Thank you to Tatsuko-san, Ashfae-san, Cecille Francisco-san, Sylvia-san and Lily-san for prereading.
:: :: Non spoken conversation
Kokoro - Heart, Mind and Soul
Part 13
By Jade One
Time Frame: Day after Exchange (Still ^_-)
Tokyo - Kamiya Kasshin Ryuu Dojo
Akihisa leaned back against the tree, sleepily half
closing his eyes. His afternoon was proceeding far better than his morning.
The tree was reasonably comfortable, the sun was warm and so far everything
was running according to plan. The Cobras will attack the Shadow Daggers
later tonight. That would keep Saitou occupied. Still I wonder if I should
see him personally. He did try to attack me... He glanced over at the
dojo, watching his memories fight. No... The Cobras will delay him,
but he is persistent. I can deal with him later. He does not have to be
my enemy...
He pushed thoughts of Saitou, the Cobras,
everything from his mind as Kaoru stormed around the corner of the building.
Her presence was announced by a glitter against his senses. Akihisa smiled.
She was so soothing, so beautiful when she was angry. Even the shadow
is lovely. A red haired man followed close behind her. He seemed to
glide over the wooden surface and somehow even while watching everything,
he remained focused on her. Just the man I wanted to see.
***
Kaoru stomped around the corner before stopping
and turning around. "Mou! Kenshin..." She trailed off. He wasn't listening
to her. He was just watching her and everything else with those yellow
eyes of his. I should be afraid but I know he won't hurt me. I
want my rurouni back... How long? This wasn't his fault. I need him. How
long will he be aloof? Kenshin's yellow eyes had kept her from doing
what she really wanted, namely beating some sense into his adorable hide
with her bokken. But I want my Kenshin back. He knows as well as I do
that that bastard Niijima is not coming back, so why can't I have my Kenshin?This
one is no longer necessary. I want my Kenshin, or at least one who does
not think I am a mirage. Kaoru closed her eyes briefly, remembering
the events from yesterday, the day when their wounds should have been closed.
I
guess things are never that easy. If I knew that all I needed to do was
wait to get my Kenshin back, then I would wait, however long it took. But
the Battousai is not showing me anything. What can I do to get my Kenshin
back?
A small part of her whispered, spitefully,
Don't
get kidnapped...
It wasn't my fault, she mentally screamed
in return. It wasn't my fault. It wasn't Kenshin's fault. It most definitely
was not Yahiko's fault. I need to get that idea out of his head. It was
Niijima Akihisa's fault. He is the only one to blame and he is the one
who should be suffering. But he's not. We are. At the same time, I know
he
will not be back. So why can't my Kenshin come back? I know the Battousai
is a part of Kenshin, but it is the side that should remain always asleep
unless needed. Now there is no need for the Battousai. I thought I had
him back...
Kaoru turned away from Kenshin. It would take some
time for him to get back to normal but she knew it would happen. She would
just have to wait. I'm good at waiting. For now, though, it was
lunch time, and she had better start preparing it. Megumi-san had said
last night, when she'd accompanied them home so that she could provide
them with some food, that it was important to keep Yahiko calm. Not getting
fed would certainly excite him.
Kaoru looked around at her supplies. Megumi-san
had been generous but she said I shouldn't feed him anything too harsh.
I suppose rice and vegetables should be mild enough. And I should be able
to prepare that easily enough, she added ruefully. She got a pot out
and stoked up the fire. Kenshin had settled into the corner. He was still
watching everything but at least he was out of the way. She got out three
trays. Sano was for the moment freeloading at the clinic so she didn't
have to worry about him. Kaoru put the rice on and turned back to cutting
vegetables. The same thought which had occurred at breakfast intruded.
I
can cook better than this.
She shook her head slightly and answered her own
voice. I can't! Kenshin can cook better than I can. To emphasize
her argument she remembered the rice creations Ayame and Suzume had presented
her with the morning after she'd meet Kenshin. Rice creations Kenshin had
made. I can cook better than this. It was insistent.
Unbidden came the memory of Yahiko's complaints about breakfast. Kenshin
had merely eaten without comment but Yahiko had been full of them, especially
since Megumi-san had forbidden her to use her bokken.
"In his condition, none of your usual punishment,
Kaoru-chan," her voice had been firm.
"Although your cooking should be punishment enough!"
The comment had earnt Sanosuke several bumps on his head.
