Chapter 3: Discussion about Saito
As Saito quickly walked home, he saw that it was still early evening. This is the earliest he's ever been home…while all the other husbands are home before the sun sets, he's home just as the moon is shining it's brightest--at midnight.
He wondered if Tokio was angry with him…
"Probably…" Saito thought with a smirk, remembering 6 days ago…
~~~~Flashback~~~~
"You said we were going to meet my closest friend in Shirojou Village! You promised you'd come with me." Tokio remarked, glaring.
"The office called me in for important business. I have to go." Saito said, pulling on his gloves.
"They ALWAYS call you. Don't you think they can live without you for just a few days?" Tokio protested.
"No. Of course not." Saito replied as if it was the most obvious answer. Tokio let out a sharp, impatient sigh. Saito knew she was impatient and tired of this. She hardly ever glared at him in THAT way…
"I'm sorry, honey, but…" Saito used his nicest voice.
"Don't you 'honey' me!" Tokio snapped. "Don't think you can sweet talk yourself out of THIS one!!"
Saito sweat-dropped.
"You promised me. And we haven't been alone with each other--- much less, we hardly seen each other…I don't want this to continue, Saito…" Tokio murmured sadly. "Can't you please come with me to Shirojou for just a few nights?" Tokio looked at him teary-eyed. "Please?"
"She's trying to make me give in by making me feel quilty." Saito thought. Yet….he DID feel guilty…Tokio knew his weakness all too well…she was playing dirty.
"I have to work," Saito kissed her on the cheek. "I know you're the last woman on earth to be crying---you tricked me too many times with that one." He smiled mockingly. He made his way to the door.
"Damn, it didn't work!" Tokio thought with a frown.
Saito was just about to make his way toward the door until…
"I won't forgive you for making me miss my friend's dinner party!!" Tokio remarked and hit Saito on the back of his head with a broom.
Saito stumbled out the door, surprised. He looked at Tokio, amused by her anger.
"Hmph!" Tokio glared and slid the door shut, but she was half-smiling when she saw Saito's amused face.
"I'll never forgive you!" Tokio said from behind the door.
"Never? I doubt that." Saito said back.
Tokio slid open the door and threw his nicely wrapped lunch at him, almost hitting his face. Saito caught it just in time.
"Never EVER!!!" Tokio glared.
"Cruel woman." Saito laughed aloud.
"And WHO'S the one that married her?" Tokio asked sarcastically and slid the door shut.
~~~~End of Flashback~~~~
Saito came to the front gate of his home. He pushed it open, walking toward the door with a smile. God, he missed her...of course, he'd never TELL her that, but...he knew she knew.
She'll be surprised to see him home so early---hopefully happy, too. He prayed she wasn't angry or upset with him. She wielded the broom very skillfully...She hardly saw him for the past week...
He saw her though. Watched her sleep through most of the night...
Saito slid open the door, finally in his sanctuary. He took of his hat and tossed it on the table.
"Tokio?" Saito called out. Silence. Saito instinctively felt a jot of concern jolt up his spine.
He called once more, walking through the hallway
He came to their bedroom. He saw that her nightgown kimono was carelessly lying at the foot of the closet. He picked it up, a sweet, yet subtly nice fragrant stuck to the clothing. It smelled of sweet wood and flowers of autumn, it smelled of her. Problem was…where was she? He couldn't ignore the natural feeling of worry. He wondered if...
"Is she in trouble?" he thought reflexively. "No...maybe she's just out, getting something from one of her friends." he thought. He hoped...
His eyebrows twitched as his ears picked up something...he looked through the window and saw two figures coming toward his door.
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"Saito is going to kill us, isn't he?" Yahiko asked as his hand twitched toward his wooden sword.
"Probably," Sanosuke sighed. "this is going to be a real pain..." Sanosuke was just about to knock on the door until...
The door suddenly slid open, Saito's yellow eyes glared at them. Sano and Yahiko jumped back from surprise.
"What are you two morons doing on my property?" Saito asked, glaring at the rooster head and samurai brat.
"Hey, no need to be so cold." Sanosuke glared back.
"Yes, I suppose so..." Saito agreed.
"Did Saito just say what I THINK he said? ...maybe he changed--" Yahiko thought, but...
"It's cold enough out there. Good-bye." Saito shut the door in their faces.
Two sweat-dropped rolled down Sano's and Yahiko's heads as a lonely winter wind passed by them.
"Jerk!" Yahiko exclaimed.
