Death by the moon
Disclaimer: * pulls a cookie out * fortune cookie! * opens fortune and reads it* 'You do not own kenshin. You never will. Get a life.' Aw! * sniff *
Authors note: Well kenshin may never see Kaoru again. Maybe...or maybe they won't...Dun dun dun! XD lol...away we go! * spins the wheel *
P.S.: I changed the scenery some where Shishio lives...
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~~4 days to go...~`
The moon hovered in the air, barely shining through the thick patches of clouds overhead. The rain was pouring harder than Battousai could ever remember. His cold amber eyes portrayed the scene in front of him.
There were two, simply two, guard warriors standing in his way and the cliffs leading to Shishio's fortress. He knew Shinori was always with Shishio, or rather the other way around. He reached for his blade calmly, when a ninja jumped from behind him.
He turned almost immediately, and slashed him with the blade, not bothering to start yelling the names of the moves out. Not enough time. He leaped past the two guards, who stood dumbfounded for a few seconds, before their bodies fell in chunks into the ground.
Battousai sheathed his bloody katana, and let his boots pound the ground at a fast and astounding rate. Not many people could really match his speed. He smirked on this, brushing a few lochs of red hair from his eyes, before moving to his cross-shaped scar. He frowned a bit, but continued his pace.
~~~3 days to go...~~
Battousai looked up at the less than full moon. Just three days to go until his demise. How...odd. He never really thought about his countdown to death. His chest rose up in pain, and he felt cramps creep up his sides. Almost two days straight without stopping full-out sprinting. He slowed to a more comfortable pace, still much faster than most ninjas. He stopped suddenly, as he realized that shadowy figures with katanas were nearing him. Well at least one.
The darkness revealed the tall figure of Sanosuke. In his hand the Zanbatou he had received from Battousai. His amber eyes flowed over Sanosuke, who stopped and turned to the figure beside him.
He gasped realizing who it was. Shinori. Shinori Satsugai. He immediately felt his hand quiver with both anxiety and queasiness. He felt a shiver run down the spine. His amber eyes met with the flaming red eyes of Shinori.
Had his eye color changed? He remembered Shinori being exactly like him...well the other way around really. And he wasn't that far off of Battousai's age. Probably just about 7 years. Maybe even less.
It seemed as though he had started killing at such a young age, he was hardened by must be the age of 10. And skilled none the less. And now, 34, he would easily overcome Battousai. However, Battousai still had the hidden move up his sleeve. He had been taught it, and improved it even more, but still refused its name to anyone.
However, he thought the name over in his mind. Akurei Kyoushu Ryuu Kuroi Sen Arashi. That meant Dark spirited assassins style, Dark black dragon storm.
He had performed it on no person except one, of a soldier he never learnt the name of. He believed it to be Akira, though unsure. He held some potential.
When thinking of that name, his past was instantly brought up. He tried to remember just how he knew that name. Tomoe? Maybe she had mentioned it sometime. His brow furrowed thinking back. He shrugged; there were more important things than remembering who he killed.
He looked at Sanosuke harder, and saw behind him a smaller figure, who he knew right away of course. His amber eyes hardened and he felt his heart wrench in pain. Kaoru. However, she was in tears. Constantly clinging to Sanosuke, she held him crying. However he made no move to hold her back.
He thinned his eyes, but let the spasm of hate pass. Kaoru loved Sano...he couldn't hurt him. His amber eyes flecked blue thinking of love. Confused, he reached forward and stopped realizing what he was doing. Amber flooded his eyes, as the small sound attracted Shinori.
Battousai knew exactly what Shinori was doing. He knew Battousai was there.
Battousai jumped from the bush, and landed in front of them. His amber eyes were blazing so much, that even Sanosuke looked hesitant. He tenderly touched the hilt of his katana, but made no further effort to sheathe it. When he spoke, he spoke in a cold harsh voice, emphasizing hate on every syllable.
