Okay, sorry for such a late update *shame on me!* I just got busy! OnO But I'm sure you don't care about my excuses though, so I'm just going to just… go read please!
Oh, I have mid-terms this coming week so I'm just dying all over the place!
After minutes of pointless arguing, Kira finally conformed and reluctantly agreed to fight, or 'spar' as what Heisuke told her.
Turns out, they weren't going to use real swords, and Kira was relieved, but the idea of sparring even though she had no idea what she was doing wasn't a walk in the park either.
"So, it's simple. Just disarm your opponent, or knock them to the ground. Whichever works," Heisuke said as placed the wooden blade on his shoulder with a grin.
Kira sighed as she tightened her grip on the wooden sword.
He then posed, with the sword aimed towards her body, "Ready?"
No?! "Uh, maybe?" She never felt so excited, yet nervous.
He then lunged forward.
Kira picked up her sword, only to have it clash with his. In the rush, she exclaimed, "Shit!" Kira didn't usually swear unless she's either terrified or angry. Really angry. This was no exception.
She could feel the strength Heisuke put on that strike. It was much more intense than her friends' attacks. Kira felt like her arms were going to disintegrate if she had to deflect another attack like that! Her arms shook, as a matter-of-fact.
He brought the sword down, bringing her with it, both putting pressure on each side. He spoke through the crossed swords, "Give up already, Kira-chan?" he asked with a grin.
"No!" She pulled back and stepped to the right, only feeling the edge of the sword brush against her side. She could even feel a gust of wind in its wake. "Seriously! Are you trying to kill me?!"
"Relax," he chuckled, "it's not like I'm going to really hurt you!" He replied.
Their swords clashed again.
He was pretty strong. To think if his strength was this high, then the others would be ten times as that!
"Having fun?"
She scoffed, "Does it look like it?"
He shrugged, "Just wondering."
They pulled back, and after a series at attempts at slashing each other, Heisuke doing more of the slashing, he managed to get her. Right on her bandaged arm.
Ow! Kira winced and immediately dropped the sword. It landed with a thunk! and she kneeled down, holding her covered wound.
"Oh! Sorry, Kira-chan!" Heisuke exclaimed as he dropped his as well, crouching, trying to comfort her.
"Great, now you really did it!" Sanosuke scolded.
Kira smirked inwardly and grabbed the sword she dropped, pushing Heisuke off of his balance. H did and fell back with a thud.
She slowly got up and towered over him with a satisfied smile.
They were all silent.
"Before you say that that was foul play, I still could've stabbed you with my other hand…" or worse.
"Ha ha! She beat you!" Shinpachi roared of laughter.
Kira sighed and plopped down beside Heisuke.
"I… that's cruel, Kira-chan!" He exclaimed as he sat up. "I thought I actually hurt you!" He sounded a bit angry, and it was now gnawing at Kira.
She blinked, "Well," she felt guilty and mustered up a few words, "it did hurt. But for only half a second." She added.
Heisuke sat up and folded his arms, "Still! That wasn't funny!"
"Well, at least we know you can defend yourself." Saito said.
That was just a wooden sword though…
Heisuke's voice brought her back from her daydream, "Your arm! It's bleeding!" He exclaimed.
She looked at the bandage that was slowly collecting blood on the other side. "It's covered, so it's fine. It's not like it's going to get infected."
"I thought you didn't like blood," Okita countered.
"If there's a ridiculous amount, then yeah. Small cuts, that's fine." And then she remembered… that… thing that attacked her when she first got here. Covered in blood with a twisted grin, with the eyes of crimson and white hair that was dotted with the same red. Its laugh echoed through her ears and she shivered.
"Kira-chan?"
She wasn't sure who said her name. She couldn't tear away from the terrifying images. "And… what was that thing? It attacked me when I got here. It also wore the same uniform…" she did her best not to stutter. She felt bad for dampening the mood, but she couldn't banish the thought away.
This time, she didn't hear a response. They were all silent.
"Guys…?" She watched as they exchanged looks with each other, making her feel left out.
"If you tell her without my consent, there's a guarantee that I would kill you all," Hijikata growled.
Kira jumped, only to see Hijikata stepping out of one of the rooms. His scary side was back again, and it was enhanced.
"Ah, Hijikata-san!" Heisuke exclaimed.
