Thanks to some very helpful advice this fic has been revised and edited as of 5/24/06
Arc #6 chapter 1
This is the 6th chapter of 10...I have yet to complete...This arc takes a look at the lives of Kenshin and Kaoru's son Kenji Himura and Megumi and Sanosuke's daughter Kimora Sagara This arc explores how Kenji and Kimora are dear friends but are from two very different worlds.
Arc # 6
"The lives of Kenji Himura & Kimora Sagara"
This arc begins with the lives of Kenji Himura whose now 17 yrs old, and his child-hood friend/best friend Kimora Sagara whose now 19 yrs old. Kenji Himura is a splitting image of his father Kenshin Himura. There lies a complete resemblance from the long-fiery hair to those deep soulful blue eyes. Meanwhile Kimora Sagara was like more of a splitting image of her mother Megumi Takani-Sagara. Kimora inherited her mother's graceful figure; she had deep emerald eyes, waist length dark brown hair that flowed and fluttered like the Mejiro's bird wings. This arc takes a look at how Kenji and Kimora are dear friends but are from two very different worlds.
"Hey dad!"
"I'm leaving now!" Kenji calls.
He stepped out of the gate on to the narrow dirt path. "Okay!"
"Have a great day," Kenshin says as he walks over to the gate. "Thanks!" Kenji cries as he swings his school backpack over his broad shoulders. He began to make the continuous journey down the long narrow dirt pathway to his school.
As Kenji the quiet soul that he was walking down the dirt path; he felt something tap on his left shoulder.
"Huh!" Kenji cries as he turns around, not seeing anyone.
(I guess I'm just imaging things!")
"Hey you!" Kenji glances over to his right side.
"Kimora!"
"You silly girl!"
"Me silly I think not!" Kimora whines innocently.
"What are you doing up this early?"
"It's only half past nine,"
"Like I said what are you doing up this early?"
"Oh you're so funny!"
"Can I not walk my dear best friend to school,"
"I mean after all you did the same for me too," "I suppose," Kenji replies.
The pair continues to walk amongst the dirt path.
"What are you up to?" Kenji asks suspiciously.
"Why do I always have to be up to something?"
"Look I'm just asking okay, you're not exactly an early bird!"
"Well, I guess you know me better than I thought!"
"How can I not. You are my dearest friend!"
"Oh, Kenji you're so sweet!" Kimora cries as she wraps her arm around Kenji's left arm.
"Hey Kenji!"
"Yes!"
"Describe yourself,"
"Describe myself?"
"Why?"
"Just do it!"
"Tell me why first?"
"I know it's for one of your friends huh?"
"Mmmph I don't know!"
"C'mon Kenji just do it please!" Kimora cries tugging at his arm.
"Alright!" sighs Kenji.
"Let's see I'm about 5'7, 155 lbs. I have blue eyes, and ridiculously long hair long red hair at that!"
"You're so crazy!" laughs Kimora.
"I attend the Sensei Sayuka dojo, and practice swordsmanship,"
"Alright thanks!"
"Sure I guess," Kenji replies. Kenji sniffs the early morning air.
"Ah, I see you're wearing it!" Kimora looks over at Kenji.
"The white plums!" "It smells really good on you!"
"Thank you!"
"Hey do you guys smell that!"
"Oh yeah!"
"It smells like white plums!"
"Hey guys look up ahead!"
The small group of young men all peer ahead of them. They all watched as Kenji and Kimora approached the Seyuka dojo. "Kimora, thanks for walking me here even through I don't need a babysitter!" "Oh Kenji it's really no problem!"
"Kenji!" Kimora and Kenji turn toward deep husky voice.
"Hey Kenji how's it going?" "Fine!"
The young man turns to Kimora. "Wow, ma'ma you smell very good is that!"
"So, Kenji you're not going to introduce me to your lovely friend?" Kimora grins in response.
Kenji glances over at the two of them. He remained quiet.
"Well, since my dear friend here seems to lack in matters, "Hi I'm Kimora Sagara!" Kimora says extending out her hand.
"And you would be?"
"My name is Akira Fujitaka!" The pair shook hands. Kimora and Akira began staring intensely at one another.
"Kimora class is about to start!" calls Kenji as he grabs her hand.
"I guess you need to go now!" says Akira.
"Yeah!" whispers Kimora. "It was nice meeting, Kimora,
" Kenji pulls Kimora back down the narrow dirt path.
"It was nice meeting you too!"
"Kimora!"
"Hey, what's the big idea!"
Kimora cries as she jerks her hand away from Kenji's grasp.
"Must you flirt with every guy up here?"
"Look, I was not flirting, I was just begin friendly that's all!"
"I guess!" sighs Kenji.
"Students please step inside!" calls Sensei Seyuka.
"I need to go, you and I can finish discussing this later!"
"Fine then!" Kimora pulls Kenji into her arms.
"I'll see you later!" calls Kenji.
"Bye now!" Kimora cries as she began to head back down the dirt path.
"Kenji!" Akira cries.
"What is it?" Kenji asks as he steps onto the stairs to the dojo.
"We need to talk man!"
"About what?"
"Kimora!" Akira says as he steps inside the dojo.
"Okay!"