"Sorry--can't hear you. I have to do some paperwork." Saito said from behind the door, walking toward his desk.
"I guess you're too BUSY to hear about your WIFE then!" Sanosuke exclaimed. "Me and Yahiko will be leaving---"
Suddenly the door slid open, almost breaking from the force. Sanosuke felt a hand grabbing his throat. Sanosuke was lifted off the ground, he was frozen in surprise.
"WHAT about my wife?" Saito asked dangerously, as he looked up at Sanosuke, holding a tight grip on the rooster head's throat.
"...let..go..damn...you!" Sanosuke struggled.
"Hey, let go of Sano---!!" Yahiko was knocked back when Saito swapped him away with the back of his hand like a fly. "OW!" Yahiko rubbed his forehead, glaring at the wolf-like policeman.
"What about Tokio? Where is she? What does she have to do with a moron like you?" Saito looked at Sano with the sharpest glare that was ever produced.
"...can't..breathe.." Sanosuke grumbled.
Saito dropped him to the ground, Sano gasping from breath.
"What did you do THAT for!?!?" Sanosuke glared.
"What about Tokio?" Saito asked in a low, dangerous voice. He looked at Yahiko with dangerous yellow eyes.
"She's at the dojo!" Yahiko said quickly, quickly standing by Sano's side.
"She was attacked and we HELPED her--so be grateful, you jackass!" Sanosuke grumbled.
"Yeah, just trust us for once." Yahiko said, frowning at the wolf-like man.
"I don't trust any of you--especially, you." Saito glared at Sano. "Moron."
Saito calmly closed the door and briskly walked in the direction toward the Kamiya Dojo.
Sano and Yahiko went after him.
"Take that back! I am NOT a moron!!" Sano growled.
"Slow down!! Why are you walking so fast?!" Yahiko exclaimed. "It's too cold to be walking fast!!"
"Shut up, will you?" Saito snapped. "You're a moron, too bad---the truth hurts. And I'm walking quickly because I'm hoping to lose you two IDIOTS!"
"Now I'm a moron AND an idiot!?" Sanosuke's eyes turned red. "Alright, buddy--" he curled his fists. "Let's go!!"
"Sano, not NOW! Wait till we get in the dojo!!" Yahiko snapped.
Saito's jaw was clenched together, lost in thought.
"What was Tokio doing all the way over near the Kamiya residence? Why would she walk that far?" Saito thought, worry climbing up his spine.
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"Hey! She's waking up!" Kaoru called. Megumi rushed over.
Tokio slowly opened her eyes, awaking in a room lit by a candle. She saw a violet haired young woman and a dark-green haired woman who seemed to be the doctor. She felt as if she awoke from a long dream. Her shoulder throbbed, she winced in pain.
"Where..?" Tokio murmured, dazed.
"You're in the Kamiya Dojo--do you feel all right? Can you sit up?" Megumi asked.
"...My arm..." Tokio murmured as she struggled to sit up, her head spinning.
Kaoru helped the woman sit up and lean against the wall.
"There is a very bad bruise behind your shoulder---your arm will be weak for the next week or so." Megumi remarked.
Kaoru held a cup of water to the woman's mouth. Tokio sipped and leaned against the wall, remembering what happened.
"Who are you two? And who was it that helped me?" Tokio asked, regaining stablity in her head. She looked at the two women clearly.
"My name is Kamiya Kaoru," Kaoru replied. "And this is Megumi--she's the doctor that helped you. Sanosuke, that guy with brown hair, was the one that helped you out."
"Those names sounds very familiar..." Tokio thought. "So familiar..." she ignored it though.
"...I see...how long was I sleeping?" she asked.
"A few hours." Megumi replied.
"I need..to go." Tokio pushed herself to stand upright, feeling a bit weak in her legs.
"No!" Megumi made her sit back down. "You have to stay here until you regain some strength back. We'll give you some food to eat, then you'll probably be okay."
"But, I have to go back to my home," Tokio said. "My husband...I went to see my husband...and then...well, you know." she felt sadness in her heart again. She wasn't even able to see Saito today...a sinking feeling in her chest consumed her.
"You mean..." Kaoru swallowed. "Hajime Saito?" she prayed it wasn't the Saito she knew.
Tokio gasped, "You know him?" her spirits flew upward.
"Oh, no...you ARE Saito's wife..." Megumi and Kaoru groaned.
"Do you really mean Hajime Saito?" Tokio asked.
"--Yes." the two young women groaned in unison.
A smile lit Tokio's face, color came back into her once pale face.
