Peace Maker Kurogane Fan Fiction ❯ The Last Samurai ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Title: The Last Samurai

Rating: MA

Characters: Maro, Okita Katsujiro

Warnings: Language and sexual situations.

Disclaimer: I do not own Peacemaker or its characters (Maro), and history owns Katsujiro. ^.^

 

 

Gemini88: This idea came from watching the episode with Kichisaburo (Souji's "clone") and Maro. I noticed the reaction between Maro and Kichi and thought about it for a while and this is what I came up with. ^_^

 

 

 

The Last Samurai

 

Maro's POV

 

I watched as the Noh dancer before showed off his talent and was only entertained for briefly. My attention was then brought forth to the old man's words, "Let's his lordship see your face." I watched closely as the man took the mask off.

 

"It can't be…" I stared at the young man in front of me. He seemed all too familiar to me. Long dark hair…violet eyes that could make death itself curl into a corner and weep. "I am Kichisaburo of Yamatoya my lord." His voice…but he died.

 

 

Flashback

 

"I'm going to be gone for a while. I hope to be back and see the birth of my son." I watched as the man I so envied for years say goodbye to his beautiful wife, his two daughters, and his unborn son. He was lucky…I was too stubborn to even think of starting a family. I smiled warmly to him as he walked back to my side and mounted his horse. "Trust me…I will be back to see my son into the world." Katsujiro was a handsome man, but one not to take lightly…he was a samurai after all.

 

We rode off towards Kyoto with our men following close behind us. "Where are we going anyway Katsu?" Katsu was his nickname from me. Such a "cute" name for a dark beauty such as he. Me in my blood red armor and he in his. Two of a kind…longing to be one. "Well the men do need their rest before the battle tomorrow…maybe a night in Shimabara is in order."

 

"Shimabara?" I questioned. A place full of whores, gangs, and gods know what else. I only nodded and looked ahead as we rode our horses, leading our men to the place of comfort.

 

Upon getting there, Katsujiro dismounted, as did I. "This seems to be the place eh Maro?" I smiled to him and walked in after him. The rest of the men went off on their on for the night leaving me and Katsu alone. The geishas were indeed lovely tonight, but Katsu was just as alluring. I watched as the women flirted with him…making my blood boil. One of the women dressed in a black and red kimono came up to me and after downing numerous cups of sake; she too became something of interest to me.

 

I knew Katsu would take one of these women tonight. After a while, I heard little of his conversation with the woman. I focused on the flower in front of me. Her face soft like rose petals and her eyes like raindrops falling from the leaves. I felt myself respond to her touch as she leaned on me to whisper in my ear, "We have a room ready in the back." I nudged her cheek lightly and took one glance back over to Katsu to find that he was gone. Apparently he went to a room as well, enjoying the comforts of his money.

 

I stood to follow the woman to the registered room. We passed the room Katsu was in. The door was open, allowing me to see in. My anger was getting to me…too much. Once in the room, I took the woman and roughly shoved her to the ground, forcing a deep kiss upon her soft lips. I pushed my hips against hers receiving a moan as her arms wrapped around my waist. I quickly removed the kimono from her writhing frame and forced another kiss. The sake, anger, and the reaction I was getting from the whore beneath me was all it took.

 

I didn't waste anytime in undressing myself and taking advantage of our already heated emotions. I thrusted deep within her getting a painful whimper from her now parched lips. I could tell from the start she was a virgin, but her first time wasn't going to be slow and steady. I fucked her hard and fast…letting out all of my anger onto her. I yanked her hair back as I heard the woman in the other room with Katsu. The woman beneath me was brought to crying out in pain and pleasure as I tried to drown out the sounds coming from the other room.

 

I was so close now…it was like a challenge. Who would last the longest…Katsu or me? I felt myself getting ever so closer to that one point. The woman was becoming more in pain now. I heard her pleas to stop, but I kept going deeper and faster. I felt her clawing my back as if to spur me on. I finally heard the scream of Katsu's whore and waited just a few more minutes longer.

 

I let out grunts of pleasure as I jerk into her several times, cumming deep into her womb. I looked down to her teary eyes and licked them dry. I collapsed on top of her and felt the sake rush to my head. I moaned as I slipped out of her and fell to her side and into sleep.

 

The next morning I awoke to find Katsu standing at the door of my room, "It's time to head out." He threw me my kimono and robes before leaving me to dress alone. I was hoping he would stay with me and talk…just his voice was soothing enough, but to have that voice speaking to you and you alone…it was almost orgasmic. I walked out of the room and found my armor ready to be placed on by the same woman who satisfied me last night. She never looked at me the whole time. Katsu and me walked out to greet out men and soon…off to battle.

 

One year has passed…

 

Katsujiro was now back at home and suffering from turburculosis. The battle had left us wounded…emotionally and physically. I had my own problems to deal with now…the old man who claims to be my right hand had brought me a young boy to me saying that he was mine. Ofcourse I took him in and raised him…even if he wasn't mine, I now had a child of my own and no longer envied Katsu.

 

It wasn't long before I received news of Katsujiro's death. It tore me apart. I had lusted for him for years…I longed to be like him; to have him like I had the whore in Shimabara. I no longer envied him…no longer envied…those words ran through my mind constantly as I tried to deny the fact that I would never see him again…

 

End Flashback

 

 

So…Katsu defeats me yet again. I smiled at the young man before me…the man who's father won the challenge and my envy once more.

 

The End

 

 

Gemini88: So yeah…reviews would be nice. ^.^ Yes I know this idea was a little off the wall…Souji having a half brother who turns out to be Kichisaburo. To bad it didn't turn out that way in the anime, but it does make you think. Why would Maro be so surprised to see Kichisaburo in the first place? And why in the hell is there a clone of Souji or at least someone who looks like him? There must be an explanation and I just gave one of my mine. ^.^ That's my imagination for ya. lol