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The first person to see her smile. What greater honor could there be to one as lovestruck as myself? To be the very reason of it, as she was for mine in this moment, it all felt like a dream. A perfect dream that I never wanted to end.

"That first smile of yours will mean everything to me, Katsumi-chan."

I knew seeing her smile would bring me greater joy than just about anything, although I just wasn't sure how much until it actually happened. I would exhaust every fiber of my being if that was what it took to make her smile. This girl in my arms, I felt like she deserved it, she deserved to be happy.

Feeling Katsumi's lips and tongue beneath my jaw would cause me to let out a soft but audible moan. It had caught me by surprise, and to feel her tongue on my skin brought so many joys. I would hold her tighter, and my hand would come from her waist down to her (uninjured) leg, slowly running back and forth playfully caressing her.

I did not want to sleep. I did not want day to come. I just wanted to be in this moment forever.

My mother was murdered when I was just 2 years old. I could see the face of my oldest brother Hidenori hiding me, a smile on his face telling me everything would be okay. He was the reason I was still alive, and yet... I had no idea what had become of him and Hideyasu. My father had come home to my mother, slaughtered on the floor like a pig. For once in his life, he had stopped sucking up to the nobles and took responsibility. He was extremely harsh on me as I grew up, and he always practiced his technique with the sword until his tragic injury one day, at which point he pushed for me to practice instead. Now that I was thinking back on it, I feel like he wanted me to be able to protect myself should the time come... I never felt love from my father, but maybe someday I would return to Owari to apologize to him.

A reason to live? It was an expected question after everything, maybe he was trying to find something for himself. Nevertheless, I knew what mine was.

"I was wandering around without a reason for quite some time." My hand would come up and I would place it on Katsumi's shoulder. "Until I met... him, just days ago. Now there is a bond that I feel is worth living for." I was still trying to get used to calling Katsumi a guy, not wanting to betray her secret.

"There is another reason building up too... I would like to see a unified Japan, where everyone could live at peace." It was one that was forming in my head after meeting the people I had met. Especially the two here with me, I did not want to see others scare the same lives that they had. And if my brothers were alive, just how wrought with vengeance were the two of them?

Suddenly, the man pulled the arrows out and seemed to be losing his balance. I quickly ran to his side to catch him, bringing his arm over my shoulder for support so he didn't fall.

"We really need to tend to your wounds."

Though, besides trying to stop the bleeding, I wasn't sure what all was needed.

At Takehiro's angry roar, the dragon turned around with a shocked expression, letting out a sort of yelp. It began to run away, screaming like a terrified dog as the earth shook around us at every step it took until it was completely out of sight...

"W-what... did you just shout the dragon away?" I asked, puzzled. Suddenly, a bunch of people came out of nowhere, surrounding our carriage. They all began to bow to Takehiro, chanting.

"All hail the Dragonborn... All hail the Dragonborn..."

Words could not describe how wonderful the passion behind her kisses felt. I felt as though I could get lost in them. I wouldn't mind spending an eternity locked in this moment with Katsumi. The rest of the world seemed so insignificant whenever we kissed, it was a feeling I could get addicted to. While it was far too early to tell, I felt like being in love with Katsumi was just so... right.

As she pulled the kiss away, her words flattered me beyond belief, and once more I would smile at her. My hands would come up to wipe her tears away, and I gently held her face as I kissed her softly just once more.

"Katsumi-chan... you too, are the best thing that could have ever happened to me. To have you like this... I must be the luckiest guy alive."

My hands would reach down to grab her's from my chest, bringing it to my lips and kissing it gently before leaning my forehead to her's again. No matter how long we kept at it, my heart was still pounding in my chest, and she still had a way to take my breath away.

"It's my dream to see you smile, Katsumi-chan." My nose touched her's, closing my eyes. I left one of my hands in her's as my other arm found its way around her waist again, holding her to me.

"You're warm... I just want you close."

She was confused, but it was to be expected. I wanted to show her that her presence did a lot for me as well, that she wasn't the only one who found what she needed. I wanted to show her that every single word I spoke to her was the truth. I wanted to take away her pain and her loneliness so she could be happy. And above all else, I wanted her to smile.

"No matter what smile I wear on my face, I've always been alone... I just wasn't sure what was missing, not until I found you. I've been looking for a reason to fight... and I think it's you, Katsumi-chan. I will never let you be alone again."

Or... at least I wanted to be there as much as I humanly could. I knew there would be circumstances in which we would have to be separated, but I could only hope that they would not keep us apart for long. I didn't care how little I had known her by this point, I was sure the future would allow us to get closer. I was sure that in a world of turmoil, there was a happy life waiting for us somewhere. We were a classic tale of young love, and I hoped that this fire between us would always burn.

