Fresh From The Fight

Himura Kenshin sank lower into his Lazy-Boy, propping his feet on the wooden coffee table as he flipped through t.v channels.

"Ugh, nothing," he muttered after settling for the fishing channel.

When Kenshin graduated from high school and was heading for university he was expecting a challenge. After all, parents, teachers, and everyone else in between always blew up the university subject. Saying the workload was stressful and blah blah blah. Kenshin had no problems with any aspect of university. In fact many considered him to be the 'perfect guy' which warranted him many female admirers. He was the captain of the kendo team, had one of the top averages in his school, and what girl wouldn't swoon at his good looks and silky crimson hair.

And today was like any other Saturday, him alone in his dorm, doors locked for fear of stampedes of girls, homework already done, and overcome by complete and utter boredom.

Jeez, you'd think a guy would have no trouble trying to find something to do with his spare time around here.

Kenshin impatiently turned off the t.v and threw the remote onto the coffee table. At least tomorrow he'd have kendo practice to distract him for a few hours. He trudged over to the kitchen and picked out a glass from the cupboard and filled it with orange juice. After drinking the last drop he washed and dried the cup and replaced it in the cupboard, one of his symptoms of boredom.

He took a look at the clock on the microwave, it read 2:13. Maybe a walk would nice right about now…

Kenshin glanced toward the door and remembered his interesting experience a few months ago. A group freshman girls he had seen in the halls a few times during class were apparently waiting outside his door until he opened it just so they could take a few pictures and all confess their undying love or him and groupie stuff like that. That little encounter ended with Kenshin being left with only tatters of the t-shirt he originally had on and sore spots on his head where a few strands of hair had been ripped out as souvenirs.

He now looked down at his favourite black t-shirt and pair of stone blue jeans he wore and decided that he'd be damned if those girls were going to pull a stunt like that again. So cautiously and quietly Kenshin inched to his door and slowly unlocked the locks and opened it just so he could barely see into the hall.

Hmm, no sounds of prissy giggling and smell of heavy perfumes.

Ever so carefully Kenshin opened the door and stepped out into the lonesome hall and locked the door behind him. With his godlike speed he was famed for that helped get him into the kendo club, Kenshin ran down the hall but froze when he heard female voices nearing him. Without wanting to find out if they were his fan girls he looked for the quickest way out. As he considered his options he finally decided on jumping out an open window that landed him in the Tokyo Meiji University's front courtyard.

After recovering from landing on the hedge of bushes and the many odd looks he got from fellow students, Kenshin was greeted by his fellow kendo team member.

"Kenshin! Kenshin!"

A boy with the same build as Kenshin, only a little shorter, younger, and with dark chestnut hair wearing a muted aqua t-shirt and a pair of cargo pants ran up to him.

Kenshin spun around, "Soujiro?"

The boy stopped in front of Kenshin while he took a few moments to catch his breath, "Kenshin, surprised to see you out of your dorm."

Kenshin picked out a stray twig from his hair, "Yeah,"

Soujiro quickly dismissed the idle talk. "Well? Did you hear the news?"

News? Kenshin rolled his eyes at meaningless gossip. "Soujiro, you know I don't care for gossip."

"Yeah, but it has to do with kendo," Soujiro tempted.

"Kendo?" Kenshin's ears perked up. "What's happening with kendo?"

Soujiro made sure no one was eavesdropping around them and lowered his voice, "Well not exactly our kendo."

Kenshin gave a confused look, "What do you mean our kendo? There has only been our kendo."

Soujiro smirked and shook his head in a serious manner, "Not anymore. There is now officially a Girl's Kendo Club."

"ORO!"

In the entire and prestigious history of Tokyo Meiji University, that happened to go back many years, there has never been a girls kendo club, there has only been a champion boy's team. As a matter of fact girl physical activities were still relatively new to TMU, and to allow them to invade the ancient and much preserved kendo sport that traditionally was only suitable for males was unheard of.

"What do you mean a GIRLS kendo club! There has never been a breech in TMU's kendo programs! The school has always managed to postpone the introducing a girl's team!" raved Kenshin.

"Kenshin! Shut up!" snapped Soujiro. "Look, I thought you should know first because you're the kendo captain and you've done a lot for the team. Just try to keep this quiet until the school officially announces it."

Kenshin nodded, "Yeah you're right. Look around up the team and tell them to meet me in my dorm in half an hour. We'll talk about it then."

"Right," and with that Soujiro started to head off in the opposite direction.

"Soujiro?" called Kenshin.

Soujiro stopped and looked back.

"Who was the girl that pushed for the team?"

Soujiro smiled, " The new girl, Kamiya Kaoru."

A/N: Hello everyone! Well this is another one of my Rurouni Kenshin fics from my messed up little brain that is currently throbbing from a migraine, but never fear, a new chapter is near! Hehe that rhymed. Well yeah I'm quiet pleased how this story's plot unfolded in my head and it holds much promise. So remember proper manners; read and review and watch for updates. Many thanks in advance to all who do review. Well yeah...Toodles Everyone!