Disclaimer: I Don't own Samurai Jack. If I did my name would be Gennedy Tartakovsky . . and it isn't. :) (tee-hee)! Now, on with the story!
"Aw," Aku said mockingly, "poor little samurai had his heart broken again, "boo-hoo!" Then the sorceror's voice broke into peals of laughter. Jack turned a cold glance at Yoshiko. The girl avoided his eyes completley. Jack looked back at the sorceror.
"Let us end this!" He yelled reaching for his sword. His hands grasped air. "My sword!" He cried.
"BWA HA HA HA!" Aku laughed again, then with his giant hand he scooped up the struggling samurai and threw him in a dungeon located somewhere in the fortress.
That Jack was awakened out of his restless sleep by the sound of a key being turned in the lock of his cell. Jack raised his head to find Yoshiko kneeling before him with a bowl of soup her hands. She held the bowl out to Jack, but he turned away.
"Please, Jack."
"I am sorry, but I have no appetite."
"Jack, listen to me, I had no choice."
Jack still refused to look at her.
"Aku would have killed my father!" Jack shifted in his position a bit. "He said if I didn't lead you to him, that's what he would do. He gave me this kimono as a gift for my beauty, he said he took from an Emperor's palace in Japan many, many years ago."
"Then that is my sister Keiko's kimono," he thought to himself.
"Jack, I'm so sorry, I never wanted to betray you, but I had no choice. But, I am going to make it up to you." Yoshiko pulled her arms out of the sleeves of her kimono and went rummaging inside her garment. Then with a smile she slowly drew out the sheath which contained the magic sword. Yoshiko went down on her knees and with a bowed her head. Then she raised the sword up to him. Jack slowly took it from her.
"Why are you doing this for me?" He asked. Yoshiko was still bent over with her forehead touching the ground. She didn't answer. Jack got off the cot and kneeled to better level himself with her. Jack reached out and putting his hand under her chin he lifted her face up.
"Yoshiko chan," he said gently, "why are you doing this for me?"
Yoshiko looked at him with glassy eyes then bowed her head, saying, "because I love you."
Jack's heart lept for joy at these words.
"Rise," he said, in a warm tone. Yoshiko obeyed. Gently the samurai put his arms around her and held her close. "I forgive you, Yoshiko. I forgive you." Yoshiko wept on his shoulder for a while then he moved her so she was facing him. Then he leaned forward and kissed her passionately. Yoshiko kissed him back with the same amount of fervor.
"Oh, Jack," she breathed when they parted.
"Call me Kenji."
"Aw," Aku said mockingly, "poor little samurai had his heart broken again, "boo-hoo!" Then the sorceror's voice broke into peals of laughter. Jack turned a cold glance at Yoshiko. The girl avoided his eyes completley. Jack looked back at the sorceror.
"Let us end this!" He yelled reaching for his sword. His hands grasped air. "My sword!" He cried.
"BWA HA HA HA!" Aku laughed again, then with his giant hand he scooped up the struggling samurai and threw him in a dungeon located somewhere in the fortress.
That Jack was awakened out of his restless sleep by the sound of a key being turned in the lock of his cell. Jack raised his head to find Yoshiko kneeling before him with a bowl of soup her hands. She held the bowl out to Jack, but he turned away.
"Please, Jack."
"I am sorry, but I have no appetite."
"Jack, listen to me, I had no choice."
Jack still refused to look at her.
"Aku would have killed my father!" Jack shifted in his position a bit. "He said if I didn't lead you to him, that's what he would do. He gave me this kimono as a gift for my beauty, he said he took from an Emperor's palace in Japan many, many years ago."
"Then that is my sister Keiko's kimono," he thought to himself.
"Jack, I'm so sorry, I never wanted to betray you, but I had no choice. But, I am going to make it up to you." Yoshiko pulled her arms out of the sleeves of her kimono and went rummaging inside her garment. Then with a smile she slowly drew out the sheath which contained the magic sword. Yoshiko went down on her knees and with a bowed her head. Then she raised the sword up to him. Jack slowly took it from her.
"Why are you doing this for me?" He asked. Yoshiko was still bent over with her forehead touching the ground. She didn't answer. Jack got off the cot and kneeled to better level himself with her. Jack reached out and putting his hand under her chin he lifted her face up.
"Yoshiko chan," he said gently, "why are you doing this for me?"
Yoshiko looked at him with glassy eyes then bowed her head, saying, "because I love you."
Jack's heart lept for joy at these words.
"Rise," he said, in a warm tone. Yoshiko obeyed. Gently the samurai put his arms around her and held her close. "I forgive you, Yoshiko. I forgive you." Yoshiko wept on his shoulder for a while then he moved her so she was facing him. Then he leaned forward and kissed her passionately. Yoshiko kissed him back with the same amount of fervor.
"Oh, Jack," she breathed when they parted.
"Call me Kenji."