hey, it is i, the great Irish Girl Angel (a.k.a. destiny's moonlight angel), here to bring you my first
non-songfic!
disclaimer~ i don't own Rurouni Kenshin
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Heros are remembered, Legends never die
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Kenshin kneeled in the yard of the dojo in front of a basin filled with sudsy water as he scrubbed the pile
of wash floating in the tub(Kaoru's little chore-boy!). He heard the footsteps of the stranger coming down
the street before the elderly man entered the gates of the dojo. Wiping his hands, he stood to welcome the
visitor.
"Hello, welcome to our dojo, can I help you with something?" Kenshin smiled warmly at the man.
"Yes, may this old man stopped to rest his tired feet awhile. I have traveled far."
"Of course you may," Kenshin assured him.
The man walked and sat down on the porch (?) with a contented sigh. Kenshin went back to the wash (he never
quits does he?!). The old man eyed the warrior's sword and then the X shaped scar on his cheek. He smiled,
now he remembered.
"Battosai the Man Slayer," he uttered
Kenshin's head snapped up in alarm.
"I am no longer the Battosai. I have sworn never to kill again." Kenshin fought to control the urge to run
the old man through where he stood.
The man threw his head back and laughed, long and hard.
"I do not believe you. You cannot escape your past, anymore than I can. How can you say you are no longer a
bloodthirsty killer?" The man stared at him, obviously expecting a good answer.
"Because I have taken an oath that I have every intention of keeping. I use my skill to protect the innocent
now. I shall never again use my sword for evil."
"Come and sit by me Battosai. We shall talk." The man motioned beside him, indicating to the frazzeled
rurouni where to sit. When Kenshin complied, the man continued. "You do realize that there are people out
there right now who would stab you as soon as look at you. You made many enimies for yourself Battosai, many
enimies. Why do you deny who you are, the legendary killer, the Man Slayer?"
"I do not deny it, I have moved on. I will not let my past rule over me."
The man laughed again. "Wise words for one so young. Most would chose death as penance for their crimes. You
choose life. How interesting indeed."
"Cut to the point old man, what are you trying to say old one?" Kenshin's unending patince was wearing thin.
"Heros are remembered boy, legends never die. You can go on playig hero for the rest of your life, or you
can continue the legend that is the Battosai."
"I am not the Battosai. I am Kenshin. That is how I shall stay."
The mam got up and walked to the gates.
"Nice chatting with you Kenshin. Take my words to heart, Heros are remembered, Legends never die."
Kenshin watched the old man turn the corner and leave the dojo forever. Then he went back to the wash, the
man's words ringing in his ears.
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short, but i liked it. gomen, Kenshin was OOC. reviews pleez!
non-songfic!
disclaimer~ i don't own Rurouni Kenshin
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Heros are remembered, Legends never die
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Kenshin kneeled in the yard of the dojo in front of a basin filled with sudsy water as he scrubbed the pile
of wash floating in the tub(Kaoru's little chore-boy!). He heard the footsteps of the stranger coming down
the street before the elderly man entered the gates of the dojo. Wiping his hands, he stood to welcome the
visitor.
"Hello, welcome to our dojo, can I help you with something?" Kenshin smiled warmly at the man.
"Yes, may this old man stopped to rest his tired feet awhile. I have traveled far."
"Of course you may," Kenshin assured him.
The man walked and sat down on the porch (?) with a contented sigh. Kenshin went back to the wash (he never
quits does he?!). The old man eyed the warrior's sword and then the X shaped scar on his cheek. He smiled,
now he remembered.
"Battosai the Man Slayer," he uttered
Kenshin's head snapped up in alarm.
"I am no longer the Battosai. I have sworn never to kill again." Kenshin fought to control the urge to run
the old man through where he stood.
The man threw his head back and laughed, long and hard.
"I do not believe you. You cannot escape your past, anymore than I can. How can you say you are no longer a
bloodthirsty killer?" The man stared at him, obviously expecting a good answer.
"Because I have taken an oath that I have every intention of keeping. I use my skill to protect the innocent
now. I shall never again use my sword for evil."
"Come and sit by me Battosai. We shall talk." The man motioned beside him, indicating to the frazzeled
rurouni where to sit. When Kenshin complied, the man continued. "You do realize that there are people out
there right now who would stab you as soon as look at you. You made many enimies for yourself Battosai, many
enimies. Why do you deny who you are, the legendary killer, the Man Slayer?"
"I do not deny it, I have moved on. I will not let my past rule over me."
The man laughed again. "Wise words for one so young. Most would chose death as penance for their crimes. You
choose life. How interesting indeed."
"Cut to the point old man, what are you trying to say old one?" Kenshin's unending patince was wearing thin.
"Heros are remembered boy, legends never die. You can go on playig hero for the rest of your life, or you
can continue the legend that is the Battosai."
"I am not the Battosai. I am Kenshin. That is how I shall stay."
The mam got up and walked to the gates.
"Nice chatting with you Kenshin. Take my words to heart, Heros are remembered, Legends never die."
Kenshin watched the old man turn the corner and leave the dojo forever. Then he went back to the wash, the
man's words ringing in his ears.
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short, but i liked it. gomen, Kenshin was OOC. reviews pleez!