"Stop where you are, Battousai!" What the hell? Who would know-?
Kenshin turned towards the voice, doing his best to enforce his innocent wanderer look even when he was beyond nervous. Behind him a young woman stood regally, hands gripping a gleaming sword with sure practice and leveling it at him.
And for one, heart stopping moment, Kenshin Himura could have sworn that his beloved stood there. Tomoe's image superimposed itself over this strangers, angry and katana held out, ready to slay the evil that took the form of her husband. She lunged at him, just as she had centuries ago, and violet eyes widened at the sword point drawing nearer to his heart.
But then the moment was over, and it was just this girl who looked nothing like his long dead wife. They differed greatly in appearance, even in manner if what he had seen so far was true always. Kenshin let out a soft confused noise, turning fully to face the dark haired girl. Sharp blue eyes darted to the katana at his waist, and a surprised vampire had to restock what he knew.
Not some girl. A hunter.
"This one is sorry." Kenshin said to her. "But this one does not know what you are talking about, that he does not." Ignorance was the best policy, in his opinion. It generally worked very well.
"Don't play coy with me, Battousai. You've been running around killing with that sword of yours, claiming to have been a student of my Father's. Well, you won't get away from me. Prepare yourself!" Ha, Kenshin thought, even as he watched the girl lunge at him, so naive they are these days, announcing their attacks so.
"Ah!" Kenshin cried out, staggering to the side in surprise so that the sword thrust just barely grazed him. "This one has slain no one with his sword, that he has not!" He tried to reason with her. She swiped at him again, and this time Kenshin had to jump back. He landed on a box, which collapsed under his weight. The girl came up and pushed her sword to his throat, eyeing him suspiciously.
"I doubt the infamous Manslayer Battousai would be so clumsy. In fact, I don't think I've ever seen a vampire fall like this before in my life."
"As this one said, he has not slain. Look," Kenshin offered his sword, careful to make no move to remove it from it's sheath himself. The metal at his throat convinced him enough not to make any aggressive moves. The hunter reached down wearily and removed the katana, gasping at the sight.
"I may not be an expert on Japanese weaponry," She commented dryly. "But I do know that the blade is definitely on the wrong side. In fact, this thing looks practically new."
"That will not slay anything, that it will not. This one is just a simple wanderer."
"You should be careful." The hunter admonished. "A vampire carrying a sword in these times is sure to draw suspicion. And stay out of my way." Just then, a person screamed. The hunter turned sharply towards the noise, dropped his sword, and took off running.
Kenshin let out a surprised noise, before a pale hand shot out to grab it before it hit the ground. The red-head then calmly re-sheathed his reverse-blade sword, and looked to the side after the dark-haired girl.
And smiled.
Revised version of this story. The other one started in the middle and was far too confusing. So here this is. I hope that this is better liked.
TS