Title: Responsibilities
Author: E_Eevee
Rated: PG-13 for language, dark themes, and violence
Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin or any related characters. They belong to their creator and affiliated companies. This is done without permission for the sole purpose of entertainment. No profit is being made. Foreword: I originally started out with a set idea, but the plot took me where it wanted. The results were some OOC, CD, alt. pairings, and AU. If you don't know what those mean you'll find out, ne?
Reviews, compliments, shameless flattery, blatant disgust, and death threats welcome.
One last thing: PLEASE do NOT review saying, "You spelled it wrong." -.-;; You still know who I'm talking about even if I don't spell his name Saitou or Saito. Saitoh is simply the first way I actually saw it spelled (first rk fanfic ever O__o) and it stuck in my mind.
Prologue
The man stood unobtrusively in the corner. A lit cigarette dangled languidly from his thin lips sending up curls of blue-gray smoke. His murky golden eyes seemed to rest somewhere off into the distance, but they flickered slightly to the left as a figure approached.
"Hey." The younger man greeted none too softly. He flipped a negligent hand towards the former.
"You have it?" He snapped shortly. It was a request, not a question. This was no time for social niceties, not that the man was much on them anyway. He could be as polite as suited his need, however, he was on his own time now. If Sanosuke didn't like it he could go play aide to someone else.
"Yeah yeah." The younger man, Sanosuke, said casually. He pulled out a plain vanilla folder. Nothing out of the ordinary, nothing to draw unwanted attention.
He handed it over then ran a hand through his unruly brown hair.
"Why are you still here?" The man growled in annoyance. He briefly flipped through the papers with his narrow eyes scanning easily. He didn't bother to look up.
He could sense, rather than see the young man flash a brilliant smile. Why he was so upbeat all the time... It was positively tiresome. Not to mention that the young man was a moron. If he used even half the energy he expelled with his unruly emotions towards something productive, like thinking maybe, he would be much further along.
"Why are you such a jerk Saitoh?" Sano mumbled unhappily when he received no more attention. He turned to stalk off. Well, as much of a stalk as a large idiot like him could manage. The results would be almost comical, if Saitoh found that sort of thing amusing. Instead he flipped through the papers one last time assuring himself that everything was in order. He didn't trust those higher up not to screw up. They had done it often enough before.
The man lingered in the dark for a few more moments before flicking the butt lightly with two fingers. The red glowing end bounced a few times across the dirty pavement before it went out. Just like the life he had been ordered to take.
Author: E_Eevee
Rated: PG-13 for language, dark themes, and violence
Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin or any related characters. They belong to their creator and affiliated companies. This is done without permission for the sole purpose of entertainment. No profit is being made. Foreword: I originally started out with a set idea, but the plot took me where it wanted. The results were some OOC, CD, alt. pairings, and AU. If you don't know what those mean you'll find out, ne?
Reviews, compliments, shameless flattery, blatant disgust, and death threats welcome.
One last thing: PLEASE do NOT review saying, "You spelled it wrong." -.-;; You still know who I'm talking about even if I don't spell his name Saitou or Saito. Saitoh is simply the first way I actually saw it spelled (first rk fanfic ever O__o) and it stuck in my mind.
Prologue
The man stood unobtrusively in the corner. A lit cigarette dangled languidly from his thin lips sending up curls of blue-gray smoke. His murky golden eyes seemed to rest somewhere off into the distance, but they flickered slightly to the left as a figure approached.
"Hey." The younger man greeted none too softly. He flipped a negligent hand towards the former.
"You have it?" He snapped shortly. It was a request, not a question. This was no time for social niceties, not that the man was much on them anyway. He could be as polite as suited his need, however, he was on his own time now. If Sanosuke didn't like it he could go play aide to someone else.
"Yeah yeah." The younger man, Sanosuke, said casually. He pulled out a plain vanilla folder. Nothing out of the ordinary, nothing to draw unwanted attention.
He handed it over then ran a hand through his unruly brown hair.
"Why are you still here?" The man growled in annoyance. He briefly flipped through the papers with his narrow eyes scanning easily. He didn't bother to look up.
He could sense, rather than see the young man flash a brilliant smile. Why he was so upbeat all the time... It was positively tiresome. Not to mention that the young man was a moron. If he used even half the energy he expelled with his unruly emotions towards something productive, like thinking maybe, he would be much further along.
"Why are you such a jerk Saitoh?" Sano mumbled unhappily when he received no more attention. He turned to stalk off. Well, as much of a stalk as a large idiot like him could manage. The results would be almost comical, if Saitoh found that sort of thing amusing. Instead he flipped through the papers one last time assuring himself that everything was in order. He didn't trust those higher up not to screw up. They had done it often enough before.
The man lingered in the dark for a few more moments before flicking the butt lightly with two fingers. The red glowing end bounced a few times across the dirty pavement before it went out. Just like the life he had been ordered to take.