The Ties of Love
Hey people, this is my first fanfic so please don't flame me. This is a Battousai and Tomoe fic. No Tomoe will not die! I hope you enjoy it. There is also poetry that I wrote for this fanfic.
Chapter 1: Meeting Damage by: LieiThe damage is done
And blood is spilled
I took a life
For the sake of war
The innocence ignored
By the officials who
See only a blade
For hire and my
Soul is now stained
Also with my sword
I hide from the
Fact that I am
So young for war
Does not care about
Age or innocence it
Seeks to destroy all
Including those who fight
For a better cause
So I hide behind
A mask of indifference
And coldness so that
I can't see the
Damage I have caused.
Himura Kenshin walked through the dark and quiet streets and alleys of Kyoto. He held a black envelope containing the name of a Shinsen Gumi official and his bodyguards. Himura smiled grimly. These men all had to die; he could take no prisoners and leave none alive. He heard his quarry come into the alley. They laughed softly until he stepped into the light.
"I have come to deliver Heaven's Justice. Prepare to die." He said softly.
"It is the hitokiri!" one of the men cried out.
The guards rushed forwards in an attempt to kill the hitokiri. He cut through them easily. Now there was only the official and the last guard to deal with.
"RUN!" the official pushed the guard out of the way.
When he turned around, Himura's blade was stabbed through the older man's head. He stared in shock. Suddenly Himura yanked his katana out of the man's head. The guard had to duck swiftly so that he was not killed by Himura's next deadly attack.
"You should just give up and die peacefully." The young hitokiri said.
The guard surged forward and Himura ducked under the blade and slashed at the man's stomach. Blood spattered across the ground from the wound. The guard staggered away and turned around.
'I don't want to die. I don't want to die.' He thought.
Both of the samurai rushed forwards and as they passed each other their swords opened wounds on both of them. Himura's cheek was slashed opened and the guard had fallen to the ground from his wounds.
'I don't want to die. I can't die. I have to go back to her.'
He reached for a blossom that was near him.
"Tomo..."
Himura's sword stabbed him through the neck before he could finish his sentence. He then gently laid the blossom on the man's back.
"Oi, Battousai, what happened to your face?"
"Nothing."
"Nothing? Your face is cut. Was he a good fighter?" Iizuka asked.
"Ite. He was stubborn. He had a strong will to live." Himura said, "Please take care of this mess."
Himura disappeared into the dark shadows of the alleys and walked away. Iizuka looked down and saw the blossom on the dead man's back. He stared and wondered if Himura had left it there. He shook his head at the strange thought.
Heavenly Justice, before it had sound right but now it just seemed like a hollow excuse. Himura sighed; worrying about it would do him no good. He just wanted to get back too the inn and get the blood that was on him off. He hated the vile substance. He was always covered in it, in reality and in his nightmares. When he reached the inn he poured several buckets of water over his head in an attempt to get all the blood off him. He then went into his room and changed into a sleeping yukata. He settled down by the window and propped his katana on his shoulder and laid his wakizashi on the desk with his books. Sleep would be welcome to the tired samurai if not for the nightmares. Finally he settled down and fell into a fitful sleep troubled by nightmares.
(Outside of Kyoto)
"Nee-san, you can't go. He'll kill you!"
"Enishi, you don't understand. He killed my betrothed. I can't let him get away with that!" Tomoe said.
"But nee-san, I don't want you to go." Enishi cried.
"Enishi, I know you don't want me to go, but I have to avenge my betrotheds death." She said.
"Nee-san, nothing I say is going to make you change your mind, is it?" he asked.
Tomoe shook her head.
"Then I will have to say good-luck. Come back to us safely." Enishi said.
"Arigato, Enishi-chan. I will come back as so as possible. Tell otou-san gomen nasai for me for leaving so soon, but someone has to do something. Sayonara, Enishi-chan."
"I'm not little!"
"You will always be my little brother." Tomoe said.
"Hai, I know."
"Aishiteru, Enishi-chan. Take care of otou-san for me."
"I will."
With those last words she departed and headed for Kyoto. It took several days worth of travel but she finally made it to Kyoto. She began looking for an inn as soon as she got there because she was so tired. Suddenly she stopped short and felt her heart stop. For there in front of her was a red-haired, amber-eyed youth. He was short and delicate looking, but his eyes said other wise. His eyes said that he had seen a lot of death and had been a source of the deaths. He was so young looking that could not believe that the boy was Battousai, but the signs were not to be ignored. He also bore a scar on the left cheek, that ment something as well. She watched as he turned around slowly. Their eyes locked and then they knew that they would meet again.
So ends Chapter 1. Next time he will save Tomoe and be attacked by another assassin.
