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Disclaimer: I don't own Kenshin and nor do I own Pride and Prejudice. I will probably use a lot of quotes from the original work of P&P written by Jane Austin and also the A&E Movie of P&P but there are alas too many to count so I will not quote them. Just know that anything that sounds vaguely pleasant to the ear, most likely Jane Austin wrote it.
Note from the baka who wrote this story *points to self*: okay I don't know what possessed me to write something like this!!… P&P is basically my favourite novel but I think my story does injustice to Jane Austin's wonderful work. Plus I think basically what I will do is copy the book in a lot of the parts lol.. aiya.. sorry Jane…. If this story is even remotely welcomed by the nice ppl on ff.net you deserve ALLL the credit lol… and well, I take responsibility for all the parts that suck. @_@… oh and since this is a parody which is basically an AU fic, I've decided that Kenshin will NOT use – dono, he will use – san just like everyone else. Oh and Saitou is quite OOC in my opinion. Oh and this is still suppose to be ancient Japan. Well.. not ancient.. but you know…
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Chapter one"Kaoru-chan!" Misao called as she ran towards her older sister. "Wait up! Okaa-san wants some daikon from the market as well."
Kaoru looked down at the shopping list in her hand and frowned. "How does she expect me to carry all this stuff she wants?"
"I guess that's what I'm here for ne?" Misao smiled as they continued their way towards town.
The Saitous were a middle class family with 4 daughters living on the outskirts of Tokyo. They were not rich, but still considered well off. Kaoru being the oldest followed by Misao, both considered quite the beauties in the surrounding areas. Their accomplishments in martial arts, as well as in literature and the fine arts were well known and admired by neighbours and friends.
Kaoru with her jet-black curtain of hair hanging just below the waist and a dazzling smile was enough to turn any man's head whenever she walked down the streets. At 19, her kind and trusting manner was something to be envied.
Misao was only one year younger than her sister, and equally as beautiful. With a pair of enormous eyes of the deepest ocean blue, and a thick black mane of ebony, she often elicited many longing glances from on looking young bachelors.
The younger daughters of the Saitou family, Ayame and Suzume were quite different from their older role models. They were young and spoiled, considered rather silly and ignorant by their father, and cared very little for neither tradition nor convention. However, at the age of 12 and 9, their behaviour was excused as childish remnants of their youth, and overlooked.
"Misao-chan, could you please…. take… AHHHhh!.." The plea was cut short as Kaoru collided with an unsuspecting passer-byer and the numerous boxes she carried came tumbling down on top of them both.
"Oororoooro…"
"Kaoru-chan! Daijoubu desuka??"
Kaoru took her sister's offered hand and reassured her that she was fine. "Ano… I don't know if I can say the same for him though." She pointed apologetically towards a swirly-eyed man sprawled under a heap of boxes. She hurriedly dug through the fallen parcels and helped him to his feet, "Gomen nasai! I hope you're not hurt!!"
"Daijoubu daijoubu." The young man returned with a friendly smile, one hand coming up to inspect the newly formed bump at the back of his head. "You seem to be carrying too many things ne? Can I offer my help? " He bowed smiling agreeably.
Kaoru was at a loss for words. The man before her was VERY handsome. He had long, flaming red hair restrained by a leather strap at the back of his neck, matched by a pair of luminous violet eyes. The cheerful smile he displayed was contagious and Kaoru couldn't help but smile back.
And so, as our eldest Miss Saitou stood and stared at the gorgeous figure before her, it was Misao who provided an answer, "Arigatou, but we couldn't trouble you. We're almost home anyway. Eeto…"
"Ahh, how rude of me. My name is Kenshin. Himura Kenshin. It'll be no trouble I assure you," he returned, already bending down to retrieve the items on the ground.
"Watashiwa Misao desu, and that's my sister Kaoru. Well Himura-san, our house is just a couple of streets over that way…"
"That's the same direction I'm headed in, let me help, I insist," he cut in before Misao could finish.
"A..arigatou Himura-san," Kaoru finally regained her self.
He rewarded them with another dazzling smile before they walked on, one that touched the depth of his violet eyes, letting them sparkle in the sunlight.
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"Hajime dear," said his lady to him one fine morning, "have you heard that the Tatako Dojo has finally been bought? "
Saitou replied that he had not.
"Oh but it HAS!" returned an energetic Tokio, "Okina has just been by to see me, and he told me all about it!"
Saitou made no answer.
"Well don't you want to know who has taken it?" cried his wife impatiently.