"So I return, after many years of searching for you Shinori, and this is what I find? You teamed up with that wanna-be fighter, and her...hah! How pathetic! "
"Battousai, might I add that I alone could defeat you without the help of him. However, he is better than you can possibly imagine. "
"Oh really? "
"Really."
"Then let us just see how well he does against me."
"Fine then. Sagara! Kill him!"
Kaoru sobbed harder as she fell to the ground. Sanosuke made no move to stop her but instead smirked, and kicked her.
"Shut up bitch."
He turned around and brought the Zanbatou to his left hand, which he lifted easily. A new strategy? Possibly...
Battousai lifted his own blade from the sheathe, and brought it to his chest. He gripped the handle hard, and lowered his head so his bangs covered his eyes. He flashed the blade across the sky, and hardened his look.
He thought back in those few instants, to his father. His damned father. How...depressing. He thought back to his loving mother, and felt a tear well up in his eye. The tear fell to the ground while Battousai hardened his look even more. He clenched his jaw. He was going to die today...it was obvious. But he would kill Shinori doing it.
Battousai lifted his head, and felt his thoughts swirl around him. Concentrating, he looked hard into the eyes of Sanosuke, who instantly shivered from the glare. Battousai rose to his feet at a height of almost 5 and a half feet. He growled, and brought the blade forward.
-If you had...one shot...one opportunity...to seize everything you ever wanted...one moment...to capture...just let it slip-
Focusing, he took a step to the left, and instantly lunged at his opponent. All thoughts faded from him as he was in his full element; the lust to kill. His fighting style was slightly changed, quicker, and harder.
His blade instantly stabbed into Sano's arm, but he didn't stop. Fresh blood...
He lifted the blade, and brought his other hand to his other blade, and sheathed the blade into Sano's other arm. Disentangling the blades, he back flipped and thrusted his blade backwards. He landed on the tip of the blade digging into the earth and straightened up.
He, however, did not stop. He lunged only forward, and unsheathed the dagger, and stabbed it into Sanosuke who was already coughing up blood. While injecting the blade deep into his lung. Instantly, blood was regurgitated, and Sano fell to the ground, the moon casting a shadow upon his body, which was lit on the ground, shining.
He turned to see a shadowed figure moving stealthily across the ground. It had an unsheathed sword, and as it reached Battousai, the fighting instantly began. The skilled fighter parried and countered countless times, but Battousai mimicked back.
After an hour, the moon was shining high over the two fighters and Battousai broke the fight to find out just who could be so skilled.
"Sir, why did you break our warm up session?"
Battousai ignored the taunt, and harshly stated his question.
"Your name...?"
"Soujirou sir. Soujirou Seta."
"Well...your abilities as a samurai are rather impressive Seta."
"Why thank you Mr. Battousai!"
However, no further conversation was exchanged after that. Battousai found himself tiring after over half a day of fighting. The sun was dimming a bit hiding in the trees. The battle raged on, while Kaoru simply watched.
She had been watching since Sagara's death. She buried Sagara and even kissed him, which had, for some reason, hurt Kenshin.
Kaoru looked as though she were just about done with life. She still looked pretty, but her face was expressionless, except for pain and misery. She sat next to Sagara's tombstone the whole time.
When the full moon was overhead, Seta fell down as Battousai slammed the blade into his shoulder. Both suffering from exhausting collapsed, but Seta fell unconscious.
Battousai staggered to his feet, but was not able to land the finishing blow. Instead he saluted to Seta, and began to limp towards the forest. He put his hand on his cross-shaped scar, and took a deep breath. Battousai deserved some rest. He closed his eyes and reopened them, a crystal blue. He sat down and leaned against a tree, as an apple fell into his hands. He looked at Soujirou who had died by the moon, as Sagara had.
Soon, he fell asleep.
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Kenshin awoke, with the sunlight glinting brightly, only partly shadowed by the trees. He rubbed his eyes and saw that he was on a lap. Instantly he sat up, his hand reaching for his blade. It was gone! He looked around, and suddenly saw that a tired, yet smiling Kaoru was looked down on him. She held both his swords.
