Rurouni Kenshin does not belong to me. Akemi, Mitsuko, Ran, however do belong to me. I know this is really short, some chapters will be like this...but I hope you enjoy anyway! Oh, and It'll get better as it goes on, I promise.
What A World
By, BurningEmber
~Chapter 1~
The spring air never felt so alive to the woman before as she laid in the grass. Sighing contently and staring at the sky that was a perfect hue of blue. She smiled as a young child called out her name.
"Mamma! Mamma!" The little red head called out to her mother.
"What is it, sweetheart?" She asked.
"Oh, nothing," She said. "But, I was wondering something…"
"And what would that be, my child?" Her mother asked her.
"Where is daddy?" She asked. Akemi looked at her daughter and bit her bottom lip.
"Daddy is…gone," She eventually spat out.
"Gone?" She asked. "But…I…"
"I'm sorry, he left one night and never came back. Yet, he left a note explaining everything," Akemi sighed. The young red head looked rather upset, almost as if she were to cry. Akemi took the young four year old in her arms and held her as she wept.
"Did he even know about me?" She asked. Akemi smiled.
"Yes, he did. He always told me how beautiful you were. How lucky he was to be able to see you before….before the Revolution. That is why he left," She explained.
"He fought for Japan?" She asked.
"The one and only," Akemi said. "He was a powerful swordsman though, that I must say." She nodded and saw swordsmen begin to walk up to Akemi. Akemi's eyes widened as she gave her daughter a kiss. "Run." The little girl looked bewildered at her mothers comment.
"Run?" She inquired.
"Yes, run and don't look back. Just do as I say. You are the daughter of Hotokiri Battousai, Kenshin Himura! Go in search of him my child! He will know who you are! Run and don't return here, I love you so much!"
"But mother…what about you?" She asked.
"Just go!" Akemi shouted as the men caught her. Her little eyes widened and hid behind a tree, watching what they would do to her mother.
"Where is he?" One asked, holding his sword to her neck. She breathed rather quickly as her heart raced.
"I don't know. It's been years now," She said.
"Don't play foolish, you know well where he is!" That same swordsman yelled. She refrained from struggling any further, seeing as it was doing her no good in doing so.
"I swear, I don't know where he is," She said, sounding as if she were to break down and cry. The swordsman showed no sympathy whatsoever as he took his sword and cut her arm, placing it back at her neck.
"I will ask you one last time, where is he?!" He yelled, causing Akemi's daughter to jump back, her violet eyes widening with fear.
'Please no…' She pleaded in her head, although her pleading thoughts would do her mother no good now as she watched her end draw closer.
"I do not know!" Akemi finally shouted, hot tears rolling down her flushed cheeks. Although the swordsman didn't believe a word of it.
"Well then, if you will not cooperate…" He said, then pressed his sword closer to her neck, slitting it. She gave her final gasps of breath as he then struck her again, thus, killing her. Akemi's daughter gasped in shock, then ran, just as she was told to. She ran as fast as she could and into another village by nightfall, where a lonely couple took her in out of pity and raised her. Akemi's daughter would never forget her mother. Nothing would ever make her forget either. She would often cry into her pillow at night as she would lay in her futon and reminisce about that dreadful day of her mother's end. She would fulfill her mothers last request and find the one that she called Kenshin.
Well, shall I continue or not? Review, please! Tell me what ya think!
What A World
By, BurningEmber
~Chapter 1~
The spring air never felt so alive to the woman before as she laid in the grass. Sighing contently and staring at the sky that was a perfect hue of blue. She smiled as a young child called out her name.
"Mamma! Mamma!" The little red head called out to her mother.
"What is it, sweetheart?" She asked.
"Oh, nothing," She said. "But, I was wondering something…"
"And what would that be, my child?" Her mother asked her.
"Where is daddy?" She asked. Akemi looked at her daughter and bit her bottom lip.
"Daddy is…gone," She eventually spat out.
"Gone?" She asked. "But…I…"
"I'm sorry, he left one night and never came back. Yet, he left a note explaining everything," Akemi sighed. The young red head looked rather upset, almost as if she were to cry. Akemi took the young four year old in her arms and held her as she wept.
"Did he even know about me?" She asked. Akemi smiled.
"Yes, he did. He always told me how beautiful you were. How lucky he was to be able to see you before….before the Revolution. That is why he left," She explained.
"He fought for Japan?" She asked.
"The one and only," Akemi said. "He was a powerful swordsman though, that I must say." She nodded and saw swordsmen begin to walk up to Akemi. Akemi's eyes widened as she gave her daughter a kiss. "Run." The little girl looked bewildered at her mothers comment.
"Run?" She inquired.
"Yes, run and don't look back. Just do as I say. You are the daughter of Hotokiri Battousai, Kenshin Himura! Go in search of him my child! He will know who you are! Run and don't return here, I love you so much!"
"But mother…what about you?" She asked.
"Just go!" Akemi shouted as the men caught her. Her little eyes widened and hid behind a tree, watching what they would do to her mother.
"Where is he?" One asked, holding his sword to her neck. She breathed rather quickly as her heart raced.
"I don't know. It's been years now," She said.
"Don't play foolish, you know well where he is!" That same swordsman yelled. She refrained from struggling any further, seeing as it was doing her no good in doing so.
"I swear, I don't know where he is," She said, sounding as if she were to break down and cry. The swordsman showed no sympathy whatsoever as he took his sword and cut her arm, placing it back at her neck.
"I will ask you one last time, where is he?!" He yelled, causing Akemi's daughter to jump back, her violet eyes widening with fear.
'Please no…' She pleaded in her head, although her pleading thoughts would do her mother no good now as she watched her end draw closer.
"I do not know!" Akemi finally shouted, hot tears rolling down her flushed cheeks. Although the swordsman didn't believe a word of it.
"Well then, if you will not cooperate…" He said, then pressed his sword closer to her neck, slitting it. She gave her final gasps of breath as he then struck her again, thus, killing her. Akemi's daughter gasped in shock, then ran, just as she was told to. She ran as fast as she could and into another village by nightfall, where a lonely couple took her in out of pity and raised her. Akemi's daughter would never forget her mother. Nothing would ever make her forget either. She would often cry into her pillow at night as she would lay in her futon and reminisce about that dreadful day of her mother's end. She would fulfill her mothers last request and find the one that she called Kenshin.
Well, shall I continue or not? Review, please! Tell me what ya think!