"Relax, we didn't say anything," Okita put up his hands in defense.
She couldn't restrain herself any longer, so she asked, "What's up with this secret? Is it that bad?"
The guys, minus Hijikata, simultaneously averted their gaze. Kira then wished she just kept quiet. Hijikata responded, "Something that should've never been possible."
Now, she really wanted to have kept her mouth shut, but it was too late. "So, are you going to tell me, or not?"
He sighed, "That 'thing' that attacked you…"
Kira nearly leaned in so she could hear the rest of it.
"Is a demon. A Rasetsu."
A what…? "A demon…?"
"It was an experiment gone wrong."
Kira then asked, "And it was wearing the same thing… are you guys—"
"No. We're not." Saito said.
She was surprised to hear a sudden response from Saito. Almost making them look guiltier. It was like a messed up sci-fi movie, an experiment going horribly wrong, causing havoc in the city. But how did they manage to do that?! Extreme hypnotizing? An unknown drug?
"Those demons have incredible speed, strength and enhanced healing abilities. But it's hard to control them. I was hoping that you wouldn't bring it up too," Hijikata muttered.
Kira wanted to shrink back and crawl into a corner, considering that this subject seemed like one that wasn't brought up a lot. But she pressed on, curiosity getting to her. "So that's why you didn't want me to leave…?"
"That and because you don't know the area. It's too dangerous," he said.
That just sounded like he… cared…
"Well, now that you know, you better keep quiet about this," Okita said. He gave her a devious grin, "Or I'll kill you."
She nodded once, "Got it." With him threatening to kill someone almost constantly, she assumed it was normal, since the guys didn't really react to it. But she was glad that she knew a few things that got her into this mess. But the thought of how, and why she got here was still a mystery to her, and it would remain for a while.
…
With her arm re-bandaged, thanks to Sannan, she wandered about the headquarters, since she didn't want to go on patrol right now, since she was so hungry, and because she had nothing much to do. Kira had thought of practicing her dance, but the room she used earlier was now filled with a bunch of men practicing using the sword, and she didn't want to dance in her room, nor dance outside.
And then the scent something cooking filled her nose. Her stomach immediately growled. Must be dinner time. She pulled out her iPod and checked the clock. 7:03 A.M— wait, that's not right. Guess her iPod clock didn't change when she magically went to Japan. And what was worse was that she didn't know what the real time was. Sighing, she shoved her iPod back into her pocket, and she started to follow the smell of food.
Eventually, her curious nose reached a sliding door. Opening it slightly, the smell became stronger. She nearly swooned. Food never smelled this good before.
"If you're just going to stand there, why don't you just come in and help?" Okita asked as he started to chop something that looked unknown to Kira.
She jumped. How did he know I was there?! "Uh," she mumbled as she quickly went inside what looked like a kitchen, closing the door behind her. The kitchen had what looked like stove… with a fire that consumed the wood that cracked every now and then. On the… stove, Heisuke was stirring something in a pan. What sat in the pan was what looked like chunks of meat, or maybe it was something else. The food that was in the pan was unknown to her, but it smelled delicious either way.
"Oh, hey, Kira-chan!" Hesiuke exclaimed, taking his eyes off of the pan for half a second to meet her gaze.
"Hi." She said as she smiled lightly. "That smells really good. Just saying." She said as her eyes lingered on the pan.
"Hah, you think so?" He grinned.
She nodded, and then her eyes trailed to Okita, who was chopping away. "And how did you know I was there?"
He smirked, but he didn't look at her. He scraped the chopped vegetable into a pan as he replied, "Let's just say I'm very observant."
Kira rolled her eyes as she shook her head. "Anyways, you two make the food?" She couldn't exactly believe that just Heisuke and Okita prepared all of the food.
"Nah, we just alternate." Okita replied. That makes sense.
Heisuke asked. "Wanna help out?"
"Well…" she thought for a moment. "I guess." She shrugged.
…
Throughout the time she helped make dinner, she just helped cutting vegetables and various items, since she didn't know how to make the entire meal. The two teased her for not knowing how to make food, which wasn't true in her point of view. She could make hamburgers, spaghetti, etc. Just not Japanese food… besides rice, but she just had to put that in a rice cooker, so that didn't really count.
