly my friend because you are more cunning and devious than most men…Your personality would suit the more tactile stance…It would prevent you from being in to close a combat and as they plan their moves more carefully your quick brain would be put to much better use…”
“When it is put like that, your imperial highness, I agree…” Ohno’s dark voice said and Nino jumped spinning around to see his lord standing against the door his arms folded across his chest fingers caressing his scar.
“My lord…” Nino gasped his heart clenching when he thought that Ohno believed it impossible for him to match the beautifully powerful movements that he did.
“Lord Ohno?” Miura said with more than a trace of surprise in his voice as he got to his feet quickly. He looked like he was about to apologise but Ohno held up his hand
“Your imperial highness, had you explained your reasoning before I would not have struck you…But you did not and then you want on to insult something…Someone of my house…I do not ask for your apology, had it been your father I would have done the same…But I will expect any punishment that you may deem to give me…”
“What…No…My lord…” Nino gasped watching in horror as Ohno dropped to his feet and lowered his head in front of Miura.
“I agree with Nino, lord Ohno…” Miura hummed slowly “And yourself… I did insult Nino and I should beg your forgiveness for that…”
“It is Kazunari that you should apologise too…” Ohno grumbled still not looking up from the mat and Miura nodded with a smile
“Yes…But first I would like to thank you…Nino is important to both me and my brother, Takumi when we heard that he had been given away to you I admit that we were both angry with our father. My father tried to ease my fears but the things that he said I could not believe…And then earlier when I talked to Nino…I could not believe him when he said that he was happy here with you…” Miura broke from his thoughtful, drawn out speech, to give a wide smile that Nino knew would have to hurt the bruises on his face but the prince didn’t seem to notice. “I became determined to…Test you…And I can say that…I can finally see why my friend would be happy here…I apologise, Nino if you thought that I betrayed you with my hurtful comment and I ask lord Ohno if I may continue here as planned for two weeks more so that I may continue to train with you… It has been a dream since even before you rescued my ‘fool life’…”
“I only did what I had too…” Ohno grumbled finally lifting his head and looking, sternly, embarrassed by the subtle praise he was getting and Nino smiled at his lord even though he was still angry at his friend test. And now it seemed that Ohno agreed that he should be trained almost as an Onna bugeisha.
“I will have Fuwa train you alongside myself” Ohno said later after the prince had left with Ohno’s promise that he could remain and Nino’s mind went white with amazement “I believe that together we would be able to think of something that will suit all of your character…”
“F-Fuwa…As is the servant, Fuwa…?” Nino breathed out in shock picturing the pretty woman, who had almost become like a mother to him, in battle. Ohno smirked slightly as his fingers automatically started brushing against the scar on his cheek.
“She is not just a pretty face…Who do you think gave me this scar…?”
TBC
A/N: I hope you liked the surprise of Onna bugeisha Fuwa-san and the scar…:D