"You must be friends of his then!" Tokio smiled.
"Friends? Well...in a vague sense..." Kaoru grumbled.
"A VERY vague sense." Megumi added.
Tokio laughed. She knew Saito wasn't very social or warm when it came to other people.
"Hello, miss." Kenshin greeted warmly as he entered the room.
"Oh! And this is---" Kaoru started.
"Himura Kenshin." Tokio finished. "Yes...Yes, now I remember! I can't believe I didn't recognize you before! The cross-shape scar and I heard a lot about you from Saito." Tokio smiled.
"Oro...you MUST be Saito's wife..." Kenshin mumbled as he walked closer and sat by Kaoru.
"Oh, now, I remember," Tokio smiled at them. "Where is the man with the rooster-like hair? Sagara Sanosuke is his name, yes?"
Kenshin and Megumi and Kaoru laughed, "Yes. He went out with Yahiko."
"Yahiko...is he the little samurai boy?" Tokio asked.
Kenshin nodded, "Yes, but he grew up a lot, that he did."
"Ah, and the famous Himura Kenshin...the Battousai. Yes, I remember during the revolution how...popular you were." Tokio murmured, looking at Kenshin.
Kenshin looked down at his lap, looking seemingly ashamed.
"Anyway, the past does not matter," Tokio said firmly, Kenshin felt more comfortable. "You know, Saito says your strength and speed are extraordinary," Tokio smiled. "It's a shame I never was able to see you and him spar before."
"Saito? Said that? About me?" Kenshin pointed to himself, blinking.
Tokio smiled, "I thought you knew. Saito likes you---well, likes you as a rival and in a way, as an ally."
"Saito's skill and strength are also very admirable. Though he doesn't have much skill with socializing with people, that he doesn't." Kenshin mumbled.
Kaoru looked strained.
"Something the matter, Miss. Kaoru?" Tokio asked, noticing Kaoru's strained face.
"How can you be married to someone like--like--like SAITO?" Kaoru blurted out. "No offense, but Saito is--is--is, well, not very...pleasant."
"Kaoru!" Megumi chided.
Tokio just laughed.
"A lot of people seem to ask me that." Tokio mused.
"You have to see the irony," Megumi remarked. "You seem to be a very nice, pleasant and compassionate woman. Saito, on the other hand, is the exact opposite in my opinion. And you're attractive---those men that followed you obviously thought you were."
"And since a woman like you is married to--Saito...it's very...weird." Kaoru added.
Tokio tilted her head to the side and asked, "Is it that why you find it so strange that I and Saito are together?"
"Well...he seems to be..the opposite of you." Kenshin remarked. "Opposites do attract, I suppose."
Tokio looked at the ceiling, a soft smile played upon her face. "I know it seems very strange but..Saito...and I..are very similar...I don't know if I'm the woman you think I am...I do have dark, horrible secrets of my own just as anyone else...but...I can't imagine myself with any one else except him..." she murmured.
Kaoru and Megumi sighed sweetly, "How sweet!"
Kenshin sweat-dropped.
Tokio snapped out of her thoughts, slightly blushing, "Well, anyway, I'm glad that I met you all. I hope to meet the others too. I heard about the adventures in Kyoto with Shishio. You must have had such a hard time."
"Yes," Kenshin nodded. "I'm sorry, but I don't think I asked your name."
"Oh! My name is Tokio," she replied. "And I truly am in dept to you all."
"No, no," Kaoru smiled. "We're glad to have met you, Miss. Tokio---I never imagined the Saito I know to...well, have a wife."
Tokio smiled as she was about to say something until she became absolutely still...
...she heard footsteps on the roof.
"Something wrong?" Megumi and Kaoru looked at Tokio's sudden silence. Then they realized Kenshin was awfully silent.
"Did you hear that, Mr. Kenshin?" Tokio asked quietly.
Kenshin nodded.
"Hear what?" Kaoru blinked.
Tokio closed her eyes, straining her ears to hear more. She heard the footsteps just above the room they were in. She heard a cracking...
"!!!" Tokio snapped open her eyes. She opened her mouth to warn them but---
The roof broke, a hole appeared, wood falling in and snow whirling around the room. Megumi and Kaoru let out a cry of surprise as they looked up, seeing metal gleaming...possibly a sword or weapon. And then a figure leaped through, heading straight toward Kaoru.
Her eyes widened as the sharp cold stung her face and the metal weapon went straight toward her throat...
