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So lately Walmart has been carrying a lot of DC comics hats. I've gotten quite a collection going. Took them forever to get a Batman fitted cap though.
Saw these at Toys R Us. Just had to get them. So cute!!!
Been buying these fruit snacks a lot know. I just love Phineas and Ferb. Saw the new 'Summer Belongs to You' special. The Tokyo part with Caramell Dansen and Miku vocaloid was amazing!!!!
Started writing a Basara fic based on a dream I had. I'm not too good at writing, but for some reason I had to try with this one. All my Basara thoughts have something to do with Kojuro so....yeah
must say I just love the guy #^_^#
Kojuro let out a sigh. He had been meditating for several hours. He glanced around the room. It look like any other room, but to Kojuro, it was his cell. Maybe he should consider himself lucky, most war prisoners were not treated this well. Kojuro snorted. Most war prisoners weren't lusted after by some masked lunatic either.
Kojuro looked up. Sounded like the guard was unlocking the door. "I'm coming in Katakura-kun." 'Speak of the devil' Kojuro wrly thought. Hanbei walked in with twoguards following close behind. "Katakura-kun, I hope you are doing well." Hanbei smiled as he stood in front of Kojuro. Shooting him a glare, Kojuro remained silent. "Now don't act like that. I'm only looking out for your best interest." Kojuro continued to glare.
"Well, I suppose I should let you know my reason for being here." Hanbei clasped his hands behind his back and begin to pace. "I want to offer to you one more time to willingly become a general in Hideyoshi's army." Kojurou raised one eyebrow. 'Willingly? What is that supposed to mean?' he thought.
Sitting up straighter, Kojuro took a breath and looked up at Hanbei with unmoving resolve in his eyes. "No matter how many times you ask, my answer will remain the same. This Kojuro will serve no other but Masamune-same." Hanbei closed his eyes and sighed. "Then you leave me with no other choice." Hanbei stared at Kojuro through narrowed slits. You will join us." Kojuro began to rise to his feet, suddenly feeling nervous. Though he would never show his enemy that. "Restrain him." Hanbei said, without taking his eyes off Kojuro. The two guards who had been standing silently in the background suddenly rushed forward. Kojuro tried to resist, but a swift hit to the gut had him crashing to his knees. His armor having been taken away after his first attempt to escape. Each guard grabbed an arm twisting it behind his back, immobilizing him.
Hanbei knelt down in front of Kojuro. Reaching out a hand he lifted his head up. "Don't worry Katakura-kun, I am told this will be completely painless." Kojuro jerked away from the masked-man's hand. "What are you planning, Takenaka Hanbei?" He snarled. Hanbei just smiled and stood back up. He turned to the door. "You may come in now." The sliding doors opened. Kojuro turned his head to see a man completely wrapped in bandages, sitting on a floating palanquin with eight orbs behind him. The man floated to Hanbei's side. He glanced down at Kojuro. Such empty eyes' Kojuro thought as he fought the chill that ran through his spine.
"This is the one?" THe bandanged man asked. Hanbei looked down at Kojuro. "Ah, this is him." Kojuro was beginning to lose his patience. He felt like an animal put on display. "QUIT SCREWING AROUND!!! WHAT ARE YOU PLANNING?" Hanbei smiled. "Ah, how rude of me. Katakura-kun, this is Otani Yoshitsugu. He will be assisting you in becoming one of our generals." "I've already refused."
Hanbei ignored Kojuro and glanced at Otani. "How long do you think it will take?" "How many years do you want gone?". Hanbei raised his hand to his chin in thought. "I believe about 10 years. He has been with Masamune-kun for a long time."
Kojuro frozed, his eyes widening with relization. His memories. They were going to erase his memories. His loyalty to Masamune spanned most of his adult life.
Otani looked at the shock-strucked man before him. "Hmm, seems he's realized. 10 years...and he has a strong spirit, this will take some time."
Hanbei clasped his hands behind his back and headed towards the door. "Come let me know when it is finished. I have preparations to make." Hanbei paused and glanced back at Kojuro. "I do look forward to working with you Katakura-kun." With that he left the room, the doors sliding shut behind him. Kojuro glared at the door. "Well, shall we get started?" Otani floated closer. Kojuro begin to struggle with all his strength. "Resisting will just make it harder on yourself." Otani said. He reached out a bandaged hand touched Kojuro's forehead. Kojuro could instantly feel the man invading his mind. He could do nothing as memory after memory appeared and faded away. He tried his hardest to hold on to each one, yet every attempt failed. It didn't stop him from trying over again. He would fight until the end.
Sense of time was completly lost on Kojuro. It felt as if he was reliving and losing his life at the same time. Finally a image of Masamune appeared before him. Kojuro tried to reach out to it, but as soon as he did, it begin to fade. Despair struck Kojuro, as his world faded to black. One last thought crossed his mind before he gave in to the darkness.
Masamune-sama, please forgive this Kojuro.'