It's not like I don't try to cook nicely,
she thought desperately. It just never seems to work. But rice and vegetables
should be simple enough. She looked up from chopping. The sunshine
was bright in the dojo's yard. Like it was yesterday, I'd imagine...
Yesterday...
The sun had been so hot in the formal kimono
she had been wearing. Niijima had seemed to know that would be the case
and had insisted that they wait in the shade. But she could not be thankful
for the gesture. It was simply one of the many he had shown her. He had
never hurt her and he'd promised that he never would, but taking her had
been pain enough.
He'd kept his word though. He hadn't hurt Kenshin,
physically at least, and although he had knocked Sanosuke out, it was minor.
No!
It wasn't minor. He was brutal. He arranged to have Yahiko beaten. He does
not deserve my regard. A treacherous part of her mind questioned.
Did
he arrange to have Yahiko beaten or was that just his men?
It doesn't matter! She screamed internally,
shaking her head slightly. The movement brought Kenshin's curious and concerned
gaze towards her but she didn't notice as the memories of the day before
consumed her.
She thought her heart would break, seeing Kenshin
so fierce and cold. But she knew he'd win. Even with the knife at her throat,
she trusted him, loved him, and she knew she'd take the pain if it would
spare him. But it was not to be. She had almost cried out, begged him to
stop when Kenshin had accepted the other sword, but she knew that wouldn't
have stopped either man. And again when Kenshin agreed to his deal. It
tore her apart but Kenshin would not stop until he had protected her and
Niijima would not until he had what he wanted. They were two great forces
facing off against each other with her caught in between.
Then it had all been over. Kenshin and Niijima had
staggered away from each other, fatigue catching up with them. She saw
Saitou moving but that was not her concern as she'd gone to Kenshin's side.
Kaoru had put her arms around him, supporting him as she helped him to
move away from any conflict. It was strange but she hadn't felt the heat
from the sun then. The whole world had seemed cold until Kenshin accepted
her help, gently raising an arm and leaning into her. Then the world had
been a thousand times warmer than the sun, but as gentle as a feather's
touch. Of course Kenshin hadn't needed her help for long but it was enough
for then.
She'd heard Niijima's mocking call, "Sayonara,"
from behind the smoke pellet she presumed he had thrown and the word had
left her smiling. She knew he was gone, forever. Niijima Akihisa had gotten
what he'd wanted, but in return he'd kept his promise. He had given her
up without making the slightest gesture to reclaim her. He didn't have
to. But why did Kenshin pay his price? Why am I always his weakness?
"Koishii, it was not your fault." The voice
broke through her reverie. "If you must think of yourself as a weakness,
then you are one I am prepared to accept. I wouldn't have it any other
way." Warm fingers brushed the back of her neck.
"Kenshin," she sighed. The voice was not that of
the Battousai.
He continued. "I am more of a liability to you.
It is my presence which puts you in danger, Kaoru-koishii. And yet you
had the courage to accept the hated and feared Hitokiri Battousai. You
had the courage to overlook and accept my past, to see the man I had become.
And for staying here I apologize for the danger I inflict upon you."
"No, Kenshin!" Kaoru turned, bringing her finger
to his lips, silencing him. She looked into his violet eyes. "No Kenshin.
You must never think that. I... I trust you. I love you. If you
have put me in danger, if you have put any of us in danger, I... we...
we all accept that. It was never your fault," she whispered, laying
her head against his chest and hearing his heart beat. She saw his face
redden from the corner of her eye before he backed away.
"You need to check the rice," came his embarrassed
voice.
She looked over at the pot. "Mou!" It was beginning
to bubble over, but at the moment it was not too bad. Kaoru grabbed a cloth
and carefully moved it off the heat and then turned back to Kenshin with
a smile on her lips. "I should have done that earlier..." But Kenshin was
gone. The Battousai sat again in the corner, watching her with those yellow
eyes. "Arigatou Kenshin," she said, turning away. "I think it will still
be edible." The smile did not fade. Even if it were only for a few moments,
the Battousai had relaxed. Kenshin had acknowledged subconsciously perhaps
that the danger was past. And when he knows Niijima is truly gone, Kenshin
will be back! And if he thinks he is a danger to me then I accept that,
she thought, knowing Kenshin would feel her intentions, her chi. I'm
not going to go anywhere.
Kaoru turned back to the vegetables, her
heart considerably lighter than from a few moments ago. I have to hurry
before the rice gets cold.
