I haven't seen Mulan recently, but I didn't have anything to do, so I decided to give you an update! This was a request for Chien Po, Ling, and Yao and the revealing of Mulan.

This whole thing is from Chien Po's pov because it seemed easier to just write from one person's point of view instead of skip from multiple people and therefore multiple personalities. I am out of practice and even though I hope to get better I was never good at handling multiple characters. Plus I haven't seen Mulan in ages and I'd prefer not to make up personalities when I can't remember them...

So I know everyone has waited long enough, so here it is!

Disclaimer: i do not own Mulan

Even though I had always had the ability to keep a level head through the most confusing and hard times, this was a complete shock to me, and to my war buddies as well, I knew.

It felt like betrayal, one of the things I loathed most. I knew I could not be mentally strong in the army like Yao or even Ling because I was soft. I was caring, and I helped other people, and while undeniably a good trait, not the best to have when your job is fighting and possibly killing other people- real flesh and blood beings who had feelings and-

I always needed to cut my thoughts off before I could think too deeply about my job. It was my duty to my country, and I needed to do it, even if I didn't like it. Usually I kept it under control but with Ping- or rather, Mulan's recent betrayal, my head and my thoughts were spinning out of control, though not so out of control that I couldn't keep my calm exterior.

But I truly was a soft person, and I had really bonded with Ping over the short time I'd known him. He'd always been quieter, like me, less outspoken, not so sure of himself, though now we have all realized was because a girl would have no idea on how to act like a man. But his, or her, betrayal had cut deep, even though I understood the reason why-unlike some people.

And surprisingly, it was not Yao, the one who was easily riled up, or Ling, who was a little foolish at times, but our level headed captain, Li Shang.

He was furious. And it was the concealed type of fury, the one to really be afraid of. And Captain Shang was honestly quite good at hiding his emotions, and if I was not as good at reading people as I was, I would not have realized. I doubt anyone else did.

While not the friendliest person, he seemed even more closed off now. None of us really had any idea what had gone on between Captain Shang and Ping at the camp, but it had to have been something at least a little bit important to make him like this.

I was so absorbed in my thoughts I didn't even realize Yao had started talking to me. Apparently he had not realized or not cared enough that I was not listening and was prattling on about something- and I meant that in the nicest way.

"...and I mean I kinda get why he did it but y'know he could've told us!" One thing I had noticed about Yao was that he did not like to keep feelings and thoughts bottled inside of himself as I did, and it didn't take skill in reading people to understand that. Because of this, he usually rambled about things that had already been stated or didn't make much sense.

"I mean, c'mon, I thought we were buddies!" As much as I valued Yao's friendship, I really wanted to get back to analyzing the situation in my own mind, which helped me cope.

"We've been through so much together it feels like! What happened to-"

"Fighting over the position of the king of the rock?" Ling asked slyly. However, as all our minds went back to that particular night, we all realized something very, very, bad.

Yao went bright red and muttered, "Uh oh" and I realized the embarrassment Yao would face if word of what happened got out. Ling, however, was not as smart.

"Oh my- Ohhh Yao, she saw us- but specifically you- that day when we- mmph!" Ling was talking so loud that other soldiers had started to give us wary glances. Luckily he was so flustered he couldn't get a complete sentence out before Yao grabbed him roughly and covered his mouth with a large hand.

"Shut up, knucklehead, we cannot let anyone find out about that, understand?" Yao whispered harshly.

Ling only nodded weakly.

With all of our faces significantly redder than they had been before the conversation started, we all broke off into uncomfortable silence.

Lucky for me, silences never bothered me, whether they be comfortable or uncomfortable.

I was setting back into my own thoughts when our Captain interrupted them.

"Men." His voice was quieter, though no less commanding. It had an odd tone, which puzzled me greatly. When had he shown Ping any signs of any type of affection? Would it have to be in private? What time did we have in the camp that would have allowed these private conversations?

I was once again pulled out of my thoughts as he finished his sentence. "When we get to the city, there will be no mention of- of Ping among us. I place my trust in you and hope that you will not betray it like-" He seemed to catch himself and bowed his head slightly. "That is all."

I looked around for Chi Fu for I knew he would not approve of this plan at all. He stood to the back, eyes narrowed slightly, but did not say anything. I wondered what it could have been to make his orders so much more informal, which put him in a situation where he would need to catch himself, which risked Chi Fu's wrath to stop mentions of Ping. I did not get my answers as we had entered the city.

Lost in the smells and sights, my thoughts of Ping left me until he- until she rode back into our lives a short while later.

Reviews help me! Thank you for waiting! And I'm planning a few more stories, though not in the same fandom.