Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction ❯ Revelations ❯ Reflections ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: I have no connection to the Ronin Warriors or the Samurai Troopers. I simply wanted to write a fanfiction about them.

WARNING: This is a yaoi fanfiction.

So if you do not like that type of relationship or if you cannot handle mature situations, please do not read any farther. I will not accept any flames for this fanfic. You have been warned. Any comments or suggestions can be directed to bhollan2@hotmail.com Thanks I appreciate it.

The last couple of days had been nerve wracking to say the least. Shin sighed as he went over the events in his mind. He had only wanted to play matchmaker, so why oh why did everything have to go so horribly wrong? Shin rolled over on his mattress and contemplated the room. He knew he should go and speak to Seiji and Touma, but after everything that had happened, he didn't know what to say to the swordsman and the archer, especially if what Byakuen had said was true. Shin was afraid that Seiji would blame him for the loss of his memory, even though Seiji had only lost one particular memory as far as Shin knew. But oh what a memory to lose.

Touma for certain was going to kill him, he knew. Shin wondered briefly if the blue-haired archer has found out yet, that Seiji couldn't remember their first time together. No, he supposed not. If he had, he would have already confronted Shin about it, whether Shin had been awake or not. Groaning, Shin sat up in his bed and slipped his feet over the side. Glancing at the clock he saw the green numbers glowing faintly in the afternoon light. It was about three in the afternoon. Last night had certainly taken its toll. Running his hand through his unruly auburn hair, Shin headed out the door, intent on getting something to eat from the kitchen.

Pausing briefly at the archer and swordsman's room, he opened the door a crack to find the two still sound asleep in each other's arms. Smiling slightly, he stepped away from the room and walked to the top of the stairs. He was about to go down them, when he saw Byakuen sleeping at the foot of the stairs. Growling in frustration, Shin turned to head back to his room. He was in no mood to talk to the cat.

But Byakuen had other ideas. Lifting his head up, Byakuen regarding the rapidly departing figure. "Shin?" he called softly to the young man's mind.

Shin stopped and slowly turned back to regard the tiger with his piercing green-eyed gaze. "If you are not going to offer any help, then I don't even want to hear it Byakuen. I have enough problems to deal with right now without adding more to compound them." Shin was terse with the tiger. He knew that he should have spoken more gently, but he was tired and a migraine seemed to be developing. Rubbing his eyes, he blinked blearily down at the tiger, who had risen from his spot and was slowly approaching Shin.

"Shin. I'm sorry. I did not mean to upset you. I have come to help, if it makes you feel any better." The tiger looked up at the young man in front of him, praying that Shin would talk to him, since the boy appeared to be inclined to walk away.

Sighing, Shin sat down on the top step and reached out his hand to Byakuen, so that he could pet him. "No, I'm sorry. I had no right to be so abrupt with you. It's not your fault that this is happening. You're only trying to protect us, like you always have. So what's this help that you think you can provide?"

"Well, it's not much Shin, but I can at least make sure that Ryo understands what is going on and what you guys need to do to stay alive. I could even tell him that you and I can communicate together the same way that he and I do. That way you won't have to worry about convincing him that you can talk to tigers, and he could back you up when you confront the others. Would you like me to talk to him?" The tiger gave Shin a half-hearted smile, as much as any tiger could smile, that is.

Shin smiled gratefully, as he continued to kneed Byakuen's fur. "Yes, that would be nice Byakuen. Then, at least I will have someone to talk to about this."

Byakuen nodded his head as he stood to go get his master. "Ryo is outside practicing. I will go and talk to him. Nasutei is in the kitchen fixing you, Seiji and Touma a late breakfast, and I believe Shu is playing some game in the den, if you would like to talk to him. He has been very worried about you, you know."

Shin looked up surprised. "He has?" he asked curiously. It was obvious that Shin was quite taken with the warrior of Kongo, but he was quite unsure of Shu's feelings in the matter.

"He has. In fact he didn't leave your bedside until I came in to talk to you last night and after I left, he sort of hovered around you" stated the tiger with a slight smirk on his feline face. The tiger obviously knew way too much about the goings on in this house.

Shin blushed crimson at the tiger's implication. "You shouldn't be spying on him, you know."

Byakuen just continued to grin as he headed for the kitchen to be let out by Nasutei.

Shaking his head, Shin headed for the den in search of Shu.