Cold? She shivered. Saitou-san's eyes, usually
filled with contempt had been so cold but he had remained as proper as
always. She had seen him yesterday, watched the way he'd resheathed his
sword after Niijima disappeared. She could see the annoyance and disappointment
in his moves, the tightening of his mouth. He had come back to them walking
through the dissipating smoke as if it wasn't there. Saitou had then flicked
his eyes over his old foe, but by then Kenshin had recovered and simply
looked back at him with a bland expression.
"He got what he wanted?"
"Aa, but it was my choice to give it."
Saitou blinked at the response but he gave no other
reaction. He glanced over at the still unconscious Sanosuke before turning
his attention to Kaoru. A slight smirk flicked across his features as he
noticed Kenshin tensing at his regard. "Kamiya-san, are you hurt?"
The question came as a complete surprise. "Ii...
Iie, Sai-, I mean Fujita-san. Niijima Akihisa did not hurt me."
"That is good." He glanced at Kenshin. "Since this
is a police matter and since kidnap is a serious crime I will continue
investigations into Niijima Akihisa and any cohorts he may have. Good day
Kamiya-san." He turned away, settling his katana more comfortably.
Kaoru missed the knowing smile which passed across
Kenshin's features before he spoke. "But you'd pursue him anyway, wouldn't
you?" The question was not quite a challenge but it came close.
"As a police officer, it is my duty to ensure criminals
are brought to justice," came the agitated reply.
"I didn't mean Fujita, Saitou."
"You belong to me. I won't let anyone interfere
with that." This voice held none of its previous politeness and Saitou
continued moving away.
Kenshin had given a short bark of laughter, before
falling silent. Kaoru looked at him quizzically. Something important had
just happened between the two but she wasn't sure exactly what it was.
She shook her head as she turned toward Sano. Whatever it was, it wasn't
important now. She walked over to where Megumi sat supporting him.
"Megumi-san. Is Sanosuke okay?" Kaoru knelt on the
ground beside him, unmindful of the dust she would get on the silk of her
kimono, and looked over at Megumi's troubled face.
"He will be, Kaoru-chan. He should wake up soon.
It's not as if the fool has never been unconscious and injured before.
But his hand is going to need to be rebandaged every day. And I thought
I'd finished doing that for a while," she added quietly.
Kaoru smiled slightly. If Megumi-san was complaining
already about Sanosuke's hand then he would be fine.
"How are you, Kaoru-chan? No scratches, cuts or
any
other damage?" Megumi studied her intently.
"Iie. I'm fine," Kaoru replied forcefully. "They
did not hurt me." She gasped with a sudden memory. Yahiko screaming for
her to run, then lying like a bloody broken doll on the ground before her.
Guilt swept over her, for not remembering him earlier. And worry. "Megumi-san?"
She asked, her eyes wide. "What about Yahiko-chan?"
"Yahiko is recovering well, although he blames himself."
"It wasn't his fault."
"I know, and I think you telling him that will be
the start of his believing that. Yahiko is a very proud child but he will
recover. Now are you sure you're fine?"
"Hai! They didn't hurt me and while I was asleep
most of the time but I know nothing happened."
Megumi nodded thoughtfully. "Drugged?" she murmured
as if considering the word. "In that case Kaoru-chan, if you have any unusual
problems please come and see me immediately. If you feel dizzy, sick or
overly tired... anything! It may be a reaction to the drug. But in a few
days I want to examine you and you're not going to say no. I want to be
sure you're fine." Megumi's tone left no room for argument.
"Arigatou, Megumi-sensei." The voice came from behind
them.
Kaoru sighed slightly. There was no way she was
going to get out of this now.
Megumi inclined her head politely at Kenshin but
her attention shifted to Sanosuke, who was beginning to come around.
"Ahou! Baka!" he swore between clenched teeth, before
his eyes snapped open and curses changed as he tried to rise. "Temee! Give
back... Huh? Ojou-chan?"
Kaoru hid a smile. Sanosuke was exactly how she
remembered him, rough and unpolished but still a good man. "Hai, Sanosuke?"
"You okay?"
"Mmm. I am now," Kaoru responded patiently. I
guess I'm going to hear that question a lot. "How about you?"
Sano grinned up at her and his eyes twinkled mischievously.