"Looking for this Kenshin?"
"Hai, Kaoru-dono"
"Well you don't get them!"
"ORO!"
"Gomen...but I don't want you to die."
"Then why did you not stop Sagara from fighting?"
"Because by then I realized how deeply I had fallen in love with you. With him... I was just infatuated."
"Oro! ..."
"Kenshin...I love you."
"Kaoru-dono-"
"Just Kaoru, koi."
"Hai. Kaoru, you shouldn't have fallen in love with me..."
"Nani?! But why?!"
"Because...you know I'm going to die. But I will die today."
Kaoru gasped, and she lowered her head. She shook her head, as tears slid down her cheeks, and onto Kenshin, who had sat up. He instead shifted her so she was on his lap. He leaned up and kissed her cheek, where the tears were.
"Kaoru...I am going to kill Shinori today, and possibly Shishio. If I do return, I will just die from poison."
"Kenshin. Listen to me koishii. I will find you a remedy. I'll die doing it! "
She picked up one of his blades, and pricked his skin. She caught the blood in a cup. The blood was black, tainted purple.
She looked up at him, and her lip quivered. However, she couldn't cry. But why not? Her lover was going to die. All from the damn Oniwabanshu group! WAIT! That was it! Misao!
She kissed Kenshin on the lips, and told him quietly that she planned to go to Misao and return before lunch, so to wait.
She turned and ran, at top speed. Eventually she disappeared into the forest. It was a race against time...
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Authors note: More romance next chappie I promise. Next chapter will be ALL K/K...and Kenshin might just die at the end...we'll see.
Ok im out! Later!
Nani- What
Oro-kenshins favorite phrase, sorta means what too
Gomen-sorry
Hai-yes
Koi-love
Koishii-lover
P.S: I was in cali, sorry I couldn't update. Ill update again in a few days or something. Bai!
R.E.V.I.E.W!!
Disclaimer: * pulls a cookie out * fortune cookie! * opens fortune and reads it* 'You do not own kenshin. You never will. Get a life.' Aw! * sniff *
Authors note: Well kenshin may never see Kaoru again. Maybe...or maybe they won't...Dun dun dun! XD lol...away we go! * spins the wheel *
P.S.: I changed the scenery some where Shishio lives...
_____________________
~~4 days to go...~`
The moon hovered in the air, barely shining through the thick patches of clouds overhead. The rain was pouring harder than Battousai could ever remember. His cold amber eyes portrayed the scene in front of him.
There were two, simply two, guard warriors standing in his way and the cliffs leading to Shishio's fortress. He knew Shinori was always with Shishio, or rather the other way around. He reached for his blade calmly, when a ninja jumped from behind him.
He turned almost immediately, and slashed him with the blade, not bothering to start yelling the names of the moves out. Not enough time. He leaped past the two guards, who stood dumbfounded for a few seconds, before their bodies fell in chunks into the ground.
Battousai sheathed his bloody katana, and let his boots pound the ground at a fast and astounding rate. Not many people could really match his speed. He smirked on this, brushing a few lochs of red hair from his eyes, before moving to his cross-shaped scar. He frowned a bit, but continued his pace.
~~~3 days to go...~~
Battousai looked up at the less than full moon. Just three days to go until his demise. How...odd. He never really thought about his countdown to death. His chest rose up in pain, and he felt cramps creep up his sides. Almost two days straight without stopping full-out sprinting. He slowed to a more comfortable pace, still much faster than most ninjas. He stopped suddenly, as he realized that shadowy figures with katanas were nearing him. Well at least one.
The darkness revealed the tall figure of Sanosuke. In his hand the Zanbatou he had received from Battousai. His amber eyes flowed over Sanosuke, who stopped and turned to the figure beside him.
