Kyoshi's Story: Chapter Four cut versionThe slaughter
WARNING: This chapter contains scenes of explicit violence!!
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Ash didn't stay in the town that night. The murder from the night before had created a ruckus and the city was on alert. Even though Kyoshi had left behind no evidence, Ash wasn't taking any chances. He headed straight for the city gate, Kyoshi and Nerra following behind. The three of them bantered softly back and forth, blending in with the crowd. Ash pretended to be intoxicated with a lady on each arm. This was one time Kyoshi didn't mind the attention. He ignored his growling stomach and played along.
They reached the city walls easily. To anyone else, they were just a few tourists having a little fun. Ash leaned his back against the wall near a shadowed corner for a moment and took Nerra's lips as a couple of guards passed by. As soon as they were gone, K
Kyoshi's Story: Chapter Three cut versionAssignment
Warning: violence; Yaoi
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The next day, both Kyoshi and Nerra acted as if nothing had happened and Ash was none the wiser. Kyoshi woke first, heading outside to do his morning forms. He needed to get his head right so that he wouldn't make a mistake that night. It irritated him that the need was even necessary. He had always been in control of his body and emotions. To have that control shaken was unforgivable to him.
He moved through his dance, the early morning sun glistening off his skin. Kyoshi closed his eyes to heighten his concentration and a light breeze lifted the hair from his face, kissing his pale skin. He lifted his arms and waved them gracefully around his body. Bare feet touched lightly on the grass, still wet with morning dew. Kira watched silently from the roof of the inn. Kyoshi lived by routine and Kira knew he'd be able to greet his master soon enough. An hour later Kyoshi's morning forms were finished and
Kyoshi's Story: Chapter Two cut versionCompany
Warning: light yaoi and sexual situations
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Ash and Kyoshi walked for a few more hours, the assassin on full alert, before stopping for a rest. Kyoshi seemed to relax, leaning against a tree with his eyes closed while Ash wandered off again. Kyoshi wondered, for the hundredth time, what Ash did when he went off alone. Ash never indulged his curiosity and Kyoshi never pressed the issue. If Ash wanted him to know, he'd tell him.
Whoever followed them, crept closer. Close enough for Kyoshi to whip around, releasing two shuriken to quiver in a tree centimeters from their follower's head.
The creature stood, dumbstruck, and stared at him. Kyoshi was taken aback. The creature confused him. At first glance, it looked to be a large cat, half a foot shorter than he himself with black spotted tan fur covering its whole body. It stood on two legs and, on closer inspection, was very much female. S
Kyoshi's Story: Chapter One cut versionA new Master
Warning: some violence, implied yaoi
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The monotony of the monastery had begun to wear on Kyoshi. He drifted through the halls like a ghost, speaking only if required. A fast learner, he spent most of his days in meditation. He began his forms early, the fluid movement of his body mesmerizing. The morning sun glistened blue on his knee-length hair as it whipped around him. His mind clear, he moved through the motions on pure instinct, his arms flowing around him. The graceful dance was deceiving. Underestimating its threat could lead to serious injury or, more often, death. Closing his eyes for better concentration with the sound of the wind his only guide, Kyoshi twirled and twisted, always landing, cat-like, on his feet.
In the middle of his meditation, a soft commotion interrupted the relative quiet of the monastery. Kyoshi s
Kyoshi's Story: Prologue cut versionPrologue
Warning: contains some violence
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Harek sighed, he and his brother had been docked for days, trying to decide if this port city was even worth the risk. It was by far, the biggest one they'd been to; probably the biggest one in Saitama. But the sea called to the veteran sailor almost as much as gold did. Staying in one place is no way for a smuggler to live and after glancing at Thorleik he knew he was not alone in his opinion. But Talos had a very specific order and their duty, or at least the fear of punishment from lord Talos, held them.
With the hold of their ship already full, this would be their last stop. After a couple of days docked at the port city of Shirataki, they decided the risks were too high and prepared to leave and head back to the mainland. They would just have to return for Talos' merchandise later.
As they were preparing to depart, they noticed a woman dressed in exquisite silk robes and carrying an infant. The