"Nah, I've been unconscious before. Nothing to it. I'll be fine. I've got
this comfy position and nice view." The last comment earnt him a red welt
on his cheek before he was deposited in the dust. "Nice to know you care
megitsune," he smirked, sitting up and dusting himself off.
"Sanosuke! That was uncalled for!" Kaoru stamped
her foot. "Megumi-san was worried about your worthless hide and this is
how you treat her?"
Sano looked slightly shame faced. He turned and
mumbled towards Megumi-san the fact that he was sorry and a thanks for
her rebandaging of his hand. "Forget it, Sanosuke," she snapped from where
she knelt, carefully repacking her medical box. Her tone however held the
promise that this was not over yet and that she and Sano would have words
about it. Sano had the good grace to look apprehensive before he turned
back to Kaoru and the man who was standing behind her.
He picked himself fully out of the dirt, standing
carefully to check his balance. "So what happened?" He asked, looking
around. "Where is that bastard's corpse?"
Kaoru stared at the ground guiltily.
"Jou-chan, it's not your fault. What happened?"
he asked with a glance towards Kenshin. Sanosuke started slightly. He had
watched the past few days as Kenshin had become more cold and remote, but
he never thought he would go all the way, especially with Kaoru back at
his side. "What happened?" he asked urgently, again.
"Niijima Akihisa left and promised he would never
return," Kenshin explained coolly. "We will not hear from him again."
Sano nodded. "So what was his price?"
Kaoru shook her head, a quick gesture trying to
warn Sano away from that question, while Megumi looked up curiously. Kenshin
simply smiled and said, "I paid it." After that he fell silent. Sanosuke
was wise enough now to know not to pry.
He did, however, look over at Megumi, who had finished
packing her case. "Do you want me to carry that, megitsune?"
She looked outraged for an instant, then sighed.
"That would be good," Megumi said, picking up the case and handing it to
him.
Sano slung it on his shoulder then looked back.
"Well, shall we go celebrate Jou-chan's return? Standing here is not getting
us anywhere and Yahiko-chan is waiting."
Kaoru nodded with a smile before remembering the
package that had been left in the shade. "Chotto matte," she called as
she turned back towards the trees. "I have to get something." As she moved
towards the trees she could feel Kenshin's eyes on her and them. He was
ready for anything. She could almost see his left hand on the sheath of
his sakaba tightening, ready to bring the sword forward for use if anything
seemed out of place.
There it is, she thought as she reached the
box. The kimono she was wearing was nice, but it was his, and although
if she sold it she could more than replace the one in the box, there was
no need to forget it. Besides this one was special. She had had it for
a long time and it was purple, a lighter shade than Kenshin's eyes but
in the same hue. She smiled, turning with the box grasped firmly before
her at that thought. It seemed a silly reason to keep it but silly or not,
she was taking it. It had a lot of memories.
She walked back to the others and they all went
back to the clinic...
Kaoru shook her head, looking down at the three trays she had prepared. Now was not really the time to be remembering such things. Yes, that looks about right, she decided and carefully stacked them together. She looked over her shoulder at Kenshin as she picked them up. "Since Yahiko isn't supposed to move much I thought we'd go eat with him," she explained before she moved towards the door. This dojo was her home. It had been for her entire life but yesterday it had almost seemed alien to her, as if it was a place she knew but had never seen. That was silly. Kenshin nodded once in acknowledgment but remained silent. He almost seemed afraid to talk to her, afraid she'd vanish like a mirage. Maybe that's why...
They had left the Clinic straight after the
evening meal. Ayame and Suzume were too young to understand everything
and had only known that something had happened to Yahiko-niichan and Kaoru-neechan.
Ken-nii had also been affected and had not played with them for days. They
had been overjoyed to see Kaoru-neechan back, especially dressed in such
a nice manner.
Yahiko had been happy to see Kaoru but his happiness
was marred by a number of factors - his injuries, the fact he hadn't been
at the exchange and the fact that Kenshin was still cold and remote. Kaoru
had talked to him at some length after she had assured herself that he
would be fine and was recovering from his wounds. "Yahiko, what happened
was not your fault. Niijima Akihisa," she had said the words with some
distaste, "is gone. And as for Kenshin," Kaoru's face had been both sad
and frustrated, although her voice was light. "Kenshin just needs time
to recover. We all need time to recover," she added thoughtfully.
Yahiko had nodded at her words and had for the most
part wisely kept quiet. He could move around now and could walk but he
wasn't supposed to much. It was very boring and he was missing the practice
and losing his conditioning. He could feel it.
