Enishi is unable to come to terms with his sister's diary. Lost and confused without his sister's smile Enishi seeks to return to Shanghai to the only other life he has known. OC x Enishi
I do not own Rurouni Kenshin or any of it's characters. I only own Kage Kyoko or other original characters found in this fanfiction.
Enishi knew he had all the time he wanted. He didn't even know where he would go after his sword had been reforged. He just didn't want to wait three weeks, and he knew the Battousai had friends in Kyoto as well, which he did not soon want to see again. He also knew that nauseating woman was right. His sword was unique. No two bit blacksmith would be able to repair it. That's all…
'Damn it...'
He said to himself as he saw his light fading fast in the distance. The wind was picking up in the distance, bringing dark clouds with it. Enishi cursed to himself. He looked behind him at the shop. What could he do? He would not ask that irritating woman to give him shelter, and he could not walk back to town in the dark on a moonless night. Enishi sat down next to a large formation away from the path. He rested his back against it and closed his eyes.
"Nee-san..." He whispered to himself.
The image of her frowning haunted him. He opened his eyes again and watched the last rays of the sun disappear. Why? He had read the journal but still why? Why did she love him? How could she protect him? How could she love the man that took anyway someone she loved? Why Nee-san, why? He reached into his bag and pulled out the diary. Enishi looked down at the worn leather bound book in his callused hands. He had read it so many times that he could recite it, but still he could not understand his sister's words.
"Nee-san... Why? Nee-san?" He chanted again and again soothing himself with the sound as the world faded around him.
Kyoko prodded the fire pit inside the kitchen as she boiled a pot of stew over its flames. The rain violently hit on the roof of her small home. Kyoko glanced up at the ceiling as she crouched by the flame thinking about a leak in the back that needed repairing before the winter came. She shuttered. It was a cold night; perhaps winter would come early this year. She needed to start preparing.
'Preserving food, cutting wood, repairs…' She listed.
Kyoko yawned tired from the day's work, but her day was not over she still needed to feed the chickens. She was sure they were safe in their coop, and this rain… She really didn't want to go outside.
"Awww too much to do!" She moaned out loud.
Kyoko yawned again. After a moment she begrudgingly got up and grabbed the feed out from under the cupboard. Kyoko took out some feed, wrapped it up in a piece of cloth, and left the rest in the bag so it wouldn't get wet and spoil.
Kyoko stepped outside shutting the door behind her. She stood for a moment beneath the overhang of the roof as she prepared to make a dash to the coop. Kyoko took a deep breath and bolted off. She ducked down and entered the little chicken coop. The chickens stood up from the nests and gathered at her feet cooing for their dinner. Kyoko looked at her clothes.
'Soaked!' she said to herself. Kyoko let out a sigh and opened the wadded fabric. She sprinkled the feed around her; the chickens squabbled and ate to their content. She shook the cloth ridding it of anymore seeds and made her exit. Kyoko walked back this time to her house. She was already cold and soaked, so it didn't matter. The wind howled and the clouds roared. Lightning streaked the sky lighting up everything as if it were day. Kyoko admired the storms terrible beauty for a moment.
'Wait what was that?' She thought to herself. She stopped dead in her tracks looking out into the distance. The lightning flashed again.
'For the love of… someone's down there!' Kyoko stormed off to the bottom of the hill. A figure slummed over lay near a rock. She knelt down to get a better look. She eyes widened, it was the man for this morning!
"Hey! Wake up! Hey are you okay!" She shouted shaking the man's shoulder. He was cold to the touch and covered in mud.
"Wake up!" She tried to yell over the wind. Kyoko looked around frantically. There was no way if she would be able to get him up the hill if he is unconscious, and hypothermia would set in soon if he didn't get warmed up.
"WAKE UP DAMN IT!" She screamed taking both her hands and shaking him as hard as she could. The white haired man groaned slightly lifting his head.
"Nee-san?" He whispered.
"Come on get up!" She ordered placing his arm around her neck and pulled with all her strength to get him to his feet. The man slowly stumbled to his feet. He swayed. Kyoko pulled him against her forcing some of his weight on her, and made their way back up the hill.
Kyoko kicked the door open. Once inside she dragged the stranger to the back of the house. She opened the door to the guest bedroom and not so gently let the man down. She could tell by the thud and the grunt he made afterwards. She looked down at him for a moment. He was soaked and covered in mud. His face blank, void of emotion as if in a dream. Kyoko let out a loud annoyed sigh and left the room. She went into the kitchen at filled a pot with water, and then placed it over the fire to warm. She then went into the storage closet to find the spar futon and picked up a clean men's Yukata. She returned to see him exactly where she had left him. She placed the clean clothing next to him and rolled out the futon.
"Nee-san?" He whispered again.
"Get changed." Kyoko walked back to the kitchen and looked at her muddy wet floors.
'Sick or not I'm going to kill him!Who the heck sits outside in the middle of a storm?' Kyoko slumped her shoulders forward and sighed she was never going to get any sleep tonight! She pulled out some wash cloths and took the pot off the fire. She poured the water into a wooden basin and returned to guest room. Fortunately the white haired man had changed cloths and was sitting on the futon. She set the basin and cloth down next to him. His eyes still looked like glass, she didn't know if he would be able to wash himself off or not. Not her problem! She had enough to do thanks to him. Kyoko let out a frustrated huff and left the room closing the door behind her. She stood there for a moment leaning against the door, exhausted.
