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could have just plainly said no ) Happy Thanksgiving to all those that are reading
this that celebrate it. Think of it as a Thanksgiving gift =D (I AM posting
it up on Thanksgiving before all my freakish family shows up XDDD)
~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~ Chapter Nine ~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~
'Why couldn't I tell him who I was?'
/He will figure it out, little one/ he reached down and ruffled the soft red hair of the child that was clung to his leg.
'Why is he so sad?'
/Because the one he loves is dying/
'Dying?' The innocent, purple eyes looked up in question.
/Yes, I'm afraid so. You were being suppressed while it happened, you didn't need to see it anyways/
'Why is he dying?'
/Because... I stabbed him/
The little one looked up in alarm and horror. 'Why!'
/Why do you ask so many questions?!/ He pushed the smaller image of himself away.
'Because... it hurts to see him like this, and I can feel his pain.'
/Of course you can feel it, we are apart of him! I can feel it too/
The little one lowered his head, tears threatening to spring into his eyes at the harshness of his others' words. When the meaner one noticed this, he tried to ignore it, but he couldn't. It pricked at him, like needles on his skin, and he wanted to do something to make his precious other feel better, but he did nothing. He knew not how to handle such a difficult situation.
He sighed softly and knelt onto one knee, opening his arms and pulling the little one into them. /Come here, Shinta/
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
He stroked the head of the one he had come to care for so deeply. His eyes were worried, tears springing to them endlessly, seeming as if they would never stop. He just didn't know why this had to happen. What was to become of him? He had killed so many, it seemed, it had left the whole city in chaos. Slowly, he leaned down and kissed the wolf's forehead. "You'll be ok, right Saitou? I didn't m-mean to hurt you." He asked around a sob, trying his best to do this without choking himself as he cried. He couldn't remember a time where he had been so scared, so worried, and hurting so badly inside. But he didn't understand why he hurt and ached so.
Saitou hadn't answered his question, and the worry began to grow greater, spreading through him like the toxin that he had had only so long before from Yuuki. At least he was alive, though, but where was the doctor he had sent Yahiko after? As if on cue, Yahiko came within sight, a whole crowd of people behind him. Kenshin got a heavy sinking feeling when he saw the police force on their way as well. When they were beside him, the doctors and people helped lift Saitou and bring him away.
It was opposite for him, he was forced to the ground, his face pressed onto the soft soil as they pulled his arms behind his back and made sure his weapon was out of reach. "You are under arrest, Kenshin Himura, for the countless slaughtering of the innocent."
He didn't say a word, he let them bind his hands behind his back, lift him up again, and drag him away, heavily escorted. Many around them stared in awe and shock at the sight. Everyone had known this former manslayer to be their protection, someone to count on to show up and save the day, not murder the people.
He heard them whisper.
"Once a manslayer always a manslayer, they say."
"I knew that man could never really protect us."
"Everyone knew he was a fake"
"It's a shame... such a pretty face."
Was that how they were? Was society so judging without knowing what even happened? Yes, they were, and they would be like that, forever, he knew. He couldn't blame them; e DID kill a lot of people this night. What about Yahiko and... Kaoru!!! He gasped. "Miss Kaoru!"
"Shut your yap you little wretch," one of the guards said.
"No, please, you must find her. She's sick, she could die. She's in the woods, please. If you don't send someone out there I'll put up a fight and make this difficult." He threatened. They didn't believe him at first, just shook their heads in disapproval and kept walking, until he started to thrash and yell, breaking out of their grips.
"If you won't find her, than I will!"
"Oh no you don't, manslayer."
"I'm not a manslayer!" he ran the opposite direction, going towards the forest that bordered the city. They chased after him, realizing they should have just done what he said.
Kenshin managed to get to the spot where they had left her and he called out to her, but at that moment, he was seized and forced to the ground again. One of the guards volunteered to bring the girl back, and the others 'escorted' Kenshin back. He was glad he'd done it, even if it caused a bit of pain. It was well worth it for Kaoru's life. She meant to a lot to him and had taught him things he never thought he could learn.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
'He didn't kill anyone, yet they're taking him away.'