Megumi had walked them back to the dojo, carrying
some food for them and keeping a close eye on Yahiko. She'd dropped them
off and continued home after promising to return the next day to check
on Yahiko. The short walk had tired Yahiko and after Kaoru unfolded his
futon for him, over his protests he had gone to bed, but only after reaffirming
that he was glad to have his sensei back with a quick half embrace. Kaoru
had been both touched and amused. His injuries were making him honest and
it was an interesting situation. But she wasn't tired yet and was going
to sit with Kenshin. Only after I change out of this accursed kimono.
Kenshin had trailed along behind her, as
he had done so ever since they had come back from the field and she was
half afraid that he would attempt to follow her into her room. While that
might be nice, there were some things she felt they should wait for. So
it was that she felt a slight flush of relief when Kenshin settled himself
outside her door. She touched his shoulder briefly. She felt she needed
the contact and perhaps it would reassure him. "I'll just be a minute,"
Kaoru said, moving into the darkening room and sliding the door closed.
Kaoru looked around the room. It was exactly how
she had left it. The yellow kimono was hanging ready to be worn. That
one will do. It would be heavy enough to counter the slight chill in
the night air. She stripped the silken kimono she was wearing off, completely.
None of it was hers, and she undid the ribbon which she had tied in her
hair. And then she quickly dressed, shivering slightly at the goose bumps
raised on her skin. In the gloom Kaoru selected a green ribbon, like the
one she had been wearing that day and roughly tied back her hair. She looked
down at the discarded pieces of clothing and felt inexplicably guilty.
It wasn't the kimono's fault. Kaoru rather hastily picked it up and hung
it out carefully along with the other items. I should always keep my
room tidy. The thought came as she finished and moved to the door.
Kenshin's shadow was barely visible against it but he was still there.
As she opened the door he looked at her. Kaoru smiled
warmly and held out her arms slightly skipping along, displaying the cloth
she now wore. Kenshin rose to look at her. She looked into his yellow eyes
and on impulse said brightly. "See, I'm all changed now!" Why had she
said that? But she didn't have time to speculate.
Strong arms closed gently around her and Kenshin
bent his head over her shoulder. Warm. He is so warm. But there
was something wild about his hug. She shivered slightly. Kenshin tightened
his grip, almost imperceptibly and the feeling vanished. A smile crept
on to her lips and she closed her eyes, leaning into him. Warm... But
I feel so safe... I wish this feeling wouldn't go away.
"I will always be here for you." The voice
was husky. "I will always protect you." This one was not. It was the voice
and the inflections of the Battousai but somehow softened. Kaoru did not
feel afraid. Warm...
Safe... The feeling came back, redoubled.
"I will always be here for you," she repeated the promise, listening to
Kenshin's heart beat as she tentatively raised her arms, returning the
embrace. "Always."
"Well, you're finally here with lunch."
The words were so unexpected that Kaoru started
but she retained enough presence of mind to keep the trays upright.
"Mou! Yahiko, don't do that to me if you want to
get fed!"
"Geez, Kaoru! I was expecting lunch hours ago,"
Yahiko retorted in his usual charming manner. As she passed him a tray
he looked at it suspiciously. "Let's see how much more food you've managed
to ruin today," he quipped at her, before he took what some might have
called a dangerous action, by stuffing his mouth full of rice. As he chewed
he pretended to be deaf to the tirade which was assaulting his ears although
he knew some where along the line he would probably end up paying for the
comments. The dojo floors were probably extremely dusty from a week of
non use.
Kenshin took his tray in silence and began to eat.
If the food was displeasing to him, he gave no sign that Kaoru could detect.
It
will take some time before he is back to normal, Kaoru thought again,
looking down at her own meal. Before he doesn't guard my every move.
Before he doesn't sleep outside my room. She thought with that recurring
flash of anger.
She wasn't angry that he'd slept there, well she
was but she was more angry that he hadn't slept in his room, on his futon
and gotten a proper night's rest. She knew him well enough to know that
he wouldn't have rested well for the previous week. And she was angry that
if he had to, absolutely had to sleep there, that he hadn't gotten himself
a blanket to ward off the chill night air. As far as she could determine
he'd just curled up and sat there, waiting for morning. If she'd known
he was going to do it, she would have escorted him to his room to make
sure he got there. It's not as if he'd stay there, reality intruded.
