Disclaimer: I'm not going to even bother writing anything here ~ Whoops. . . too late.
Oh ya, don't sue me if your name is Alex, take it as a complement.
P's Post- Please review!!!!! I don't mind flames if they have reasons with them. I won't write
another chapter if I don't get any.
Spring sunshine slowly rose over the horizon and poured through the dojo's open screens,
highlighting the faces of its four residents. Because nobody should be awake before the sun, all
of them were still sleeping, dreams of food and laundry filling their heads. Just as Kenshin was
reaching a particulary nice part of his dream (the laundry coming out of the soapy water nice and
clean), the sunlight reached his eyelids, and, with a soft curse, he left the warm futon to go
prepare breakfast. Everything was saturated with the happiness and freedom which comes with
spring.
Eventually, the scent of warm tea drew the other three people from their rooms and into the
kitchen, which became crowded with all of them and the ever-present cat. So, after grabbing as
much food as could be taken away from Yahiko, Kenshin and the others went outside to enjoy
the first day of spring.
"Kaoru-dono?" Kenshin timidly asked as he settled himself against the outer wall.
"Hai, what is it, Kenshin?" Slowly turning towards ---------
"Number four? Hello, Miss P? Are you still with us?"
Tearing my eyes away from the joyful love scene blossoming before me and up the stiff pressed
pants of Mr. ETOD (Evil Teacher Of Doom), reality hits me. I'm not in the Meji Era, not in
Japan, and most certainly not in a blossoming romance.
"I'm sorry, it seems that I don't care about hyperbolas and that I would rather be fed to a pack of
starving lions than sit here, so I don't care what the answer is."
At least, that's what I wish I'd said. Unfortunately, I'm not brave enough to tick off Mr. ETOD,
so what came out was more like "Um, wha? sorry."
At that, he just glared at me, spun around, and told the rest of the class "I'm so glad that MOST
of my students listen to me. Otherwise, I might feel like I was as much of a failure as SOME of
my students. Now, Alex, can you answer number four for Miss P, who seems to need your help."
At that, Alex promptly headed up to the blackboard and started writing down numbers and
equations, and I promptly turned back to my story, a different plot line in mind.
Spring sunshine slowly rose over the horizon and poured through the dojo's open screens,
highlighting the faces of its four residents. Because nobody should be awake before the sun, all
of them were still sleeping, dreams of food and laundry filling their heads. Just as Kenshin was
reaching a particulary nice part of his dream (the laundry coming out of the soapy water nice and
clean), the sunlight reached his eyelids, and, with a soft curse, he left the warm futon to go
prepare breakfast. Everything was saturated with the happiness and freedom which comes with
spring.
Eventually, the scent of warm tea drew the other three people from their rooms and into the
kitchen, which became crowded with all of them and the ever-present cat. So, after grabbing as
much food as could be taken away from Yahiko, Kenshin and the others went outside to enjoy
the first day of spring.
"Kaoru-dono?" Kenshin timidly asked as he settled himself against the outer wall.
"Hai, what is it, Kenshin?" Slowly turning towards him, she noticed that. . . He was
disappearing!?
"Kaoru-dono? Why are you clear?" Looking down at herself, she realized that the deck needed
cleaning. The only thing odd about this was the fact that she saw the dirt through her leg.
Looking, wide-eyed, back at Kenshin, she could barely get out a "Kenshin!!" before both of them
vanished completely, leaving the dirty porch empty.
Oh ya, don't sue me if your name is Alex, take it as a complement.
P's Post- Please review!!!!! I don't mind flames if they have reasons with them. I won't write
another chapter if I don't get any.
Spring sunshine slowly rose over the horizon and poured through the dojo's open screens,
highlighting the faces of its four residents. Because nobody should be awake before the sun, all
of them were still sleeping, dreams of food and laundry filling their heads. Just as Kenshin was
reaching a particulary nice part of his dream (the laundry coming out of the soapy water nice and
clean), the sunlight reached his eyelids, and, with a soft curse, he left the warm futon to go
prepare breakfast. Everything was saturated with the happiness and freedom which comes with
spring.
Eventually, the scent of warm tea drew the other three people from their rooms and into the
kitchen, which became crowded with all of them and the ever-present cat. So, after grabbing as
much food as could be taken away from Yahiko, Kenshin and the others went outside to enjoy
the first day of spring.
"Kaoru-dono?" Kenshin timidly asked as he settled himself against the outer wall.
"Hai, what is it, Kenshin?" Slowly turning towards ---------
"Number four? Hello, Miss P? Are you still with us?"
Tearing my eyes away from the joyful love scene blossoming before me and up the stiff pressed
pants of Mr. ETOD (Evil Teacher Of Doom), reality hits me. I'm not in the Meji Era, not in
Japan, and most certainly not in a blossoming romance.
"I'm sorry, it seems that I don't care about hyperbolas and that I would rather be fed to a pack of
starving lions than sit here, so I don't care what the answer is."
At least, that's what I wish I'd said. Unfortunately, I'm not brave enough to tick off Mr. ETOD,
so what came out was more like "Um, wha? sorry."
At that, he just glared at me, spun around, and told the rest of the class "I'm so glad that MOST
of my students listen to me. Otherwise, I might feel like I was as much of a failure as SOME of
my students. Now, Alex, can you answer number four for Miss P, who seems to need your help."
At that, Alex promptly headed up to the blackboard and started writing down numbers and
equations, and I promptly turned back to my story, a different plot line in mind.
Spring sunshine slowly rose over the horizon and poured through the dojo's open screens,
highlighting the faces of its four residents. Because nobody should be awake before the sun, all
of them were still sleeping, dreams of food and laundry filling their heads. Just as Kenshin was
reaching a particulary nice part of his dream (the laundry coming out of the soapy water nice and
clean), the sunlight reached his eyelids, and, with a soft curse, he left the warm futon to go
prepare breakfast. Everything was saturated with the happiness and freedom which comes with
spring.
Eventually, the scent of warm tea drew the other three people from their rooms and into the
kitchen, which became crowded with all of them and the ever-present cat. So, after grabbing as
much food as could be taken away from Yahiko, Kenshin and the others went outside to enjoy
the first day of spring.
"Kaoru-dono?" Kenshin timidly asked as he settled himself against the outer wall.
"Hai, what is it, Kenshin?" Slowly turning towards him, she noticed that. . . He was
disappearing!?
"Kaoru-dono? Why are you clear?" Looking down at herself, she realized that the deck needed
cleaning. The only thing odd about this was the fact that she saw the dirt through her leg.
Looking, wide-eyed, back at Kenshin, she could barely get out a "Kenshin!!" before both of them
vanished completely, leaving the dirty porch empty.