A/N: I wonder just by reading the first few lines will some of you predict a little more of the story? But don't spoil it for the others though, if you do find out. ;) I hope you like my second chapter of my RK fanfic.I hope you enjoy!Review kudasai(please)!


Ch-2-New and old encounters

London England, autumn of 1888.

Walking for hours on end in the huge metropolis of London, Kenshin and Ace ended up in the district of Whitechapel. "Kenshin, I'm tired. Where are we?"

"This one has no idea Ace. The sign on this road says 'Whitechapel road'."

"I know that Kenshin, it's in Japanese.Where did we just come from?"

"Shadwell."

"You remembered?"

"This one remembered most of the places we went."

"You have some memory Kenshin."

"Thank you Ace."

Kenshin and Ace walked along Whitechapel road, until a young boy came running towards them yelling at them.

"Kenneth!" The boy yelled jumping onto Kenshin,

"Oro?"

"Hey you get off of Kenshin!" yelled Ace,

"I'm so glad to see you came back Kenneth, come quickly!" the boy said getting on his feet pulling Kenshin's sleeve.

"Oro?"

"C'mon Kenneth, Allen's dying!"

"Allen?" asked Kenshin perplexed, as the boy dragged Kenshin along,

"Just shake yourself free Kenshin." said Ace a little impatient with the young boy,

"He says someone is dying, if it is his last wish to see 'Kenneth' this one will go."

"Kenshin...your too nice." sighed Ace.

Reaching a house covered in vines from top to bottom, the boy took out a key and unlocked the door. Running towards the stairs he beckoned Kenshin to follow him."Allen, is upstairs." The boy said. Reaching the top of the staircase, the boy opened the door leading to a bedroom. The bedroom was simple looking, with a window, the curtains were closed. A wardrobe and a bed to the corner with a nightstand next to it. A candle burned steadily on top of the nightstand.

On the bed was a young man, his appearance was of a handsome young man around the age of eighteen no less. His eyes were closed, he laid on the bed breathing heavily, a cloth was on top of his forehead, he appeared to have a fever.

"Allen, I found Kenneth, what luck."

"Ken...neth?" he breathed out,

"Yes I found him walking in the street with another person." Kenshin stepped towards the man in bed.

"Kenneth, is it really you?" Kenshin shook his head,

"I'm afraid the one you seek is not me, Allen-san."

"Kenneth did you trip and fall again. Are you still as clumsy like you were all those years ago?"Kenshin sighed, this man truly believed he was a person named Kenneth.

"Remember all the fun times we had? It makes me wonder why left to be a trader. You were always clumsy, never good at arithmetic. It made me wonder why you left for Japan." Allen said coughing, he stood up in his bed, coughing harshly. Allen stared at his hand and continued coughing. The boy handed him a cup of water.

"Thank you Michael." he said returning the cup to the boy, the boy took the cup and placed it on the nightstand, then looked at his brother's hand in fear.

"A-a-llen." He stammered,

"My end is nearly here little brother; Kenneth..." Allen said looked weakly at Kenshin while lying in his bed. He took Kenshin's hand.

"Kenneth, please look after Michael. I'll be leaving soon to a place you can't follow."

"A place I can't follow? "Kenshin repeated his words,

"When we were little you would follow me everywhere, I promised you could follow me wherever I went. But now I have to break my promise." Kenshin smiled,

"It's ok, this one understands."

"You changed so much." he said breathing more and more heavily.

"As did you." said Kenshin responding to what he said. Coughing once more, spilling more and more blood. He placed his hand on the nightable for support. Once again lying in his bed, he spoke one last sentence.

"I missed you very much Kenneth I really do, even if you aren't Kenneth tell me your name." he said closing his eyes.

"Kenshin."

"Kenshin, I wished we could have been friends, close friends like your resemblance with Kenneth is close. Maybe in another life, Kenshin please tell..." Allen said with his dying breath, not finishing his sentance.

Michael burst out in tears, and ran to his brother's side.

"Allen! Big brother!" he moaned hugging his brother's lifeless body. Kenshin stared at the lifeless body in the bed. Ace blinked away the tears, and pretending to yawn quietly.

"Kenshin, what should we do?" asked Ace, looking at Michael.

"The best thing to do is to leave him alone." Kenshin said getting up from the bed.

"But Kenshin!" Ace cried, Kenshin stood next to the mourning boy and placed a hand on his shoulder, Michael looked at Kenshin.

"This one may not feel the pain you feel now, but this one too has also felt the pain of losing a loved one. Be strong, you cannot bring back the dead. Your brother wants you to be happy, so cry as much as you want until you feel you must do as your brother pleases."

Michael looked at Kenshin and continued to cry this time hugging Kenshin; Kenshin hugged him back. "For as long as this one can, this one will take care of your brother, Allen." whispered Kenshin. Allen smiled he died smiling, and continued smiling upon them after his death.

Suddenly the door burst open, "I came as fast as I could!" said the person who opened the door, he eyed Allen's lifeless body in the bed. "H-he can't be." he stammered,

"Allen's gone!" cried Michael, clinging tighter to Kenshin. The man stood up and laid a hand on Kenshin, Kenshin looked at the man, he looked him in the eyes and gasped, the man smiled.

"You figured me out." he said grinning, then went to Allen's bedside. He placed his hand on Allen's. "I came as fast as I could, I'm sorry I never made it in time." He removed his hand from Allen's. "But at least you saw Kenneth again. You died a happy death, something anyone would want. I'm sure Kenneth someday will visit you in heaven, wherever he might be." Ace and Kenshin stared at the man and smiled.

"That was something very deep." Kenshin said smiling, Michael dried his tears and looked at the man and nodded. "I agree. But what is you name sir?"

"Kenshin, Himura Kenshin."

"Himura? That's a funny name sir." Michael said smiling slightly,

"His name is Kenshin," said the man,

"I see, is he from Japan, like you?" He asked the man.

"That's right." The man said removing the hat from his head that concealed his identity.

"It really is you..." Kenshin sighed.


A/N:I'm sorry most of it was about two OC's having a problem(besides the fact one of them dies.) I was going for a dramatic approach like how the future chapters will be like.It was also a good way to introduce, my mystery character.(I'm sorry I killed your brother Alyssa! I'm a no good person!)

Anyhoo...I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. More to come later on! Also I have a coloured picture of Kenshin and Ace available and sketches of Ace and Michael. To see them go to the url on my profile. Sorry if my British glossary sucks, I apologize to anyone who has been to England or anyone from England that might be reading this. And I may have messed up the facts a bit please review or pm me about it. Anyways if they're is any spelling/grammar mistakes please let me know! Review kudasai(please)!

British Glossary

Whitechapel Road-Is the name of one of the many roads in London's Whitechapel district.

Shadwell- Is one of the many districts in London.