**please review! Sorry for taking so long! I know this is a stupid chapter but please no flames.
As Saito quickly walked home, he saw that it was still early evening. This is the earliest he's ever been home…while all the other husbands are home before the sun sets, he's home just as the moon is shining it's brightest--at midnight.
He wondered if Tokio was angry with him…
"Probably…" Saito thought with a smirk, remembering 6 days ago…
~~~~Flashback~~~~
"You said we were going to meet my closest friend in Shirojou Village! You promised you'd come with me." Tokio remarked, glaring.
"The office called me in for important business. I have to go." Saito said, pulling on his gloves.
"They ALWAYS call you. Don't you think they can live without you for just a few days?" Tokio protested.
"No. Of course not." Saito replied as if it was the most obvious answer. Tokio let out a sharp, impatient sigh. Saito knew she was impatient and tired of this. She hardly ever glared at him in THAT way…
"I'm sorry, honey, but…" Saito used his nicest voice.
"Don't you 'honey' me!" Tokio snapped. "Don't think you can sweet talk yourself out of THIS one!!"
Saito sweat-dropped.
"You promised me. And we haven't been alone with each other--- much less, we hardly seen each other…I don't want this to continue, Saito…" Tokio murmured sadly. "Can't you please come with me to Shirojou for just a few nights?" Tokio looked at him teary-eyed. "Please?"
"She's trying to make me give in by making me feel quilty." Saito thought. Yet….he DID feel guilty…Tokio knew his weakness all too well…she was playing dirty.
"I have to work," Saito kissed her on the cheek. "I know you're the last woman on earth to be crying---you tricked me too many times with that one." He smiled mockingly. He made his way to the door.
"Damn, it didn't work!" Tokio thought with a frown.
Saito was just about to make his way toward the door until…
"I won't forgive you for making me miss my friend's dinner party!!" Tokio remarked and hit Saito on the back of his head with a broom.
Saito stumbled out the door, surprised. He looked at Tokio, amused by her anger.
"Hmph!" Tokio glared and slid the door shut, but she was half-smiling when she saw Saito's amused face.
"I'll never forgive you!" Tokio said from behind the door.
"Never? I doubt that." Saito said back.
Tokio slid open the door and threw his nicely wrapped lunch at him, almost hitting his face. Saito caught it just in time.
"Never EVER!!!" Tokio glared.
"Cruel woman." Saito laughed aloud.
"And WHO'S the one that married her?" Tokio asked sarcastically and slid the door shut.
~~~~End of Flashback~~~~
Saito came to the front gate of his home. He pushed it open, walking toward the door with a smile. God, he missed her...of course, he'd never TELL her that, but...he knew she knew.
She'll be surprised to see him home so early---hopefully happy, too. He prayed she wasn't angry or upset with him. She wielded the broom very skillfully...She hardly saw him for the past week...
He saw her though. Watched her sleep through most of the night...
Saito slid open the door, finally in his sanctuary. He took of his hat and tossed it on the table.
"Tokio?" Saito called out. Silence. Saito instinctively felt a jot of concern jolt up his spine.
He called once more, walking through the hallway
He came to their bedroom. He saw that her nightgown kimono was carelessly lying at the foot of the closet. He picked it up, a sweet, yet subtly nice fragrant stuck to the clothing. It smelled of sweet wood and flowers of autumn, it smelled of her. Problem was…where was she? He couldn't ignore the natural feeling of worry. He wondered if...
"Is she in trouble?" he thought reflexively. "No...maybe she's just out, getting something from one of her friends." he thought. He hoped...
His eyebrows twitched as his ears picked up something...he looked through the window and saw two figures coming toward his door.
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"Saito is going to kill us, isn't he?" Yahiko asked as his hand twitched toward his wooden sword.
"Probably," Sanosuke sighed. "this is going to be a real pain..." Sanosuke was just about to knock on the door until...
The door suddenly slid open, Saito's yellow eyes glared at them. Sano and Yahiko jumped back from surprise.
"What are you two morons doing on my property?" Saito asked, glaring at the rooster head and samurai brat.
"Hey, no need to be so cold." Sanosuke glared back.
"Yes, I suppose so..." Saito agreed.
"Did Saito just say what I THINK he said? ...maybe he changed--" Yahiko thought, but...
"It's cold enough out there. Good-bye." Saito shut the door in their faces.
Two sweat-dropped rolled down Sano's and Yahiko's heads as a lonely winter wind passed by them.
"Jerk!" Yahiko exclaimed.
"Sorry--can't hear you. I have to do some paperwork." Saito said from behind the door, walking toward his desk.