Kenji sighs as he too steps inside Sensei Seyuka's dojo.
"I shall see you all tomorrow class dismissed!" Shihan Seyuka calls.
The class of twenty-five all stands to their feet and bow before Shihan Seyuka.
Kenji gathers his books and small paper notebook. He puts them away in his backpack. He steps out of the dojo and back onto the dirt path.
"Made it through another day!" Kenji cries.
"You can say that again!" Kenji turns behind him.
"Oh Akira!"
"Can I walk with you?"
"Sure!"
"I'm so happy that we're in our sempai!"
"Yes, I agree!" Kenji replies.
"So could I talk to you about?"
"Kimora!"
"Yes!"
"What about her?" asks Kenji.
"What's she like?" Kenji turns to Akira. "She's just not like any other woman she's very outgoing and very outspoken, great listener, she knows how to cook and clean!"
"Wow, I could certainly use a gal like that in my life!"
" I bet!" replies Kenji.
"She sounds like a dream!"
"Say Kenji why don't you put in a good word for me?"
"I don't think so?" "Why not?" Kenji remains quiet.
"I know you want her for yourself huh?"
"No, of course not! She is just my best friend that is all!"
"Right sure!"
"Hey she's my dearest friend in the world, I'm just looking out for her!"
"Well, Kenji if that's the case then why not put in a good word for me then?"
"I mean after all you said that you don't like her like that!"
"I'll think about it,"
"You'll think about it?"
"That's what I recall saying!"
"I see you don't think I'm good enough for her?"
"Those are your words not mine,"
"But that's what you're thinking!"
"Who are you to tell me what I'm thinking!" Kenji cries.
"Look, Kenji believe it or not you can't shield and protect her forever!"
"What are-you-talking about?"
"A woman like that doesn't need protection she's a big girl whom I'm sure can take care of herself!"
"I don't even know why I'm standing here wasting my time with you!"
"What!"
"Do you think I'm stupid or something?"
"I mean I've been attending Sensei's Seyuka dojo for over three years now."
"So and!" "So, you've never spoken a single word to until recently when you seen Kimora with me!"
"So, why should I put in a good word for you? I don't even consider you an acquaintance let alone a friend!"
"Whatever Kenji you're the one who thinks he's too good for everyone!"
"I'm doing you a favor by trying to be your friend!"
"Look, I don't need any favors from the likes of you got it!"
"Whatever Kenji!"
"I guess I'll have to just talk to her myself then,"
"I don't understand why you want me to put in a good word for you when you already know her!"
"Huh!" Akira cries.
"So, your not as stupid and naïve as I suspected!"
"How did you find out? Did she tell you?"
"No, she didn't need to tell me!"
"How did you figure it out then?"
"I knew when Kimora started walking me to the dojo it had to be someone because she's not a morning person, so when she seen you and you seen her I immediately concluded that you too had already been see each other!"
Akira bursts out into a roar of laughter.
"Himura, you're something else!" Kenji continues to walk up the dirt path.
"You're laughing but I don't want to find out that you're still seeing her!"
"And what-if-I do what are you going to do about!" challenges Akira.
Kenji turns back to Akira. "Why, don't you try me and find out!"
The two men glare hard at one another. Kenji turns his back to Akira and continues down the dirt path.
"Hey, Himura why don't we let Kimora decide that!"
"I know you hear me still talking to you!"
Kenji ignores Akira's threatening tone and concludes walking down the dirt path.
"Kimora!"
"Good afternoon Kenji!" Kimora replies bowing to him.
"Good afternoon to you too!" Kenji replies in response.
Kimora takes a seat on upon the creaky wooden stairs that lined the porch of her home. "So how was class?"
"It was okay," Kenji says as he takes a seat next her.
"Just okay?"
"I ran into your friend on my way home,"
"What friend?" Kimora asks looking over at Kenji strangely.
"Why are you looking at me that way you know who I am referring to,"
"Who?"
"Akira Fujitaka!"
"Oh him!"
"Why is he all of-a-sudden "my friend"?"
Kenji stares quietly at Kimora.
"What!"
"Kimora, how long were you going to try to hide it?"
"Hide what?"
"You can stop the charade now?"
"Kenji, what are you talking about?"
"You knew Akira already didn't you?"
Kimora turns away from Kenji.
"In fact you two had already been seeing one another!" Kenji reveals.
"Haven't you?" Kimora remained silence.
"Yes, Kenji!" Kimora says handing her attention back over to Kenji.
"How did you find out?"
"Kimora, I know you like the back of my hand,"
"I mean I figured it had to be something or someone you were trying to see, because you never ever get up early in the morning since you graduated, and you have been accompanying me quite often have you not?"
"True," Kimora replies.
"When we finally arrived at Sensei Seyuka's dojo and Akira approached us; I just put two and two together!"
Kimora glazes into Kenji's soft blue eyes.
"You're so smart I guess I just can't pull the wool over your eyes!" Kimora purrs.
"No, you can not!" Kenji replies soften his expression.
Kimora lays her head upon Kenji's broad shoulder.
"I'm sorry Kenji, I never meant to lie to you!"
"I know!"
"Will you forgive me?"
"Of course!" Kenji says as he takes her hand into his own.