Her sudden kiss would take me by surprise, but I didn't mind at all. My eyes would shut too, and my lips would kiss her's more passionately than before. It felt wonderful to have her lips against mine, to be in her embrace like this. I would hug her tightly in return, arms still around her waist. We still had many long hours of the night to ourselves.

I, and even the horse, heard Takehiro's question and took it to mind, as the horse had suddenly stopped moving and stood completely still. It had this look on its face and seemed as as ready to get the hell out of here as we were.

The dragon looked at our direction for a moment before turning around. Maybe it's vision was based on movement? Or... maybe it was just mooning us like an asshole.

[[ You called me Valo... xD WRONG BOARD, MAN. ]]

Before I could speak, I heard a nerve-wrecking roar from above us. Hesitantly, I looked upwards, seeing a giant... something, flying above us before crash landing in a clearing directly where we were headed. It stood up on two legs and expanded its wings to their full length, turning around to look directly at us.

"... I fucking hate you right now."

The desire to protect, and the ability to protect. Yukimura was right about them being different. As I wandered, I learned more about the land, but it did not allow me to hone my skills as I needed. I simply did not seek battle, but my pacifistic nature would get in the way of protecting what I held dear.

"My goal... talking with you, Sanada-san, I believe it is to become strong enough to protect everything. And yet... I am not sure how I can hone my skills. If I could train my body, my soul, my blade, I could possibly someday achieve that goal. But I am merely a wanderer with no destination."

I was ridiculed by many for my sakabato, but before this, I was wielding a regular katana in reverse. It threw my form off, but it got the job done. I wondered what Yukimura thought of my weapon, or if he thought my inability to kill someone was pathetic, but he did not seem the type.

"Sadly, my technique is more self-taught than refined."

Yukimura seemed very similar to myself in motivation. Fighting to protect what was dear to him. I smiled upon hearing his answer.

"Then it seems we are not so different, Sanada-san."

I looked away again though, eyes focusing on my weapon. I felt there was a huge difference between the two of us though. While we both wanted to search for something more, I felt as though Yukimura actually possessed the strength to protect that which he loved. Strength was something I felt lacking in.

"However... I do not think I am nearly so strong as you. I want to protect her, and yet... I feel like strength is not something I readily possess. I wish to get stronger, Sanada-san."

An advantage? I liked how he thought, at least. I would merely nod, following him out of the tavern, keeping my guard up just in case we would be assaulted before we thought. Luckily, no such thing happened upon our exit.

Outside, I would take a look around, taking note of the various buildings around us. There wasn't too many, but there were a couple of ones with some height to them, some looked like they had easily scalable rooftops.

"Hmm... should we take to higher ground?"

Something I'm fighting for? For some time, what guided my actions was living another's dream. But someone I want to protect... I wanted to protect Katsumi. But was she what could be keeping me going, my whole reason to fight? I wasn't sure. I had no idea how to answer Sanada's question. I looked at the ground, thinking for a moment.

"I... there is someone I care for. I have not known her for long, but her safety is my utmost concern..."

I couldn't wander too far from her as a result. But nevertheless, I did have my own reasons to be wandering. I did not want to just sit around and let things pass me by, I needed to know what was going to happen in this country.

"I am honored that you would compare me to your brother, Sanada-san." I bowed again out of respect. "May I ask, is there a reason that you are fighting?"

[[ Whooooops. Should've been a little more clear about that, sorry. He basically wearing typical ronin stuff so the robe with nothing underneath, hakama, etc. The half-naked lower body thing helps a bit too. xD -dodges grenade, crawling away from you and crying in fear-;n; ]]

As her tongue danced along with mine, it left me with the greatest sensation. Words could not describe how good it felt (though that was probably a good indication of it). My tongue would brush against her's just a little bit more roughly, my hand gripping the back of her hair a little tighter. Every fiber of my being begged for her, screamed to be with her. I couldn't get enough of her. I felt like I had to have her.

A smile would form on my lips as she brought her hand to my chest, and I would let out a soft moan against her lips, breathing harder as I kissed her with more passion. Unconsciously, my other hand would find its way down to her exposed legs. My fingers would slowly run along her uninjured leg, and soon I found myself caressing her thigh. I made sure to avoid her inner thigh, as I did not want to overstep any boundaries accidentally, and yet, part of me wanted things to progress even further still.

I was overcome with lust, and it wasn't easy to fight. And yet, I still saw Katsumi as more than just an object of lust. I felt that she could become my everything, in time.