"I guess you're too BUSY to hear about your WIFE then!" Sanosuke exclaimed. "Me and Yahiko will be leaving---"
Suddenly the door slid open, almost breaking from the force. Sanosuke felt a hand grabbing his throat. Sanosuke was lifted off the ground, he was frozen in surprise.
"WHAT about my wife?" Saito asked dangerously, as he looked up at Sanosuke, holding a tight grip on the rooster head's throat.
"...let..go..damn...you!" Sanosuke struggled.
"Hey, let go of Sano---!!" Yahiko was knocked back when Saito swapped him away with the back of his hand like a fly. "OW!" Yahiko rubbed his forehead, glaring at the wolf-like policeman.
"What about Tokio? Where is she? What does she have to do with a moron like you?" Saito looked at Sano with the sharpest glare that was ever produced.
"...can't..breathe.." Sanosuke grumbled.
Saito dropped him to the ground, Sano gasping from breath.
"What did you do THAT for!?!?" Sanosuke glared.
"What about Tokio?" Saito asked in a low, dangerous voice. He looked at Yahiko with dangerous yellow eyes.
"She's at the dojo!" Yahiko said quickly, quickly standing by Sano's side.
"She was attacked and we HELPED her--so be grateful, you jackass!" Sanosuke grumbled.
"Yeah, just trust us for once." Yahiko said, frowning at the wolf-like man.
"I don't trust any of you--especially, you." Saito glared at Sano. "Moron."
Saito calmly closed the door and briskly walked in the direction toward the Kamiya Dojo.
Sano and Yahiko went after him.
"Take that back! I am NOT a moron!!" Sano growled.
"Slow down!! Why are you walking so fast?!" Yahiko exclaimed. "It's too cold to be walking fast!!"
"Shut up, will you?" Saito snapped. "You're a moron, too bad---the truth hurts. And I'm walking quickly because I'm hoping to lose you two IDIOTS!"
"Now I'm a moron AND an idiot!?" Sanosuke's eyes turned red. "Alright, buddy--" he curled his fists. "Let's go!!"
"Sano, not NOW! Wait till we get in the dojo!!" Yahiko snapped.
Saito's jaw was clenched together, lost in thought.
"What was Tokio doing all the way over near the Kamiya residence? Why would she walk that far?" Saito thought, worry climbing up his spine.
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"Hey! She's waking up!" Kaoru called. Megumi rushed over.
Tokio slowly opened her eyes, awaking in a room lit by a candle. She saw a violet haired young woman and a dark-green haired woman who seemed to be the doctor. She felt as if she awoke from a long dream. Her shoulder throbbed, she winced in pain.
"Where..?" Tokio murmured, dazed.
"You're in the Kamiya Dojo--do you feel all right? Can you sit up?" Megumi asked.
"...My arm..." Tokio murmured as she struggled to sit up, her head spinning.
Kaoru helped the woman sit up and lean against the wall.
"There is a very bad bruise behind your shoulder---your arm will be weak for the next week or so." Megumi remarked.
Kaoru held a cup of water to the woman's mouth. Tokio sipped and leaned against the wall, remembering what happened.
"Who are you two? And who was it that helped me?" Tokio asked, regaining stablity in her head. She looked at the two women clearly.
"My name is Kamiya Kaoru," Kaoru replied. "And this is Megumi--she's the doctor that helped you. Sanosuke, that guy with brown hair, was the one that helped you out."
"Those names sounds very familiar..." Tokio thought. "So familiar..." she ignored it though.
"...I see...how long was I sleeping?" she asked.
"A few hours." Megumi replied.
"I need..to go." Tokio pushed herself to stand upright, feeling a bit weak in her legs.
"No!" Megumi made her sit back down. "You have to stay here until you regain some strength back. We'll give you some food to eat, then you'll probably be okay."
"But, I have to go back to my home," Tokio said. "My husband...I went to see my husband...and then...well, you know." she felt sadness in her heart again. She wasn't even able to see Saito today...a sinking feeling in her chest consumed her.
"You mean..." Kaoru swallowed. "Hajime Saito?" she prayed it wasn't the Saito she knew.
Tokio gasped, "You know him?" her spirits flew upward.
"Oh, no...you ARE Saito's wife..." Megumi and Kaoru groaned.
"Do you really mean Hajime Saito?" Tokio asked.
"--Yes." the two young women groaned in unison.
A smile lit Tokio's face, color came back into her once pale face.
