The Devil & The Angel

Chapter 1: The Beautiful Night

Nobunaga was sitting on the porch of the castle, outside the courtyard, watching the night. It was a beautiful night, he had to admit. In fact, this man loved the beauty of the night and the darkness.

Nobunaga Oda was a daimyou, a lord of many lands, a lord who led a great undertaking towards a great change to Japan, it unification. 

He was known as Lord Devil King, for being considered cold and a soulless devil in battles. He did not spared any enemy, he did not spared anyone against his ideas, his goals, his dreams.

He was planning a major war to take over territories, he knew that many other daimyou were against his ideas, but he wanted to maintain his goal and achieve the unification of Japan. 

His mind seemed to be always geared to wars and battles, never to feelings. He himself had difficulty understanding certain feelings, such as love, no passion, no intense feelings between two people. 

He was also known for having many lovers, but not trusting any. By not nurturing real feelings for any woman who has ever known or gotten involved. His heart always kept cold and closed to any closer contact about love.

Some women have tried to conquer him, others feared his presence and moved away. But none had touched his heart until now.

His eyes will be fixed on the moon, so beautiful, so bright, it was a beautiful full moon that filled the night sky. Then a small sound and his vision changed direction, he saw a silhouette of a woman. A faint smile of irony sprang to his lips. Who was she? What would she do in the courtyard of his castle?

Nobunaga lifted the sake glass as if offering to that figure in the darkness, but illuminated by the brightness of that splendorous moon.

The girl approached slowly, her eyes timidly looking at the sake and then at Nobunaga.

"I would love to forget about some things. Sake sounds perfect if you would not mind sharing....."

Nobunaga smiled charmingly. 

"No, I like a nice company, especially when you're a beautiful lady. I'm sure a good sake can help you relax. Would you like to follow me to my room?"  

"Your tongue speaks more sweetly than any sake can taste. I'm worried if I can trust you enough to follow you to your room. Can I? Trust you?" the girl said.

Nobunaga smirked. 

"What you think I can do?" he looked at her with a look full of cunning. 

"I'm not my word that not going to do anything. but .... i'll do just what let me." 

He involved an arm in her waist and pulled to close, bringing her face to close. He looked within her eyes with his eyes cold. 

"Do you have afraid to me?"

Anything she might've said disappears in a gasp, and she feels nearly every inch of him against her, but she meets his gaze head on.

"You're the most powerful man in Japan, and you've just shown me how easily you can take what /you/ want. I think /you/ should be the one to tell me if I should be afraid."

Nobunaga smirked, holding her close to his body and touched her cheek softly. 

"Don't be afraid ... I said I won't do anything that I don't allowed by you." 

He said looking into her eyes. "Come, I'm going to take you to my room." 

He didn't let go of her, began to walk with his arm around her waist, pulling her close.