During dinner time, she was surprised how good the food turned out, and she wasn't a big of a fail as she thought she would be. Kira also learned that she was going to out and patrol with Sano and Shinpachi, which she didn't mind much. She knew that these two were pretty crazy together… even crazier when Heisuke was around, so it wasn't like she would be walking around with unemotional people.
The sun was now gone, and the stars that hung suspended by invisible strings were mini lights in the sky. A few stray clouds covered the moon and the small suns. The empty roads of the city were filled with the men walking around, swords ready to be drawn. Their footsteps echoing off of the walls, filling the quiet town.
Kira walked in between Sano and Shinpach. She had some bandages wrapped around her feet to prevent anymore blisters, and it felt amazing to not walk with burning feet.
Shinpachi pointed at a corner, "Hey, Kira-chan. That's where I found you."
Both Harada and Kira looked at the alleyway that Shinpachi was pointing at. It sounded like was talking to a pet. The alley didn't look very familiar, since almost all of them looked the same to Kira. She still couldn't believe that it was two days since she was here. "And then I ran away from you," she added.
Harada chuckled. "I can probably guess why."
"Hey!" Shinpachi protested. "She was probably freaked out!"
"I was." She replied honestly. Kira glanced at her bandaged arm. Being attacked by a Rasetsu definitely made her terrified, one, she nearly got killed, and two, it meant that this is all real. It's not a dream, so if she messed up in this world, then she would be gone.
"So how are your feet doing?" Harada asked.
"Uh," she glanced for half a second at her bandaged feet. "Well, it doesn't hurt right now… so I guess they're fine."
And then she saw a shift of shadows in a nearby alley by the corner of her eye. She slowed her pace and put her attention to the alley. What was that? She shook her head. Maybe I'm just paranoid. Her heartbeat picked up as her mind wandered back to the memory of the Rasetstu. Kira shivered and unconsciously brought her hand to her bandaged arm.
"You okay, Kira-chan?" Shinpachi asked.
Tearing her eyes away from the alley, she refused to look him in the eye. Kira put her focus on the road ahead of her. "I…" she shook her head. "Thought I saw something."
"You won't have to worry," Harada grinned. "You have a dozen men with you, so it's no problem."
Kira nodded once. "Yeah." She couldn't help but take a second glance at the alley where she saw the shadow move. It seemed to be a bit too big for a small animal, so it was definitely a person. Maybe they were being followed— Oh my God, Kira! Calm down!
…
A man with blond hair and blood, red eyes stood atop of a building, far enough for the men on the ground to not see him. He stood in an arrogant stance, with his one hand on his swords. A smirk curled the corners of his mouth.
"Kazama-sama," another man said with long, brick red hair, who was dressed in a black robe. "This is the girl, correct?"
"Yes." Kazama replied bluntly.
"Well, why don't you just nab her and go?" A man said with a twisted grin. He had dark blue hair, almost purple, which was held in a ponytail.
"Hmpf. Let those dogs have their fun with the new girl." He said in a low voice. "And it wouldn't be much of a fight."
"But that girl is the key for new opportunities. If you wait too long, she'll just accidentally kill herself. She did say that she wasn't accustomed to this world." He argued back.
"Just let have Kazama-sama have his way for now," the other man replied calmly.
"The girl isn't that oblivious." Kazama replied. His eyes followed the girl in the strange clothing as she walked with the others in the city. "And it's not like we won't find her again."
"I just wanna know why she would do something like that to begin with."
"Why question it? She gave us demons the greatest opportunity that is yet to be taken."
He just scoffed as he folded his arms.
"Relax, Shiranui," Kazama said. "We'll take her soon enough."
Oh my goodness...THIS IS SO SHORT! I apologize! I am disappointed in myself, but I just can't seem to think of anything else!
This is kind of a filler, minus the little introduction of Kazama and friends at the end. Anyways, again, I'm sorry for the late update and for the really pathetically short chapter. Truth is, I have the major points of the plot all charted out… I just need fillers, or chapters that help transition into them! If any of you are kind enough, would you mind giving me some ideas for fillers? That would be wonderful! But I promise the next few chapters will actually move the story along! PROMISE!
I have mid-terms this week, so expect a 2 week dead-ness from now on. I need to study my butt off, and then recover from the tests. ^^"
Thanks for reading! Don't forget to review~!
