Rurouni Kenshin Fanfic
Summary: The Kenshin-gumi and Aoshi and Misao are on vacation and boredom sets in. What do the guys do to our favorite Rurouni? And, better yet, watch is his revenge?
- G - English – Humour – Multi-Chapter - Status: Complete –
Rurouni Kenshin & Samurai X Original Japanese Version © N.Watsuki/Shueisha Fuji-TV SME Visual Works Inc. Sony Pictures Entertainment
All Fanfics created by Chiruken (me) were written for the sole purpose of shared entertainment and not intended for publication or sale.
Pranks
By: Chiruken
Part 3
The walk to the ryokan gives me time to think over the various choices I have for seeking revenge. My initial impulse to do bodily harm is slowly fading in light of further thinking. It would be over much too quickly if I only hurt them. Besides, now as my initial anger is abating I can see the humor in their prank, though I still think they took it a little too far.
I turn my steps towards the village. I have an acquaintance that lives here who owes me a favor. I think I'll pay a visit to the local apothecary for a few ingredients. I smile to myself and rub my hands together in anticipation of my retaliation. If I hurry I can return well before they retire for the night.
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An hour later, after a brief explanation and a promise to return for a decent visit, I exit my acquaintance's apothecary shop with a small bag full of the concoction I prepared with the use of his equipment. There should be more than enough for my purposes.
I hurry back to the ryokan, careful not to spill the contents of the bag onto myself. After quickly checking to ensure the room I share with Aoshi, Sano and Yahiko is still empty, I stealthily enter. By the moonlight I swiftly unroll three futons and liberally sprinkle the odorless powder into them and using the blankets I swiftly rub it into the bedding. I quickly reroll the futons and place them back where I found them.
After disposing of the incriminating bag I reenter the room and unroll my own futon, the only bedding I left untouched. I snuggle under the blankets with a snicker. There's no point in using itching powder if I get caught in my own snare. Let's see how they enjoy scratching all night.