Hitokiri Hawkeye: I'm back and my spelling may not be the best so bare with me

Kenshin: Sessha is sure you'll try your best that you will.

Disclaimer: See chapter one

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Kenshin was just as short as I imagined. In fact had I been standing next to him I could have looked down and stare right at the top of his head. Judgeing by the fact that his sakabatou was still at his waist, it was either before the Jinchu arc or just before he gave it to Yahiko. Then I looked at his hair. Uh hu, Short. And that told me that it was just before he gave his sword to Yahilo. How much before was the new question.

Though surprised to see him I was not too suprised to also see some shaddy charactors following him. After all he is Hitokiri Battousai. It's not surpirsing that someone would try to kill him in order to gain a reputation. Shoot if I din't like him myself I would give it a try also. But I do like him and althoug I know he can take care of himself, at this piont in time his body is still weaking and the odds of him getting hurt are much greater. Still rushing in and causeing a commotion was not something I wanted to do. So as none chalantly as possible I walked right up to Kenshin and fell instep beside him.

"Don't look back," I said to him loudly enough so he could hear but quietly enough so his followers couldn't hear, "But you're being followed."

"This one is well aware of that thank you," Kenshin replied without looking ove to me, "Their after this one so it's in your best interest to leave before you get hurt."

I almost laughed. Even with his body deteriating he was still selfless and protective, even of people he's never meat. "Look Kenshin I know your bodys is steadly weaking. In your current state you probably can't even pull off the most basic maneuver of the Hiten Mitsurugi style. So I'm not going anywhere."

I saw the puzzled look on his face but before he could ask how I knew of his condition we heard the unmistakable sound of metal clearing sheath. Looking over my right shoulder while Kenshin looked over his left we found that his pursuers had drawen their weapons and forming a semi-circle around the both of us. One stepped forward.

"You're Kenshin Himura and Sanosuke Sagara I presume." he said with an air of ignorance.

Looking at myself I wonder how I could be mistaken as Sano. True I keep my hands in the pockets of my jeans (I've done that for as long as I can remember), my shoes may be a bit battered, and my hairs a tangled mess, I was wearing a black T-shirt with blue jeans so my style may be in the same area, but my built is different. Sano is as skinny as a stick. Me? I suffer from big bone syndrome and a slight wieght problem, not to mentin I'm wearing glasses. So why am I being mistaken as Sano is beyond me (mabye cause we're both tall people). Before I can point out this fact to him, he begins to rant again.

"Sagara it's in your best interest if you leave before you get hurt. Are buisness is with the Battousi, and not with a fighter for higher like you."

"First off I'm not Sano nor a fighter for hire. And second I'm not going anywhere." I replied.

Without even a shrug, or sign of regret he ordered his men with a flick of his wrist to attack. Now I'm not claiming to be some martial arts exspert or such, but never rule me out as a mere tag-along sidekick, 'cause it will mean pain. Apparently these guys didn't get the message 'cause only two came at me while the other three not including the leader went after Kenshin. One came at me with a sword while the other came with a small dagger.

I dodged the sword by simply stepping to the oppisite side where the minion was trusting from. I barely missed the sword itself but I cought the owners face with me elbow. I heard a painful crunch. I'm pretty sure I broke his nose 'cause he fell straight to the ground writhing in pain. By stepping into the guard of the swordsman I completly avoided the guy with the dagger but know he had turned towards me and was again stabbing at me, this time right between the eyes.

In classic kug-fu fashion I brought one arm up shoving his wrist and knife up above my head while grabbing his arm with my free hand. I flipped over my shoulder. And he landed with a smack. I never understood why this could knock someone out or even if it did, but at that moment I wasn't concered 'cause he was out and I had to worry about Kenshin.

Kenshin had already knock two guys out and the third was just falling when I looked over. With a small look of shock, that he could still be standing there with out sign of pain, even in his weakened state was slightly surprising but not overly so, I looked over at the apparent bose of this little groupie and was quiet pleased that his face was contorted in rage. Thats what you get for thinking I'm a tag-along. Apparantly he saw my slight grin and desided that I was the softer target charged not at Kenshin but right at me.

As I said before I'm no martial arts exspert but I know a thing or two about fighting armed combatant while I'm unarmed. It's all about finding out where the hole in their defences are. He was coming at me in an over-handed slash and that made his hole, his gut. Most would consider it suiside to charge at a man using a downward slash while he's running at you but it's not. All you have to do is run at them and get close enough to either hit them, or give them a solid kick in the gut, before they can cut you in two. I choose to kick his intestines to kingdom come. The momentum of his charge going one way and the force of my kick going the opposite direction was enough to knock the wind out of him for a good while.

I couldn't help myself "Had enough?" I asked.

His answer was to reach for the sword he dropped, when I kicked the shit out of his colon. Before he could reach it I brought another kick right to his head to which he slumped down to the ground unconscience. By this time a few of the other hoodlums had came too and immediately collected the still unconscience members of the group and made a hastly getta away. Which was fine with me 'cause dealing with the cops was another thing on my don't do if you ever meet Kenshin list (yes i have one).

Looking back towards Kenshin I saw that he was already picking up groceries that I failed to notice till know and heading on down the road. I cought up with him and walked with him in an aclward silence. After a couple of minutes he stopped, turned and looked at me.

"You knowing of this one is obvious but how do you know of this one's condition?" He asked looking me right in the eye in spite of the hieght differnce

"It's a long and strange story," I answered "And I think your whole family should hear it. So I'll tell you when we get back to the dojo. Besides Kaoru may be wondering why your late so lets get you back before she gets mad."

He seemed to accept my explaination and continued walking. I followed with out hesitation. While we walked in silence I had to contain my exasperation. Here I was I was actuaily walking to the Kamiya Dojo with Kenshin Himua, I was going to meat his wife Kaoru, his son Kenji, Yahiko, and who ever else in the Kenshin-gumi I might meat while I was here.

My exasperation only grew when the dojo gates came into view and the unmistakeable sound of people training became evident. My day may have started out like anyother day but it was defiantly going to be ending interestingly.

To be continued.

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Hitokiri Hawkeye: Well chapter 2 is up, my chapters may range from short to long so bare with me.

Sano: The time frame you put your self in makes it so I won't be there.

Hitokiri Hawkeye: Sorry Sano but this time frame was the only one that made any strange sense.

Sano: In the name of the Sekihoutai I'll make you pay.

Kenshin: Know, know Sano it's not his fault. Remember your traveling the world.

Sano: Yay but he couldn't get himself transported to when I was around. -grumbles-

Hitokiri Hawkeye: What have I gotten myself into?