"I know you're going to tell me, and even if I object, you'll still tell me, so what need have I to say anything?"
This was invitation enough, "why, my dear, you must know, Okina says that the estate has been taken by a young man of large fortune from the north of Japan. He came down yesterday morning in a carriage, and four horses just to see the place! He was so delighted with it that he agreed upon it immediately! He will be here for sure by the end of the week! Maybe he's even here already!"
"What's his name?"
"Himura. And he's single to be sure. What a fine thing for our girls. Oh you must call upon him immediately!"
"And why should I do such a thing"
"Oh Saitou, how can you be so tiresome. Think what a good establishment it would be for one of our girls! If you don't go, then it would be very hard for the rest of us to just waltz over to his GIGANTIC house."
"Tokio, be serious, you know our daughters are all silly and ignorant, probably the most silly in the country, perhaps Misao has something more of a quickness than her sisters, but all in all, it would be a waste of my time to visit Himura."
"Oh how can you be so cruel to your own daughters? How can you deny them this chance of a lifetime?"
"I do hope you get over it, and live see many young men of large fortunes come into the neighbourhood."
"If you don't go visit them, it would be useless if twenty such men came here."
"Trust me, when there are twenty, I'll visit all of them." Saitou turned back to his book ignoring his wife's further complaints.
"Tadaima." The call floated into the room as the sound of the front door opening was heard. "Okaa-san! Do you know how much stuff you told us to buy? How did you EVER expect us to carry it all?"
"Misao don't be childish, you made it home didn't you?" Tokio replied with slight irritation, failing to notice the third body that stepped into the house.
"If Himura-san hadn't been kind enough to help us we wouldn't be back right now."
Tokio froze at the mention of Himura, glancing over with eyes wide in surprise. Kaoru had put down her own load and turned to relieve Kenshin's burden from him. "Thank you again for all your help Himura-san."
"Ahh.. Iie. And just Kenshin is fine," he bowed towards Tokio who was standing dumbstruck in the hallway. "Oh and I was wondering if you could help me. I'm looking for the Saitou residence."
"Saitou?" Misao sounded incredulous, "you're standing in it. We're the Saitou family."
"Oro… Sumimasen… I didn't realize….."
"Himura, welcome to our house." Saitou came up behind his wife and placed a hand on her shoulder then inclined his head ever so slightly to the red haired man. "This is my wife Tokio. I see you have already met my two eldest daughters."
"Saitou-san. It's a pleasure. You must forgive me. I didn't know these were your daughters." He bowed apologetically, "I was just travelling this way when we ran into each other. I wanted to personally thank you again for your help yesterday."
"Iie, don't mention it."
"Himura-san," Tokio finally summed up the courage to begin speaking. "We must thank YOU for your help today as well. Why don't you stay a little while and join us for tea?"
Kenshin politely declined saying he had business to attend to in town, and was soon on his way.
"Saitou! You sly mule! You've already been to see him? Why didn't you say so?" Tokio cheered as soon as Kenshin was out of hearing range.
"My dear, I assure you I have never intentionally sought his company, nor did I have any knowledge of him taking residence in the Tatako dojo, which I assume would now be called Himura dojo."
"Tatako dojo? You mean that enormous house by the riverside? Himura-san lives THERE?" The two girls were intently listening in the background and jumped in surprise in hearing this.
"Oh quiet girls, listen to what your father has to say first." Tokio cut in, waving her hand at them in an irritated manner without taking her eyes off Saitou. "What did he mean 'all your help'?"
Saitou watched their eagerness with slight amusement as he replied. "On my way back from Osaka yesterday morning, I came across him and his sisters. The wheel of their carriage had sunk into the mud and I merely lent them a hand to push it out."
Tokio was far from satisfied by this simple account and continued hounding her husband for more details. Feeling rather sorry for their poor father but not wanting to get caught up in their one of their mother's raptures, the two girls slipped away to the privacy of their own rooms to converse about the morning's events.
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I hope I can make this story worth reading…. Please tell me if anyone would like me to continue writing this? Aoshi hasn't made an appearance yet but he SHOULD be here in the next chapter… that is if anyone would like to actually read that far lol.. aiya.. I sooo suck at writing….. but I can't help but try!. Oh woe is me….
Okay okay I know I should be working on my Hiko fic but… EEEK I've suddenly lost all ideas of what to write! So. I've entertained myself by writing this boring lil parody….. ¬.¬ *sniffles*