Okay, okay. This is un-beta’d and probably horrible, but whatever. BEHOLD! I’ve finally written smut. This is the first smut I’ve ever posted. It’s NSFW, and it’s a continuation of this story. I really have no idea what I’m doing. *hides under bed*
Uh, happy Cocktober?
NSFW! Don’t read if you don’t like yaoi!
(I don’t have a title)
Pairing: Hanbei/Ranmaru
Series: Samurai Warriors
Part 2/2
(I don’t have a title)
Pairing: Hanbei/Ranmaru
Series: Samurai Warriors
Part 1/2
Little Nobu/Ran fanfic idea I’ve had in my head for awhile~
Little Nobu/Ran fanfic idea I’ve had in my head for awhile~
Nobu/Ran
(Pure and unadulterated crack)
Ranmaru sighed softly. He was preparing the dinner for tonights guests. They were heavily underhanded in the kitchen as most of their army was away, and well, servants were essential for the soldiers to be at ease. Ranmaru didn’t mind helping out with lower chores of course. As Nobunaga’s own personal page, he didn’t have to do common house chores normally.
He felt tormented as all he could do was stare into his lords eyes. Somehow he found it in himself to clear his mind, this was a battlefield. Though in all the dreams, and fantasies of carnage that ran through his head, he never imagined this. For Nobunaga to be staring at him, from enemy lines.
Nobunaga felt restless, with an irritation visibly plaguing him as he continued to stare out his window. That’s what he had been doing all day, ever since the storm brewing outside had come. That wasn’t what bothered him, and he couldn’t get the doubts out of his mind as he recalled a few days earlier what had happened.
(This is what I think up when I’m bored… I’m so productive, right? .___.)
(Fixed O..o)
Nobunaga stared curiously at his young page, he was acting most unusual today. Typically Ranmaru was overflow with gentle attentiveness and charming wit, but today his head was resting listlessly against a table. He seemed to be staring out at nothing, his eyes slightly unfocused. “Ran?” Nobunaga lent forward and put his hand on the fragile boys shoulder, but that got him no response. Leaning forward with growing concern, “Ran…?” Nobunaga felt slightly anxious but Ranmaru seemed to snap out of his daze and look up at him.