If everybody were to pitch in and help me buy RK, I'd make sure the Jinchuu arc is properly animated! Alas, I can dream...
What You Leave Behind-Prologue
The dying woman gasped happily, weakly reaching out her arms into empty air. "Shinta, I knew you wouldn't leave without me."
Megumi caught the flailing hands in her own. "Please, just rest Kaoru-san." She advised in an even, clinical tone that barely masked her grief.
"But Shinta…" she said hoarsely, looking past Megumi. "Can't you see? He's here with me. He came back… He swore he would never leave me again."
Megumi exchanged glances with the others. They all knew by now that the disease affected the mind, but that did not lessen the unfairness of what was happening.
Tsubame buried her face in Yahiko's gi and wept silently. Yahiko put his arm around her and looked on, at a loss of what to say.
"Yes Mother," Kenji said softly, taking Kaoru's hand from Megumi, "he is here with us. We are all together and the cherry blossoms are falling outside."
"Oh how I wish Shinta and I could see them again." Kaoru murmured softly.
"You will." Tears now ran down Kenji's cheeks.
"You forgive him don't you Kenji? You know he's proud of you."
"Yes," Kenji replied, absently putting a hand to the sakabatou that now rested at his side. "I do now Mother."
Kaoru smiled contentedly and with a last sigh, closed her eyes.
Megumi put a careful hand to Kaoru's wrist and nodded sadly, then bent her head, allowing her first tears to fall.
"Goodbye Mother." Kenji looked up and stared vacantly at the wall, still clutching the now-lifeless hand.
Yahiko set his jaw firmly in defiance against the tears in his eyes, trying as always to remain strong in Kenshin's absence. Silently comforting Tsubame, he gently guided her out onto the porch.
Unheard by all, a faint sad murmur echoed through the house.
"Kaoru-dono…"
What You Leave Behind-Prologue
The dying woman gasped happily, weakly reaching out her arms into empty air. "Shinta, I knew you wouldn't leave without me."
Megumi caught the flailing hands in her own. "Please, just rest Kaoru-san." She advised in an even, clinical tone that barely masked her grief.
"But Shinta…" she said hoarsely, looking past Megumi. "Can't you see? He's here with me. He came back… He swore he would never leave me again."
Megumi exchanged glances with the others. They all knew by now that the disease affected the mind, but that did not lessen the unfairness of what was happening.
Tsubame buried her face in Yahiko's gi and wept silently. Yahiko put his arm around her and looked on, at a loss of what to say.
"Yes Mother," Kenji said softly, taking Kaoru's hand from Megumi, "he is here with us. We are all together and the cherry blossoms are falling outside."
"Oh how I wish Shinta and I could see them again." Kaoru murmured softly.
"You will." Tears now ran down Kenji's cheeks.
"You forgive him don't you Kenji? You know he's proud of you."
"Yes," Kenji replied, absently putting a hand to the sakabatou that now rested at his side. "I do now Mother."
Kaoru smiled contentedly and with a last sigh, closed her eyes.
Megumi put a careful hand to Kaoru's wrist and nodded sadly, then bent her head, allowing her first tears to fall.
"Goodbye Mother." Kenji looked up and stared vacantly at the wall, still clutching the now-lifeless hand.
Yahiko set his jaw firmly in defiance against the tears in his eyes, trying as always to remain strong in Kenshin's absence. Silently comforting Tsubame, he gently guided her out onto the porch.
Unheard by all, a faint sad murmur echoed through the house.
"Kaoru-dono…"