Shu was playing some sort of fantasy game on their old Nintendo, but he couldn't really concentrate on it. He kept seeing Shin collapsing after the fight with the Wyvern. Shaking his head, he tried to clear the image from his mind but it persisted. Shin trying to protect Seiji as the Wyvern moved to attack him, his brow knitted in concentration. Then, crumpling to the ground, unconscious because he had used up all his strength.

Shu had never felt so helpless. Staring at the game with unfocused eyes, he stood, throwing the controller at the television with enough force that the controller busted upon impact. Grimacing when he realized what he had done, he bent over to pick up the pieces. A slight noise coming from behind him, alerted him to the presence of another in the room. Whirling around, he found Shin staring wide-eyed at him and then at the broken controller. "Shin . . ." he breathed. The broken controller fell from his suddenly limp grip.

Shin had entered the den without Shu being away of his presence and as he stood there he knew something was bothering his friend. The game was still running, but the character was sitting idly on the screen. Shu seemed lost in thought, a slight scowl on his face. Shin was just about to call to him when Shu suddenly stood, flinging the controller away from him. Surprised Shin had taken a step back, hitting the edge of the end table with his knee. Hearing his name whispered, Shin raised his green eyes to meet Shu's blue ones. "Shu, are you all right?" he asked carefully.

Shu looked surprised at Shin's question. "Of course I am fine. What made you think I wasn't?"

Shin merely raised his eyebrow as he glanced at the mangled controller on the floor by Shu's feet.

"Oh that. Well you see . . . I was losing and I guess I got angry at the game. Sorry it won't happen again." Turning quickly, he shut off the game, hoping that Shin did not see that he was in fact winning the game before it was shut off. He was just standing up from putting the game away, when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He knew immediately that it was Shin, but he did not want to face him yet. Trying to change the subject, he asked "So, how are you feeling?"

Shin let his hand drop away. Shu was avoiding him by changing the subject. He could tell that Shu had lied to him about the game, but he decided not to push the young man. Shu would tell him when he was ready. He hoped. "Oh I'm fine. Just a little tired is all. I only hope Touma and Seiji are all right."

Shu turned to look critically at his friend. Dark circles marred Shin's pale skin and his hands were shaking slightly. Grabbing Shin's hand, Shu led him to the couch. "Sit down Shin before you pass out on me. I'll go and get you something to eat. Ok?"

Shin smiled softly at Shu. His mood was as changeable as the weather. "Sure Shu. I'll wait for you here."

"Good. Be back in a minute." Shu headed for the kitchen where he knew Nasutei was making something for Shin, Seiji and Touma. Entering the kitchen, he was surprised to see the blue-haired boy at the table. His head was resting on his arms and he appeared to be asleep at the table. Nasutei was at the stove, stirring some soup that smelled almost done. "Mmmm, that smells good Nasutei."

Nasutei glanced over her shoulder at Shu. "Shhhh. I don't want to wake him up just yet" she whispered glancing at the sleeping boy at her kitchen table.

Shu nodded as he walked over to her. "How long has he been in here?"

"Not long. He just stumbled in here about ten minutes ago, and promptly fell asleep again after I told him that the soup wouldn't be done for a little while." Glancing at Shu, she asked, "do you want some Shu? I can get you a bowl."

Shu shook his head. "No, I'm not hungry Nasutei. But could you get me a bowl for Shin? He's in the den and he doesn't look real well."

Nasutei sighed. "Sure Shu, but are you sure you don't want any? You haven't eaten anything all day."

"No, just the bowl for Shin is fine." He knew she meant well, but he was just too worried about Shin to eat. Glancing over at the sleeping boy, he wondered if Touma was okay. The blue-haired boy hadn't moved a muscle since Shu came into the kitchen. Reaching out his hand, Shu gently shook Touma's shoulder. "Touma?" There was no answer from the boy. Beginning to look worried, Shu shook Touma's shoulder harder. "TOUMA!!" he said almost in the boy's ear.

Touma jerked awake with a start. Blinking blearily up at his tormentor, he mumbled, "Shu? Too early, go away." Touma promptly put his head back down on the table.

Shaking his head with relief, Shu took the bowl Nasutei offered him and walked out of the room. He had been worried when Touma did not initially respond. Weird things appeared to have been occurring in their dreams as late. He wondered if Seiji was upstairs alone. He hoped not, since those things seemed intent on getting near the blond haired boy for some reason. Pausing briefly, he wondered if he should send Touma back upstairs to check on Seiji. 'Nah. He'll be all right. Besides Byakuen would be in here making a nuisance out of himself if the Wyverns were back' he said to himself.