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Alright, maybe writing every day for my college class will help my fics.
Yay! My first fic with review/s and fav/s or alert/s in less then five days!
Disclaimer: Ha, ha, right.
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Wind stirred the dirt road before him, tugging at his clothes and trying to turn him form his destination; but he trudged on, into the small town just out side Tokyo. He felt the odd stares from the townspeople around him. He knew what they were thinking, 'why's that fool carrying a sword?' He could hear some speak their concerns.
'Let them think what they will,' was what he thought. It didn't much matter if people feared him; it was just like when he'd served Shishio. Every one of Shishio's followers scattered in all directions when he walked in their general direction; though, it did surprise him that people outside Shishio's army were terrified, even when his sword was sheathed.
His ever present smile disturbed them further, and so he was left relatively alone. His cobalt eyes traveled here and there taking in the houses and inns, and each glare and wondering stare. Until they came to a girl who's tear streaked cheeks made him stop for a moment. His head tilted to the side in question, before he approached her.
"Excuse me, miss?" he said innocently.
Her head shot up, sad blue eyes staring at him for a moment, "huh?"
"Miss, are you alright?" he asked with a slight chuckle at her disconnection.
"Oh," she whipped at her eyes and said in a quiet voice, "Yeh, 'm fine."
"You don't look 'fine'," he mused, looking her up and down. Her clothes were dirty and torn. Her hair was in disarray and needed a good washing and her eyes were red and puffy from her obvious crying with cheeks now smeared with tear stains.
"Alright, I'm a little upset," she mumbled, her eyes went to the ground.
"Anything I can do to help?" he asked, tilting his head to the side.
She stared up at him, shock plain across her face. Before she shook herself, "I don't think you could."
"I can try," he answered with an odd determined voice.
She looked at him with an odd look, almost like she knew he'd fail, but hoped he wouldn't, before she held out her hand, "Kamiya, Kaoru."
It took a minuet for him to under stand before he took her hand, "Seta, Soujiro."