He gasped realizing who it was. Shinori. Shinori Satsugai. He immediately felt his hand quiver with both anxiety and queasiness. He felt a shiver run down the spine. His amber eyes met with the flaming red eyes of Shinori.
Had his eye color changed? He remembered Shinori being exactly like him...well the other way around really. And he wasn't that far off of Battousai's age. Probably just about 7 years. Maybe even less.
It seemed as though he had started killing at such a young age, he was hardened by must be the age of 10. And skilled none the less. And now, 34, he would easily overcome Battousai. However, Battousai still had the hidden move up his sleeve. He had been taught it, and improved it even more, but still refused its name to anyone.
However, he thought the name over in his mind. Akurei Kyoushu Ryuu Kuroi Sen Arashi. That meant Dark spirited assassins style, Dark black dragon storm.
He had performed it on no person except one, of a soldier he never learnt the name of. He believed it to be Akira, though unsure. He held some potential.
When thinking of that name, his past was instantly brought up. He tried to remember just how he knew that name. Tomoe? Maybe she had mentioned it sometime. His brow furrowed thinking back. He shrugged; there were more important things than remembering who he killed.
He looked at Sanosuke harder, and saw behind him a smaller figure, who he knew right away of course. His amber eyes hardened and he felt his heart wrench in pain. Kaoru. However, she was in tears. Constantly clinging to Sanosuke, she held him crying. However he made no move to hold her back.
He thinned his eyes, but let the spasm of hate pass. Kaoru loved Sano...he couldn't hurt him. His amber eyes flecked blue thinking of love. Confused, he reached forward and stopped realizing what he was doing. Amber flooded his eyes, as the small sound attracted Shinori.
Battousai knew exactly what Shinori was doing. He knew Battousai was there.
Battousai jumped from the bush, and landed in front of them. His amber eyes were blazing so much, that even Sanosuke looked hesitant. He tenderly touched the hilt of his katana, but made no further effort to sheathe it. When he spoke, he spoke in a cold harsh voice, emphasizing hate on every syllable.
"So I return, after many years of searching for you Shinori, and this is what I find? You teamed up with that wanna-be fighter, and her...hah! How pathetic! "
"Battousai, might I add that I alone could defeat you without the help of him. However, he is better than you can possibly imagine. "
"Oh really? "
"Really."
"Then let us just see how well he does against me."
"Fine then. Sagara! Kill him!"
Kaoru sobbed harder as she fell to the ground. Sanosuke made no move to stop her but instead smirked, and kicked her.
"Shut up bitch."
He turned around and brought the Zanbatou to his left hand, which he lifted easily. A new strategy? Possibly...
Battousai lifted his own blade from the sheathe, and brought it to his chest. He gripped the handle hard, and lowered his head so his bangs covered his eyes. He flashed the blade across the sky, and hardened his look.
He thought back in those few instants, to his father. His damned father. How...depressing. He thought back to his loving mother, and felt a tear well up in his eye. The tear fell to the ground while Battousai hardened his look even more. He clenched his jaw. He was going to die today...it was obvious. But he would kill Shinori doing it.
Battousai lifted his head, and felt his thoughts swirl around him. Concentrating, he looked hard into the eyes of Sanosuke, who instantly shivered from the glare. Battousai rose to his feet at a height of almost 5 and a half feet. He growled, and brought the blade forward.
-If you had...one shot...one opportunity...to seize everything you ever wanted...one moment...to capture...just let it slip-
Focusing, he took a step to the left, and instantly lunged at his opponent. All thoughts faded from him as he was in his full element; the lust to kill. His fighting style was slightly changed, quicker, and harder.
His blade instantly stabbed into Sano's arm, but he didn't stop. Fresh blood...
He lifted the blade, and brought his other hand to his other blade, and sheathed the blade into Sano's other arm. Disentangling the blades, he back flipped and thrusted his blade backwards. He landed on the tip of the blade digging into the earth and straightened up.