"You must be friends of his then!" Tokio smiled.
"Friends? Well...in a vague sense..." Kaoru grumbled.
"A VERY vague sense." Megumi added.
Tokio laughed. She knew Saito wasn't very social or warm when it came to other people.
"Hello, miss." Kenshin greeted warmly as he entered the room.
"Oh! And this is---" Kaoru started.
"Himura Kenshin." Tokio finished. "Yes...Yes, now I remember! I can't believe I didn't recognize you before! The cross-shape scar and I heard a lot about you from Saito." Tokio smiled.
"Oro...you MUST be Saito's wife..." Kenshin mumbled as he walked closer and sat by Kaoru.
"Oh, now, I remember," Tokio smiled at them. "Where is the man with the rooster-like hair? Sagara Sanosuke is his name, yes?"
Kenshin and Megumi and Kaoru laughed, "Yes. He went out with Yahiko."
"Yahiko...is he the little samurai boy?" Tokio asked.
Kenshin nodded, "Yes, but he grew up a lot, that he did."
"Ah, and the famous Himura Kenshin...the Battousai. Yes, I remember during the revolution how...popular you were." Tokio murmured, looking at Kenshin.
Kenshin looked down at his lap, looking seemingly ashamed.
"Anyway, the past does not matter," Tokio said firmly, Kenshin felt more comfortable. "You know, Saito says your strength and speed are extraordinary," Tokio smiled. "It's a shame I never was able to see you and him spar before."
"Saito? Said that? About me?" Kenshin pointed to himself, blinking.
Tokio smiled, "I thought you knew. Saito likes you---well, likes you as a rival and in a way, as an ally."
"Saito's skill and strength are also very admirable. Though he doesn't have much skill with socializing with people, that he doesn't." Kenshin mumbled.
Kaoru looked strained.
"Something the matter, Miss. Kaoru?" Tokio asked, noticing Kaoru's strained face.
"How can you be married to someone like--like--like SAITO?" Kaoru blurted out. "No offense, but Saito is--is--is, well, not very...pleasant."
"Kaoru!" Megumi chided.
Tokio just laughed.
"A lot of people seem to ask me that." Tokio mused.
"You have to see the irony," Megumi remarked. "You seem to be a very nice, pleasant and compassionate woman. Saito, on the other hand, is the exact opposite in my opinion. And you're attractive---those men that followed you obviously thought you were."
"And since a woman like you is married to--Saito...it's very...weird." Kaoru added.
Tokio tilted her head to the side and asked, "Is it that why you find it so strange that I and Saito are together?"
"Well...he seems to be..the opposite of you." Kenshin remarked. "Opposites do attract, I suppose."
Tokio looked at the ceiling, a soft smile played upon her face. "I know it seems very strange but..Saito...and I..are very similar...I don't know if I'm the woman you think I am...I do have dark, horrible secrets of my own just as anyone else...but...I can't imagine myself with any one else except him..." she murmured.
Kaoru and Megumi sighed sweetly, "How sweet!"
Kenshin sweat-dropped.
Tokio snapped out of her thoughts, slightly blushing, "Well, anyway, I'm glad that I met you all. I hope to meet the others too. I heard about the adventures in Kyoto with Shishio. You must have had such a hard time."
"Yes," Kenshin nodded. "I'm sorry, but I don't think I asked your name."
"Oh! My name is Tokio," she replied. "And I truly am in dept to you all."
"No, no," Kaoru smiled. "We're glad to have met you, Miss. Tokio---I never imagined the Saito I know to...well, have a wife."
Tokio smiled as she was about to say something until she became absolutely still...
...she heard footsteps on the roof.
"Something wrong?" Megumi and Kaoru looked at Tokio's sudden silence. Then they realized Kenshin was awfully silent.
"Did you hear that, Mr. Kenshin?" Tokio asked quietly.
Kenshin nodded.
"Hear what?" Kaoru blinked.
Tokio closed her eyes, straining her ears to hear more. She heard the footsteps just above the room they were in. She heard a cracking...
"!!!" Tokio snapped open her eyes. She opened her mouth to warn them but---
The roof broke, a hole appeared, wood falling in and snow whirling around the room. Megumi and Kaoru let out a cry of surprise as they looked up, seeing metal gleaming...possibly a sword or weapon. And then a figure leaped through, heading straight toward Kaoru.
Her eyes widened as the sharp cold stung her face and the metal weapon went straight toward her throat...
**please review! Sorry for taking so long! I know this is a stupid chapter but please no flames.