In Memories
A Rurouni Kenshin Fanfiction
5/13/02 Disclaimer: Rurouni Kenshin does not belong to me^^. Note: I wrote this off based on the Rurouni Kenshin OAVs. The words that are inside // //are straight from the subtitles^^. Well, enjoy!
Tomoe.
Tomoe!
Tomoe!
She brought a hand up to her chest. Her heart felt like it was bleeding, and she imagined the crimson blood trailing down her white kimono into a pool beneath her feet. I wonder if Okami-san will be washing this too? The thought lingered inside her head.
Tomoe!
Such emptiness she felt then. She looked down, half expecting to see a black hole in place of her heart.
A door slid open, and she remembered looking up. Katsura-san?
He sat down across from her. She couldn't help herself as she opened her mouth. Her voice remained leveled, however the words struck deep.
//You allow a child to wield a sword?//
Silence. Then.
//There was a man named Takasugi that lived in my village.//
Yes, that was what he told her.
//He was an excellent swordsman but had the tendency to go wild.//
An excellent swordsman.
//Takasugi had a good woman to hold him back. Her name was Uno, and she was his sheath.//
He looked at her. And from his eyes she could tell that he was not an evil man. That he was neither a foolish nor senseless one. But what he had asked her.
//Will you become a sheath? A sheath to hold the blade Himura?//
The world around her was in havoc, the ground beneath her shook, and the sky was raining blood. She was walking down in exactly the wrong way. Katsura-san faded into the darkness. And in front of her sat Himura Kenshin. She brought the cup to her lips and inhaled its contents.
//I'm opposite from you.// She had said. //I can't drink as much anymore.//
He didn't understand.
//Has alcohol lost its taste?// After all it was the opposite for him.
//No, unlike before, I've just lost the strength to put up with it.// The sad truth slipped softly from her lips. Her eyes rested on his hand as it moved to fill her empty cup.
//You say you kill people to make them happy.// He paused. Then filled his own cup.
//I don't know how happiness can be attained by killing.//
//Everyday people die for many reasons.// His voice seemed almost softer than hers. // I don't randomly kill people without reasons.//
//So you judge people's right to live.// His bangs were covering his eyes again. //But you even leave that up the others. You just do what you are told.//
//If I know a lot about the other person I'll have doubts.// He was telling her his way of living. //I do it to change the world.// He was telling her his purpose of life. //That's all the justification I need.// He was telling her his definition of life.
These were the three things that could prove fatal before the acknowledgement of your foe.
Sword clashing in the darkness. Shouts. Feet running. Something gripped tightly at her insides. And she whispered to his back.
//Don't you know?// Oh how her voice almost trembled. //A sword needs a sheath.//
//What's are you saying? //
But at that moment she had decided. //How much longer will you continue killing people?// And perhaps she had decided long ago. //I want to see with my own eyes.//
//.my very own eyes.//
End. Note: I hope it wasn't that bad.^^; Criticism and comments are most welcome so please review and tell me what you think of it!(eh.don't be too harsh on me! Jokes^~
5/13/02 Disclaimer: Rurouni Kenshin does not belong to me^^. Note: I wrote this off based on the Rurouni Kenshin OAVs. The words that are inside // //are straight from the subtitles^^. Well, enjoy!
Tomoe.
Tomoe!
Tomoe!
She brought a hand up to her chest. Her heart felt like it was bleeding, and she imagined the crimson blood trailing down her white kimono into a pool beneath her feet. I wonder if Okami-san will be washing this too? The thought lingered inside her head.
Tomoe!
Such emptiness she felt then. She looked down, half expecting to see a black hole in place of her heart.
A door slid open, and she remembered looking up. Katsura-san?
He sat down across from her. She couldn't help herself as she opened her mouth. Her voice remained leveled, however the words struck deep.
//You allow a child to wield a sword?//
Silence. Then.
//There was a man named Takasugi that lived in my village.//
Yes, that was what he told her.
//He was an excellent swordsman but had the tendency to go wild.//
An excellent swordsman.
//Takasugi had a good woman to hold him back. Her name was Uno, and she was his sheath.//
He looked at her. And from his eyes she could tell that he was not an evil man. That he was neither a foolish nor senseless one. But what he had asked her.
//Will you become a sheath? A sheath to hold the blade Himura?//
The world around her was in havoc, the ground beneath her shook, and the sky was raining blood. She was walking down in exactly the wrong way. Katsura-san faded into the darkness. And in front of her sat Himura Kenshin. She brought the cup to her lips and inhaled its contents.
//I'm opposite from you.// She had said. //I can't drink as much anymore.//
He didn't understand.
//Has alcohol lost its taste?// After all it was the opposite for him.
//No, unlike before, I've just lost the strength to put up with it.// The sad truth slipped softly from her lips. Her eyes rested on his hand as it moved to fill her empty cup.
//You say you kill people to make them happy.// He paused. Then filled his own cup.
//I don't know how happiness can be attained by killing.//
//Everyday people die for many reasons.// His voice seemed almost softer than hers. // I don't randomly kill people without reasons.//
//So you judge people's right to live.// His bangs were covering his eyes again. //But you even leave that up the others. You just do what you are told.//
//If I know a lot about the other person I'll have doubts.// He was telling her his way of living. //I do it to change the world.// He was telling her his purpose of life. //That's all the justification I need.// He was telling her his definition of life.
These were the three things that could prove fatal before the acknowledgement of your foe.
Sword clashing in the darkness. Shouts. Feet running. Something gripped tightly at her insides. And she whispered to his back.
//Don't you know?// Oh how her voice almost trembled. //A sword needs a sheath.//
//What's are you saying? //
But at that moment she had decided. //How much longer will you continue killing people?// And perhaps she had decided long ago. //I want to see with my own eyes.//
//.my very own eyes.//
End. Note: I hope it wasn't that bad.^^; Criticism and comments are most welcome so please review and tell me what you think of it!(eh.don't be too harsh on me! Jokes^~