/I know. Don't worry about it, Shinta./
'You know I can't help it.'
A sigh. /Yeah I guess./
There was a long period of silence between the two, until they felt Kenshin withdrawing from his mind, spacing out, which Shinta took advantage of. 'Kenshin...'
~Wh-what...? Who is this?~
'We're here for you, and we want to help you.'
~We? What do you mean?~
/You should already know/
Suddenly they were visible, and Kenshin could see them in the darkness before him. He didn't quite understand. Was this a dream?
~You're me?~
/Not quite/
He narrowed his eyes and took a step back, only to plummet down and fall right into the arms of the one he had just been speaking to. But that didn't make any sense...
/Don't go trying to go through a mental breakdown on us now, Kenshin/ Those narrow eyes, that harsh voice seemed so familiar to him. It was the Battousai? It looked like him, sounded like him, acted like him, but he was him, right? And if he was him, yet he was over there, and now he was in his arms, did that not make him he? He confused himself and he suddenly felt dizzy.
'Kenshin needs rest, can I take over?'
/Don't do anything stupid/
Shinta smiled, he knew that was Battousai's way of saying 'be careful'. And like that, he disappeared, and they could only feel his presence.
~What's going on?~ Kenshin asked in slight panic. This was all so strange to him. Suddenly he had others of himself? Even worse, he could understand how they could have developed, and he knew exactly who was who. This had to be a dream. He kept trying to wake himself up, but it just wouldn't happen. ~Why have you intruded my mind?~
/Don't be so flippant. You made us, we aren't intruding./
~M-made you?~
/Yes./
He waited for an explanation, but when he realized he wasn't getting one, he cleared his throat and looked at him expectantly.
/.../
~Aren't you going to tell me how and why and... Are you going to put me down?~
He put him down, as requested. /It should be obvious as to how we came about; it is very simple. You suppressed Shinta, and tried to become stronger, the strongest of swordsmen, known as the Battousai now; myself. Once you felt you had no need to kill, you suppressed me and became what you are now./
Well, he certainly was blunt, Kenshin concluded. He digested the raw information. It DID make sense. For a long time he was silent, so intensely engrossed in what he was given, that he didn't notice that the Battousai had left him to himself. He looked around frantically, but he found that he began to like the solitude. It was almost like room; the place he was in. It was pitch black, actually, but it was like he could lie on a soft bed, sit in a chair, it was so strange, yet he felt so comfortable in the solitude. He could feel the Battousai and Shinta near, but only so. He could not talk with them, or see them.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Meanwhile, in the physical body of Kenshin, Shinta was being questioned, he couldn't answer anything, and he was more or less silent. The police began to get angry. He was in a cell, sitting in a chair, and a circle of police around him.
"So why did you do it?" One asked him.
"Do what?"
"Sir, please, we're not getting anywhere with him! He's avoiding our questions and being disrespectful towards us!"
"Silence!"
"..."
"If you don't tell us what we want to know, I'm going to be forced to hurt you."
Shinta blinked in confusion. Why would they want to hurt him? He didn't know anything.
"I really don't know anything of what you're speaking."
"Don't play innocent with us."
"I'm not."
A sharp slap to his face was his answer, his head whipping to the side from the force. It stung horribly and he swallowed hard, tears springing to his eyes. He lifted a hand and touched his cheek.
"Now, tell us."
"I told you, I don't know anything. I'm just filling in for a while!" Apparently he didn't realize that not everyone had multiple personalities like Kenshin did.
"What the hell is he talking about?"
"Give him another if he chooses to be so dodgy." The one that was in power said. And just like that, he was smacked again.
Again, his head was snapped to the side and he groaned softly. He felt his cheek starting to bruise and tears falling down his cheeks. "Battousai!" He cried softly. The policemen looked confused for a moment when suddenly he stopped crying, and they were met with a strong glare. "How dare you hit Shinta!"
Some of the officers took a step back. "What the hell is going on?"
