Why Sanosuke REALLY has a sword that big.
By Yami-chan.
Disclaimer: As much as it kills me, none of the people or places in this fanfic belong to me. ::sobs:: It's not fair!!!
Warning: This is my first fanfic, and I personally think it is rather stupid. So please bear with me and r/r. Thank you.
_______________
_______________
Kenshin Himura was walking through the Kamiya training center when he saw Sanosuke sitting in the dojo. Before he had a chance to say anything, though, he noticed what Sanosuke was doing.
"Ah, there's nothing like a giant backscratcher." Sanosuke moaned, while using that huge zanbato to scratch his back (and the backs of his feet).
"Sanosuke, what are you doing, you are?"
Sanosuke whirled around to see Kenshin standing at the door. He quickly put the zanbato back in its cloth and blushed.
"I was just flexing my arm muscles."
"Riiiiiight."
About five days later, Kenshin discovered Sanosuke watching the tv (never mind that this is 1878 and Japan) and sitting on the couch (let it go!). Once again, Kenshin was about to say something when Sanosuke lifted his zanbato.
"Ah, my trusty remote" Sanosuke said.
Kenshin looked confused for a moment. 'I thought the remote broke a month ago.' he thought.
Sanosuke lifted the giant sword and used it to poke the t.v. and change the channel.
"San-san, what are you doing?"
"Um, I was practicing my jab."
Once again, Kenshin just turned around and walked away, saying," Riiiiiight."
Late that night, Sanosuke snuck out with his zanbato. Kenshin knew this because a guy with a sword that big is kinda hard to miss and he could see him from his bedroom window.
"Ah, Zanbato," Sanosuke whispered lovingly after he had escaped the grounds of the Kamiya household.
He walked up to a soda machine (please, please ignore the fact that this was before soda) and put the tip of his sword in the coin slot. Oddly enough, the machine actually accepted the zanbato as cash, and he selected a soda (punch, in case it matters. Sanosuke looks like a punch soda drinker in hiding to me) and pulled the zanbato out. Maneuvering his arm, he used the sword to pop the top off (which tells us just how lazy he really is. I mean, think how far back he would have to move his arm to accomplish that feat.). Then, drinking the soda, he used the zanbato to scratch his itchy rear.
Kenshin saw all this and wondered why exactly he didn't just get a back-scratcher and a new set of batteries for the remote.
_____________________
_____________________
Sanosuke: That was certainly stupid.
Yami-chan: Shut up, you!
Sanosuke: Make me.
Yami-chan: Real mature, San-chan.
Sanosuke: You're the one who wrote this, Yami-chan.
Yami-chan: ......So?
Sanosuke: And you know you're in love with me.
Yami-chan: No! No! It's not true! I swear it isn't! Okay, so maybe it is.
Sanosuke: Tune in later, if the lynch mob doesn't reach this place first.
By Yami-chan.
Disclaimer: As much as it kills me, none of the people or places in this fanfic belong to me. ::sobs:: It's not fair!!!
Warning: This is my first fanfic, and I personally think it is rather stupid. So please bear with me and r/r. Thank you.
_______________
_______________
Kenshin Himura was walking through the Kamiya training center when he saw Sanosuke sitting in the dojo. Before he had a chance to say anything, though, he noticed what Sanosuke was doing.
"Ah, there's nothing like a giant backscratcher." Sanosuke moaned, while using that huge zanbato to scratch his back (and the backs of his feet).
"Sanosuke, what are you doing, you are?"
Sanosuke whirled around to see Kenshin standing at the door. He quickly put the zanbato back in its cloth and blushed.
"I was just flexing my arm muscles."
"Riiiiiight."
About five days later, Kenshin discovered Sanosuke watching the tv (never mind that this is 1878 and Japan) and sitting on the couch (let it go!). Once again, Kenshin was about to say something when Sanosuke lifted his zanbato.
"Ah, my trusty remote" Sanosuke said.
Kenshin looked confused for a moment. 'I thought the remote broke a month ago.' he thought.
Sanosuke lifted the giant sword and used it to poke the t.v. and change the channel.
"San-san, what are you doing?"
"Um, I was practicing my jab."
Once again, Kenshin just turned around and walked away, saying," Riiiiiight."
Late that night, Sanosuke snuck out with his zanbato. Kenshin knew this because a guy with a sword that big is kinda hard to miss and he could see him from his bedroom window.
"Ah, Zanbato," Sanosuke whispered lovingly after he had escaped the grounds of the Kamiya household.
He walked up to a soda machine (please, please ignore the fact that this was before soda) and put the tip of his sword in the coin slot. Oddly enough, the machine actually accepted the zanbato as cash, and he selected a soda (punch, in case it matters. Sanosuke looks like a punch soda drinker in hiding to me) and pulled the zanbato out. Maneuvering his arm, he used the sword to pop the top off (which tells us just how lazy he really is. I mean, think how far back he would have to move his arm to accomplish that feat.). Then, drinking the soda, he used the zanbato to scratch his itchy rear.
Kenshin saw all this and wondered why exactly he didn't just get a back-scratcher and a new set of batteries for the remote.
_____________________
_____________________
Sanosuke: That was certainly stupid.
Yami-chan: Shut up, you!
Sanosuke: Make me.
Yami-chan: Real mature, San-chan.
Sanosuke: You're the one who wrote this, Yami-chan.
Yami-chan: ......So?
Sanosuke: And you know you're in love with me.
Yami-chan: No! No! It's not true! I swear it isn't! Okay, so maybe it is.
Sanosuke: Tune in later, if the lynch mob doesn't reach this place first.