Hitokiri of the Bloodless Moon: Okay, well, Bloody Akiko Nagi the Insane
was grounded from the phone and from seeing friends for a whole week,
yesterday. So this fic is dedicated all to her. It is Soujiro/Misao because
I have promised to not write a totally Kenshin/Kaoru fic. That pairing is
so old it ain't even funny anymore. There really needs to be more alternate
pairings in this fandom. Anyway, please review.
Summary: Misao was kidnapped by a Ninja clan wanting to take control of the Onniwabanshuu clan. Now, it is up to a certain smiley Tenken to rescue her. [Some romance but not a whole lot in this one, maybe in the next fic]
Dedicated too Bloody Akiko Nagi the Insane (my best friend) because she got grounded. It was partly my fault so this fic is for her. (Hay, what are best friends for?)
Disclaimer: I almost forgot this. My bad! Anyway....does it LOOK like I own this wonderful piece of art? Heck no! And since it is FF.net, who really does? I really think that there should be one huge disclaimer at the top of every ff.net page. That way, if it is in bold letters too, the blood sucking lawyers ( got that from Jurassic Park) can just put their fangs away. So THERE!!!!! [Razz berry in Lawyers face]
Kyoto Ninja
Prologue: Ninja's in the Night
The night was cold, colder than a normal night in the once blood soaked city of Kyoto normally had. Clouds rolled across the surface of the sky, blocking out the shinning moon light that would have helped to lighten the streets.
Misao looked over a lamp lighted street herself, she wore a black cloak that helped to keep her warm, and also helped to hide her from any praying eyes. She jumped form one roof top to another, she made no sound as she did so, and suddenly, she jumped to the ground of an alley way. She ducked back into the shadows as several men ran down the street. They were dressed in black ninja suits with the embroidered symbol of a Sakura Tree on the right side of their chests.
The Sakura Ninja's? Misao asked herself, it was rare that the Ninja clan ever came down from their mountain hide out, and even rarer in itself that they came to Kyoto. Misao jumped to the roof and decided to follow this small group of men, or women, as it seemed fit, for one or two of the had a curvy figure and a curved chest.
The Sakura Ninja's got to a four way street, They talked in low tones, but Misao sneaked up close to hear parts of the conversation.
"You two go there...."
"We'll watch..."
"And you get the Okashira," said the leader of the gang. Misao's eyes widened at the last word. Okashira? What would they want with....then, it hit her. I'm the Okashira of the Onniwabanshuu! What would they want with me? Misao asked herself. The Sakura Ninja's then split up and Misao was alone in the shadows. She waited till she couldn't hear their footsteps before she stepped out into the soft lamp light of a lit street lamp.
"What do they want with me?" Misao asked.
"You'll find out," someone behind Misao said with a smooth voice.
Before Misao could pull out her Kunai, she felt a sharp pain on the back of her neck, and she fell into darkness.
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Hitokiri of the Bloodless Moon: Well, I am sitting here, watching YGO and helping my little sister with a book report. I gave it to her, she just finished Sadako and the Thousand Paper Cranes by Eleanor Coerr. She is only 8 years old but I thought the book looked like a good one to read even though I did not read it. After Kit (my nick name for her) gets done with her book report than we will see if we can make a paper crane. Anyway, enough about my life, what did you think of this prologue. I know it isn't too long, but, I have a rule about prologues:
Rule 1: Prologues should not be longer than 1 ½--2 pages long. (and that does not count the a/n at all)
Please review. I would be very happy if you all would.
Summary: Misao was kidnapped by a Ninja clan wanting to take control of the Onniwabanshuu clan. Now, it is up to a certain smiley Tenken to rescue her. [Some romance but not a whole lot in this one, maybe in the next fic]
Dedicated too Bloody Akiko Nagi the Insane (my best friend) because she got grounded. It was partly my fault so this fic is for her. (Hay, what are best friends for?)
Disclaimer: I almost forgot this. My bad! Anyway....does it LOOK like I own this wonderful piece of art? Heck no! And since it is FF.net, who really does? I really think that there should be one huge disclaimer at the top of every ff.net page. That way, if it is in bold letters too, the blood sucking lawyers ( got that from Jurassic Park) can just put their fangs away. So THERE!!!!! [Razz berry in Lawyers face]
Kyoto Ninja
Prologue: Ninja's in the Night
The night was cold, colder than a normal night in the once blood soaked city of Kyoto normally had. Clouds rolled across the surface of the sky, blocking out the shinning moon light that would have helped to lighten the streets.
Misao looked over a lamp lighted street herself, she wore a black cloak that helped to keep her warm, and also helped to hide her from any praying eyes. She jumped form one roof top to another, she made no sound as she did so, and suddenly, she jumped to the ground of an alley way. She ducked back into the shadows as several men ran down the street. They were dressed in black ninja suits with the embroidered symbol of a Sakura Tree on the right side of their chests.
The Sakura Ninja's? Misao asked herself, it was rare that the Ninja clan ever came down from their mountain hide out, and even rarer in itself that they came to Kyoto. Misao jumped to the roof and decided to follow this small group of men, or women, as it seemed fit, for one or two of the had a curvy figure and a curved chest.
The Sakura Ninja's got to a four way street, They talked in low tones, but Misao sneaked up close to hear parts of the conversation.
"You two go there...."
"We'll watch..."
"And you get the Okashira," said the leader of the gang. Misao's eyes widened at the last word. Okashira? What would they want with....then, it hit her. I'm the Okashira of the Onniwabanshuu! What would they want with me? Misao asked herself. The Sakura Ninja's then split up and Misao was alone in the shadows. She waited till she couldn't hear their footsteps before she stepped out into the soft lamp light of a lit street lamp.
"What do they want with me?" Misao asked.
"You'll find out," someone behind Misao said with a smooth voice.
Before Misao could pull out her Kunai, she felt a sharp pain on the back of her neck, and she fell into darkness.
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Hitokiri of the Bloodless Moon: Well, I am sitting here, watching YGO and helping my little sister with a book report. I gave it to her, she just finished Sadako and the Thousand Paper Cranes by Eleanor Coerr. She is only 8 years old but I thought the book looked like a good one to read even though I did not read it. After Kit (my nick name for her) gets done with her book report than we will see if we can make a paper crane. Anyway, enough about my life, what did you think of this prologue. I know it isn't too long, but, I have a rule about prologues:
Rule 1: Prologues should not be longer than 1 ½--2 pages long. (and that does not count the a/n at all)
Please review. I would be very happy if you all would.