Scythe: O.o;; I'm really sorry this took so long, and I'm sorry there's not reviewers corner T-T I've been a little lazy, and I wanted to get this out as quickly as possible. Please forgive me. Tell me what you think tho!
~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~ Chapter Nine ~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~
'Why couldn't I tell him who I was?'
/He will figure it out, little one/ he reached down and ruffled the soft red hair of the child that was clung to his leg.
'Why is he so sad?'
/Because the one he loves is dying/
'Dying?' The innocent, purple eyes looked up in question.
/Yes, I'm afraid so. You were being suppressed while it happened, you didn't need to see it anyways/
'Why is he dying?'
/Because... I stabbed him/
The little one looked up in alarm and horror. 'Why!'
/Why do you ask so many questions?!/ He pushed the smaller image of himself away.
'Because... it hurts to see him like this, and I can feel his pain.'
/Of course you can feel it, we are apart of him! I can feel it too/
The little one lowered his head, tears threatening to spring into his eyes at the harshness of his others' words. When the meaner one noticed this, he tried to ignore it, but he couldn't. It pricked at him, like needles on his skin, and he wanted to do something to make his precious other feel better, but he did nothing. He knew not how to handle such a difficult situation.
He sighed softly and knelt onto one knee, opening his arms and pulling the little one into them. /Come here, Shinta/
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
He stroked the head of the one he had come to care for so deeply. His eyes were worried, tears springing to them endlessly, seeming as if they would never stop. He just didn't know why this had to happen. What was to become of him? He had killed so many, it seemed, it had left the whole city in chaos. Slowly, he leaned down and kissed the wolf's forehead. "You'll be ok, right Saitou? I didn't m-mean to hurt you." He asked around a sob, trying his best to do this without choking himself as he cried. He couldn't remember a time where he had been so scared, so worried, and hurting so badly inside. But he didn't understand why he hurt and ached so.
Saitou hadn't answered his question, and the worry began to grow greater, spreading through him like the toxin that he had had only so long before from Yuuki. At least he was alive, though, but where was the doctor he had sent Yahiko after? As if on cue, Yahiko came within sight, a whole crowd of people behind him. Kenshin got a heavy sinking feeling when he saw the police force on their way as well. When they were beside him, the doctors and people helped lift Saitou and bring him away.
It was opposite for him, he was forced to the ground, his face pressed onto the soft soil as they pulled his arms behind his back and made sure his weapon was out of reach. "You are under arrest, Kenshin Himura, for the countless slaughtering of the innocent."
He didn't say a word, he let them bind his hands behind his back, lift him up again, and drag him away, heavily escorted. Many around them stared in awe and shock at the sight. Everyone had known this former manslayer to be their protection, someone to count on to show up and save the day, not murder the people.
He heard them whisper.
"Once a manslayer always a manslayer, they say."
"I knew that man could never really protect us."
"Everyone knew he was a fake"
"It's a shame... such a pretty face."
Was that how they were? Was society so judging without knowing what even happened? Yes, they were, and they would be like that, forever, he knew. He couldn't blame them; e DID kill a lot of people this night. What about Yahiko and... Kaoru!!! He gasped. "Miss Kaoru!"
"Shut your yap you little wretch," one of the guards said.
"No, please, you must find her. She's sick, she could die. She's in the woods, please. If you don't send someone out there I'll put up a fight and make this difficult." He threatened. They didn't believe him at first, just shook their heads in disapproval and kept walking, until he started to thrash and yell, breaking out of their grips.
"If you won't find her, than I will!"
"Oh no you don't, manslayer."
"I'm not a manslayer!" he ran the opposite direction, going towards the forest that bordered the city. They chased after him, realizing they should have just done what he said.
Kenshin managed to get to the spot where they had left her and he called out to her, but at that moment, he was seized and forced to the ground again. One of the guards volunteered to bring the girl back, and the others 'escorted' Kenshin back. He was glad he'd done it, even if it caused a bit of pain. It was well worth it for Kaoru's life. She meant to a lot to him and had taught him things he never thought he could learn.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
'He didn't kill anyone, yet they're taking him away.'
/I know. Don't worry about it, Shinta./
'You know I can't help it.'