He, however, did not stop. He lunged only forward, and unsheathed the dagger, and stabbed it into Sanosuke who was already coughing up blood. While injecting the blade deep into his lung. Instantly, blood was regurgitated, and Sano fell to the ground, the moon casting a shadow upon his body, which was lit on the ground, shining.
He turned to see a shadowed figure moving stealthily across the ground. It had an unsheathed sword, and as it reached Battousai, the fighting instantly began. The skilled fighter parried and countered countless times, but Battousai mimicked back.
After an hour, the moon was shining high over the two fighters and Battousai broke the fight to find out just who could be so skilled.
"Sir, why did you break our warm up session?"
Battousai ignored the taunt, and harshly stated his question.
"Your name...?"
"Soujirou sir. Soujirou Seta."
"Well...your abilities as a samurai are rather impressive Seta."
"Why thank you Mr. Battousai!"
However, no further conversation was exchanged after that. Battousai found himself tiring after over half a day of fighting. The sun was dimming a bit hiding in the trees. The battle raged on, while Kaoru simply watched.
She had been watching since Sagara's death. She buried Sagara and even kissed him, which had, for some reason, hurt Kenshin.
Kaoru looked as though she were just about done with life. She still looked pretty, but her face was expressionless, except for pain and misery. She sat next to Sagara's tombstone the whole time.
When the full moon was overhead, Seta fell down as Battousai slammed the blade into his shoulder. Both suffering from exhausting collapsed, but Seta fell unconscious.
Battousai staggered to his feet, but was not able to land the finishing blow. Instead he saluted to Seta, and began to limp towards the forest. He put his hand on his cross-shaped scar, and took a deep breath. Battousai deserved some rest. He closed his eyes and reopened them, a crystal blue. He sat down and leaned against a tree, as an apple fell into his hands. He looked at Soujirou who had died by the moon, as Sagara had.
Soon, he fell asleep.
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Kenshin awoke, with the sunlight glinting brightly, only partly shadowed by the trees. He rubbed his eyes and saw that he was on a lap. Instantly he sat up, his hand reaching for his blade. It was gone! He looked around, and suddenly saw that a tired, yet smiling Kaoru was looked down on him. She held both his swords.
"Looking for this Kenshin?"
"Hai, Kaoru-dono"
"Well you don't get them!"
"ORO!"
"Gomen...but I don't want you to die."
"Then why did you not stop Sagara from fighting?"
"Because by then I realized how deeply I had fallen in love with you. With him... I was just infatuated."
"Oro! ..."
"Kenshin...I love you."
"Kaoru-dono-"
"Just Kaoru, koi."
"Hai. Kaoru, you shouldn't have fallen in love with me..."
"Nani?! But why?!"
"Because...you know I'm going to die. But I will die today."
Kaoru gasped, and she lowered her head. She shook her head, as tears slid down her cheeks, and onto Kenshin, who had sat up. He instead shifted her so she was on his lap. He leaned up and kissed her cheek, where the tears were.
"Kaoru...I am going to kill Shinori today, and possibly Shishio. If I do return, I will just die from poison."
"Kenshin. Listen to me koishii. I will find you a remedy. I'll die doing it! "
She picked up one of his blades, and pricked his skin. She caught the blood in a cup. The blood was black, tainted purple.
She looked up at him, and her lip quivered. However, she couldn't cry. But why not? Her lover was going to die. All from the damn Oniwabanshu group! WAIT! That was it! Misao!
She kissed Kenshin on the lips, and told him quietly that she planned to go to Misao and return before lunch, so to wait.
She turned and ran, at top speed. Eventually she disappeared into the forest. It was a race against time...
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Authors note: More romance next chappie I promise. Next chapter will be ALL K/K...and Kenshin might just die at the end...we'll see.
Ok im out! Later!
Nani- What
Oro-kenshins favorite phrase, sorta means what too
Gomen-sorry
Hai-yes
Koi-love
Koishii-lover
P.S: I was in cali, sorry I couldn't update. Ill update again in a few days or something. Bai!
R.E.V.I.E.W!!