"Darn it…" She muttered to herself opening the door she conscious getting the better of her. She knelt down next to the white haired stranger, who hadn't moved, and dipped the wash cloth into the basin. She began to wipe the dry mud from him. He continued to remain expressionless. She placed a hand over his forehead. He felt hot. She finished cleaning him up, got a fresh wash cloth soaked in cold water, and helped him into bed. Kneeling down Kyoko placed the cloth over his forehead.
"Nee-san?" He said once more this time looking at her directly. Kyoko glared down at him with a sour expression.
"I'm not your sister." She said as she got up and left.
Enishi stirred beneath the warm fabric. His body was more tired than he had thought and he was reluctant to get up.
'Bed?' He thought to himself. Enishi tossed the covers off of him and looked at his surroundings. He was in a barren room with a futon that he rested on, but last night he had... Where were his clothes? Who put this robe on him? Enishi was pulled from his thoughts as he heard a familiar swishing nose filled his ears, as something went against the wind. Enishi stood up and walked over to the window, but could not see anything. Enishi stepped back and looked around the room for the door. He walked through the hallway of the strange house cautiously. He came upon a small kitchen with a small fire burning. He then noticed an open door leading outside. Enishi stepped barefoot on to the dewy grass. He looked around and saw the blacksmith from yesterday standing outside practicing some rotations with a spear. She moved keenly. Left, right, left, jab, turn, up, turn, down… He stood there for a moment watching her practice as the first rays of sunlight peaked over the horizon. All that could be heard was the swift slashing noses and the birds heralding in the morning. 'This country life must be nice.' He thought to himself as he breathed in the fresh air for a moment.
Kyoko continued her rotations until she noticed the snow haired man watching her out of the corner of her eye. She quickly stopped pointing the spear head downwards to the ground and warping the shaft against her back.
"Good Morning." She smiled.
"I was getting worried. You hadn't woken up yet since you broke your fever, two days ago." Enishi glared at her.
"You must be hungry. I'll go fix us some breakfast." Kyoko walked past him and into the house, ignoring his cold stare. Enishi eyes followed and soon so did he. Enishi joined her in the kitchen. Kyoko had rolled and tacked up her sleeves and was preparing to boil some rice over the fire. Enishi took a seat by the flames observing. He wanted to ask her what had happened to him but decided against it for now.
"You are quite skilled with that spear." Enishi remarked breaking the silence as he looked at the weapon lying against the wall.
"Thank you, but I am not warrior like you." She replied while she washed the rice.
"And how do you know I am one?" Kyoko looked up from her work with a chuckle at his remark.
"I've been around the shop here for many years. I've see plenty of people come and go." She dumped the clean rice into a pot, carried it over to the fire, and took a seat next to him.
"Some people come here to have gifts made, ceremonial pieces crafted, or military weapons. However, when a warrior gives a request it is very different. Plus your weapon is pretty unique around here." She beamed at him.
"How did I end up in your house, and where are my clothes." Enishi asked coldly. Kyoko's smile faded and she let out an exasperated sigh.
"Well..." She began.
"Someone didn't take my advice when they left, and got caught in a storm. I saw you out there and was able to drag you in." She said as she poked at the fire with an iron rod. Enishi contemplated her words for a second.
"How do you know that I'm not some murder or assassin?" Kyoko turned to him, taken back by his words.
"I don't." She replied still looking at him, recalling their awkward first encounter.
"So I guess it is a good thing that your sword is broke." She laughed. Enishi scowled at her remark. Kyoko stood up and walked over to the door to pick up her spear.
"I guess I need to get the forge going for the day. I'll be back in a few minutes to check on breakfast." Enishi watched her figure disappear out the front door, leaving him alone once again to his thoughts.
A few moments later Kyoko returned. She walked over to the pot and checked the rice.
"Still needs a few more minutes." She observed. She sat back down.
"Forge takes a while to heat up..." Kyoko commented. The two sat in silence for what seemed like forever to Kyoko. She furrowed her brow and began to shake her leg feeling jittery. Enishi noticed and asked.
"Is there something you want to say?" Kyoko let out a nervous laugh.
"Um… Well I don't think we ever formally induced ourselves." Enishi crossed his arms raising an eyebrow.
"Err… I'll start I'm Kage Kyoko." She smiled. "Ono Enishi" He lied.
"Nice to meet you I guess." She said nervously starched the back of her head. Enishi nodded at her and turn away.
I am so so sorry for not updating. Cataclysm came out for World of Warcraft and all... yea so! That's my excuse whats yours for not leaving me a review? Takes and second and we all know everyone loves them and or good. So tell me how crappy I am I don't care, just take a minute to give input. I do want to thank my first reviewer omasuoniwabanshi!Thank you, and I will be keeping him as crazy and self absorbed as I can! Cause that's whats makes him so loveable...? I'll try my best to keep him as he is but has to be subjected to some change for story progression, and yes it is a shame people don't review.