A sigh. /Yeah I guess./
There was a long period of silence between the two, until they felt Kenshin withdrawing from his mind, spacing out, which Shinta took advantage of. 'Kenshin...'
~Wh-what...? Who is this?~
'We're here for you, and we want to help you.'
~We? What do you mean?~
/You should already know/
Suddenly they were visible, and Kenshin could see them in the darkness before him. He didn't quite understand. Was this a dream?
~You're me?~
/Not quite/
He narrowed his eyes and took a step back, only to plummet down and fall right into the arms of the one he had just been speaking to. But that didn't make any sense...
/Don't go trying to go through a mental breakdown on us now, Kenshin/ Those narrow eyes, that harsh voice seemed so familiar to him. It was the Battousai? It looked like him, sounded like him, acted like him, but he was him, right? And if he was him, yet he was over there, and now he was in his arms, did that not make him he? He confused himself and he suddenly felt dizzy.
'Kenshin needs rest, can I take over?'
/Don't do anything stupid/
Shinta smiled, he knew that was Battousai's way of saying 'be careful'. And like that, he disappeared, and they could only feel his presence.
~What's going on?~ Kenshin asked in slight panic. This was all so strange to him. Suddenly he had others of himself? Even worse, he could understand how they could have developed, and he knew exactly who was who. This had to be a dream. He kept trying to wake himself up, but it just wouldn't happen. ~Why have you intruded my mind?~
/Don't be so flippant. You made us, we aren't intruding./
~M-made you?~
/Yes./
He waited for an explanation, but when he realized he wasn't getting one, he cleared his throat and looked at him expectantly.
/.../
~Aren't you going to tell me how and why and... Are you going to put me down?~
He put him down, as requested. /It should be obvious as to how we came about; it is very simple. You suppressed Shinta, and tried to become stronger, the strongest of swordsmen, known as the Battousai now; myself. Once you felt you had no need to kill, you suppressed me and became what you are now./
Well, he certainly was blunt, Kenshin concluded. He digested the raw information. It DID make sense. For a long time he was silent, so intensely engrossed in what he was given, that he didn't notice that the Battousai had left him to himself. He looked around frantically, but he found that he began to like the solitude. It was almost like room; the place he was in. It was pitch black, actually, but it was like he could lie on a soft bed, sit in a chair, it was so strange, yet he felt so comfortable in the solitude. He could feel the Battousai and Shinta near, but only so. He could not talk with them, or see them.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Meanwhile, in the physical body of Kenshin, Shinta was being questioned, he couldn't answer anything, and he was more or less silent. The police began to get angry. He was in a cell, sitting in a chair, and a circle of police around him.
"So why did you do it?" One asked him.
"Do what?"
"Sir, please, we're not getting anywhere with him! He's avoiding our questions and being disrespectful towards us!"
"Silence!"
"..."
"If you don't tell us what we want to know, I'm going to be forced to hurt you."
Shinta blinked in confusion. Why would they want to hurt him? He didn't know anything.
"I really don't know anything of what you're speaking."
"Don't play innocent with us."
"I'm not."
A sharp slap to his face was his answer, his head whipping to the side from the force. It stung horribly and he swallowed hard, tears springing to his eyes. He lifted a hand and touched his cheek.
"Now, tell us."
"I told you, I don't know anything. I'm just filling in for a while!" Apparently he didn't realize that not everyone had multiple personalities like Kenshin did.
"What the hell is he talking about?"
"Give him another if he chooses to be so dodgy." The one that was in power said. And just like that, he was smacked again.
Again, his head was snapped to the side and he groaned softly. He felt his cheek starting to bruise and tears falling down his cheeks. "Battousai!" He cried softly. The policemen looked confused for a moment when suddenly he stopped crying, and they were met with a strong glare. "How dare you hit Shinta!"
Some of the officers took a step back. "What the hell is going on?"
Scythe: O.o;; I'm really sorry this took so long, and I'm sorry there's not reviewers corner T-T I've been a little lazy, and I wanted to get this out as quickly as possible. Please forgive me. Tell me what you think tho!