Kaoru sighed slightly. That's probably true.
Until Kenshin could again feel safe, until he had reassured himself that
she was not going anywhere she admitted she probably couldn't stop him.
I
am going to make sure that he has a blanket though... She smiled, slightly
pensive even regretful but full of patience. He came back to me
once and I know he isn't going anywhere. I can give him the time he needs.Kaoru
looked up at Kenshin, the smile turning to one of quiet acceptance.
I
will always be here for you.
***
Akihisa leant against the tree. What he could
feel was reassuring. Kaoru had cooked lunch and had taken it to Yahiko.
The Hitokiri Battousai had protectively followed her every move. She'd
even been on the verge of ruining the meal before he had intervened. He
nodded. The cooking was not out of place as he'd originally thought, making
a note not to let Kaoru near his kitchens. The child's reaction had confirmed
this. He looked back at the dojo. The memories she was projecting were
reassuring as well. The Battousai had accepted her, held her as his own.
I
always keep my word.
But it was still interesting. Saitou
is still after me? He recalled her memory, his now. Saitou's words
to her and the Battousai had for him been fierce. The Cobra's
will delay him. He looked over as Kaoru emerged again, carrying their
lunch trays. Her shadow was in attendance. He looked at her carefully searching
for a flaw but he could find none. Her hair was long and glossy. Her eyes
a beautiful sparkling blue and her face was so lovely. The figure he knew
was lithe and trim although it had a woman's curves. Perfect. But today
there seemed to be something extra. "Aa," he nodded in understanding. She'd
taken some extra time that morning to look her very best. It showed in
little things - the complexity of her obi, the smoothness of her hair leading
into her pony tail and the precise amount she allowed lose. Her ribbon
too had been tied especially well.
He smiled, "Perfect."
Akihisa reached out carefully, gently touching the
Battousai's mind. He kept himself well shielded, it was possible the man
had been sensitized to him and he did not wish to be caught. He had noticed
the things she had done. They had reaffirmed his love for her. Akihisa
suppressed the urge to laugh aloud. That was too perfect.
He watched throughout the afternoon. Kaoru sat on
the porch. She appeared to be mending a garment. The Battousai settled
beside her and eventually Yahiko moved out to join them. Akihisa frowned
slightly at his condition. I didn't realize they had gone so far. But
he dismissed the matter. They had instructions to get her unharmed.
I said nothing about others.
The scene before him though reeked of peaceful domestic
life. Exactly how I wanted it.
After Kaoru had finished sewing she had practiced
a bit with her bokken, explaining some moves to Yahiko and showing him
different ways to hold his hands on his shinai. It was all within her normal
routine.
The sun was getting low, staining the sky yellow,
when Megumi arrived carrying a small box. Kaoru lay aside the paper she
had been reading and rose to greet her. Akihisa roused himself. Nothing
unusual had occurred. Everything was going according to plan. The Battousai
was very protective but had accepted her as Kaoru. So had the others. She
looked and acted the same, there was no reason they should not but he had
to be sure. I kept my word, Battousai, Akihisa thought as he jumped
down from the tree. "This is really 'sayonara,' Battousai," he said quietly,
ignoring the fact the man he addressed could not possibly hear him. "Live
your life happily with Kaoru. I will not return," he added as he walked
away.
To Be Continued.
Definitions
Arigatou - Thank you
Temee - Very bad way of saying 'you'. Worse than Kisama
Ahou - moron
Baka - idiot
Ojou-chan - Young lady, Little Missy, Sano's nick name for Kaoru
Megitsune - Fox Lady
Mou - Female darn, general frustration
Hai - Yes
Iie - No
Sayonara - Good bye
Tamashii Hitokken Ryuu - Yasutake Ryuichi's and Murakami Seir's technique
Tamashii - soul
Hitokken - One Sword
Kouken Sokuuchi Ryuu - Niijima Akihisa, Segawa Shinichi, and Ryusaki
Masujiro's technique
Kou - Thought
Ken - Sword
Soku - Swift
Uchi - Strike
Fairly simple ne?
HUGE Thank you to Tatsuko for helping to create the names of some fighting
schools.
Any other names that appear in this fic, eg names of people, while I'm sure they mean something, I did not pick them because of any meaning they may have. I picked them because I liked them when I was choosing names. Some I stole from other manga's and animes and one or two I made up myself.
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