Authoress' note: yeah, I don't own R.K. so sue me. But this is my poem of affection for my fave bishounen, Aoshi Shinomori. Enjoy! And please review!
The Ice
There was once a shinobi
By the name of
Aoshi
Who wanted to be the strongest
Okashira in all of
Japan.
But a red-headed man
By the name of Kenshin
Tried
to wake him up from his nightmare
But Aoshi... he wouldn't even
listen.
So they had to fight,
In the middle of a
ballroom
Where both swords went flying
And some tempers
flared as well.
Kenshin almost beat him,
But Aoshi gave
him a good punch,
Which sent him to the floor,
With a
matching grimace of pain.
But Kenshin stands,
And
delivers his lines,
Which drives Aoshi mad,
And he says,
"Enough!"
So they resume their battle
With
Kenshin knocking his kodachi out of his hands
And Aoshi falling
to the floor,
But with only one thought in mind:
Kenshin, I'll be the strongest!