hopefully it should be an easy read.... for most
(some names may be mis-spelled, i don't know any character in this chap. except the drunk...)
too correct spelling please review, be kind... i'll fix them
The Beginning
Kamia Dojo
kenshin tossed and turned in his bed cold sweat dripping down his face.
He strashed for several minutes rousing kauru and yahico nearby.
Nightmare
Kenshin looked around the empty Dojo feeling in the pit of his stomac, something was wrong, he turned to the soundend crashing of the back walls collapse. to his supprise the wall had been destroyed by some large round surface with the character, "Sake" written on it. he turned and ran for his life to the far wall drawing his katana flipping it mid-swing slashing the thin wall and diving into the familliar kamia yard, hhe turned long enough to see that it was a bottle, well over 100 time the size it should be...
he ran with all the speed he could muster. the chase between him and the bottle seemed to last hours intill finally he turned to see if he had gained headway and tripped ofer a sake bottle and rope.
back at the dojo
Kenshin awoke breathing heavily, heart pounding his head aching with recognition of the last image of the dream, a familiar face printed on the bottle side. but where had he seen it? he grabbed a cloth from the side of his bed and wiped his face with it. after a moment of calming himself down he rolled over and tried to get some more sleep.
Dawn, Saitou's Patrol Rout
Saitou walked around another bend on his patrol and sighed audibly,
he was not so un-used to these boring rounds but he found it a bit depressing that he hadn't seen anything interesting for the last two weeks. As he walked down the street eyes slightly closed (more than usual) he passed what he had thought a pile of trash and heard a soft grunt.
he faced the pile arching a brow slightly, he drew his sword with the scabbard on and poked the trash aside with it, and revealed and unconcise man wleeping in the gutter holding a half empty sake bottle. saitou smiled slightly the hardly noticably to a passerby and proded the man, even a drunk could bring entertainment though not much...
he heard a grunt and stated in an offical tone, "sir i must ask that... you..." the man rolled over and went back to sleep
saitou poked him again abit harder, "Sir I...!"
this time the man did not so much as move. so saitou beginning to lose his temper poked the man hard in the ribs with the scabbard, only this time the mans responce brought a great pain to his chin and made the ground rush to meet him.
as he looked up to the wild eyed man he realized his err.
Mid Morning, Kamia Dojo
"you ok kenshin," asked an only partly concerned yahico.
"really kenshin, you should do something about those nightmares you've been having," replied an annoied koaru
"huh... i didn't tell you about my nightmare.." stated kenshin dumbfounded
"it's not hard to figure out Kenshin, not many things make warriors toss and turn at night." by now koaru had taken a matter-of-fact tone kenshin disliked
"well," started kenshin, "it went like this..."
he recapped the bottle incident to the many chuckles of sano and yahico
As the story ended Sano leapt at kenshin and grabbed his arm tugging him out of the Dojo, "It's a sign, Kenshin, Good Sake today!"
End of Chapter One
depending on new reviews i may continue, if it sucks too much i'm going to abandon this story and start a new one...
bye