Disclaimer: I sadly don't own Soujirou Seta or any other characters from Rurouni Kenshin, but if I could it would go like this (hours later) and that's what I'd do if I owned the RK characters, (in which I don't for the millionth time already) Now on with the story!

The light drizzle of the rain tapped around the water-drenched cave I had been lodging in for the past 3 days, and was finally starting to let up. My hakama were soaking and the water had seaped through my gi to my button-up shirt that I wore beneath it. Aside from being drenched I was also starving. I had lost a lot of weight in the last 3 days, I could tell by how my hakama tied lose around my waist and the sleeves of my button shirt hung around my wrist. I ate the last of my food last night and now my stomach was crying for more. I hadn't got much sleep either, thanks to the constant lightning and thunder that thrashed around outside of my tiny cave. But during these past three days, I've had some time to………reflect. Reflect on the time I spent with Shishio-san, the fight with Himura-san, and the event that took place10 years ago.

When I was with Shishio-san, he said that the weak died and the strong lived. I've practicly grown up with that truth and all the time I believed it was true. I wanted to became strong, I wanted to be like Shishio-san. I killed with no mercy. I've killed so many people, but killing people wasn't……..wasn't really what I wanted to do. If your strong you live if your weak you die, I know I'm weak, I lost to Himura-san, but is being weak all that bad? Maybe…..maybe if I wonder for 10 years, I'll find the truth for myself.

The rain showered around the my little cave, and my stomach screamed for food. a freezing gust of wind blew and my wet clothes didn't help. I felt extremly tired and closed my eyes and drifted into a dreamless slumber.

When I awoke, I was in a state of shock. For a second, I had know idea where I was, which scared me pretty good. For a second I thought I was back with Shishio-san. And when I finally came to my senses, and relized I wasn't whith Shishio-san, I……I started to cry. The cold wind froze my icey tears to my face and I shivered. It had stopped raining now, but I didn't want to go just yet. my clothes were still soaking wet, and my body shivered all over from the icy cold. Tears. They were still new to me. It felt starange………not crying for 10 years, or not feeling any emotions at all……….and now crying, it just…..didn't make sense. I sat there freezing in the damp cave crying for maybe a half hour. I really didn't feel anything, I just creid.

After I had finished crying, I sat there, in my saoking wet clothes, in the damp cave freezing to death, but I did not shiver, nor did I think. My mind was just blank. The smell of rain hung heavy in the air and soon there would be another downpour. I knew I had to leave, if I wanted to survive, but some how I just couldn't bring myself to do it. Another pair of tearrs streamed down my cheeck and rolled of my small chin into a puddle of water and made a loud dripp noise. Some more tears followed, but I quikly wiped them off my face. I listened to the drip drip of the water fallling of the roof of the cave into puddles of water below that had been left by the rain.

Then I heard noise that was not the constant drip of the rain, but someone approching. I put my hand on the hilt of my sword and listened quietly. It was the voice of a man and a young boy, maybe about 12 or 13. The voice of the man I heard before, but the young boy's I did not recognize. I crouched closer towards the entrance of the cave, my hand still clutching to the hilt of my sword, and listened to their conversation.

"…….It sure is wet out here." Said the young boy. "Look at this mud."

"What do you expect baka, it's been raining for three days straight." Said the voice of the older man. I knew his voice from somwhere, but I just couldn't put my finger on it. I heard them walk around a bit and then the younger one came towards my cave.

"Hora, Sano, I found a cave over here!" the younger boy yelled to his friend. Sano? I've always been bad with names…….

"Well, look inside! What are you wating for!?" Sano yelled. He was coming. I clutched the hilt of my sword and…..

"Sano! Yahiko! They're you are! I've been looking all over for you! Kaoru-dono and I have been quite worried that I have." That voice……..

"Hey Kenshin! Look I found a cave!" it was the……it was…..Himura-san….

"Well look inside Yahiko." Himura-san said walking towards the cave where I was.

"Okay." Yahiko, Himura-san, and Sano looked in the cave all at once. I slowly unsheathed my sword.

"Seta…..Soujirou….? Is that you?" Himura-san said with a rather surprised look on his face.