Nothingness

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Once again, I must give thanks to the reviewers… Makes me so happy to see I have another email for this fanfic… I also must thank those who favorited/story alerted this. THANK YOU.

So, they don't actually meet yet… But they will, of course. xD I didn't like this chapter all that much… Expect the next one soon. ^_^

Rurouni Kenshin is not mine, thus none of the characters are mine, and yeah. I don't feel like thinking of anything creative.

Second: Fleeting Glance

It was another one of those days.

Actually, it wasn't all that bad. Just rather tedious, Kenshin thought.

Market Day.

He was walking down the road, and a few shopkeepers called out to him, which he replied with a smile and slight bow.

Over his shoulder hung a very large bag filled with pottery his Master had made himself, and knowing him, he wouldn't be too happy if any of his handmade pottery broke because of his carelessness, so Kenshin handled the bag warily.

He finally reached a nice little homely shop, red hair ruffling in the wind. Kenshin's attentive purple eyes roamed the place for the shopkeeper and spotted a moving shadow in the back, feeling his ki all the while.

"Sakazaki-san!"

A face appeared from the shadows, a smile growing bigger on the kind man's visage.

"Kenshin, I haven't seen you in a while," the shopkeeper replied.

"I'll try and come again sooner next time," the boy replied, pushing a few red strands away with some semblance of annoyance. He carefully lay the bag on the counter, pushing it towards the other man.

"Thank your Master again for the wonderful merchandise he makes for me," Sakazaki told Kenshin, his smiling never fading.

"Hai."

After getting the money from the pottery he had just given to the man, Kenshin walked away towards the saké shop.

Many men were hanging around the place, ordering more and more saké to drink, obviously drunk out of their minds. Kenshin passed them without any change of emotions on his face, though personally he thought that they should do something else with their lives.

After all transactions were done with, Kenshin left as soon as possible, secretly glad to be away from the drunks. Especially after that time when one of them had started telling him how beautiful he was, and asked him out to dinner.

That had been a terribly scary moment. Of course, Hiko was at the sidelines, laughing hysterically as he watched the five year old Kenshin's confusion

He released the air in his lungs and took a fresh one to drive out the scent of saké as he moved on; closing his eyes in relief, knowing that he wouldn't bump into anyways, as he could sense their ki-

Ah, famous last words.

He stumbled back one step and his eyes flashed open in surprise as he did bump into someone, the other pair glaring daggers at him.

He gulped nervously as a girl with startling blue eyes scowled at him, though he was wondering how he hadn't sensed his ki. Maybe he needed to brush up on his ki training…

Luckily for him, the girl seemed to decide he wasn't really worth her time, and sent him one last glare before continuing on her way, with an annoyed grumble.

"What is it with men and bumping into me?"

Kenshin had never blushed furiously, though whether it was from anger or embarrassment, we shall never know.

But as he watched her walk away with brisk, confident steps, those blue eyes appeared in his mind again, such raw emotions in them, and even as he began walking back home, his mind was occupied with those captivating blue eyes.

Those eyes would haunt him for the rest of his life.