Note* no, this isn't a rouruni kenshin and love hina crossover.
It's an Alternative universe kinda thing, well sorta...
Disclaimer - You know the drill
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Rouruni Keitaro - Prologue
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^Hinata Inn^
An old woman carries a little baby into a small room with little
clouds on the walls, white as the purest of purest snow, the old
woman sat in a small chair next to a crib talking to the little
baby, knowing that it could not understand the words.
"My young Keitaro, someday you will become a fine man." Grandmother
Hina cooed to her grandson. The little baby cuddled against his
grandmother as she rocked him back and forth, feeling the warmth of
her body heat he felt protected and loved.
Another figure walked in as the baby's cooing stopped.
"Mother, can I take Keitaro now; It's time for his nap." The said
woman replied "I think has started without you." She said as she
slowly gave the baby back to her kin, careful not to wake the baby.
"You know daughter, you can come and stay here if you would like."
The old woman told to the young woman "You could get away from him
and I would be here to protect you and little Keitaro."
"Mother, you know I can't abandon him, I..I love him" The mother
of Keitaro said, even if her eyes said otherwise,
"Lies, you and I both know what he does to you, he demands you to
please him sexually and he hates my grandson, how can you love
a man like that?" The older woman scoffed
"I..I..It's not true, he loves me and he-"
"Stop living a lie!"
"SHUT UP! HE LOVE ME AND HE LOVES KEITARO!"
"Waahh!!!"
"Now look what you made me do, Oh my little Keitaro don't cry,
don't cry, mommy's right here so don't cry baby."
The young woman put the baby in the crib and tried to stop the
baby from crying.
When little Keitaro stopped crying Grandmother Hina walked up to
kin. "Keitaro is going to be a strong boy, I can tell but with a
father like his he will be damned to become a weak man and-" The
old woman stopped her words when her daughter turned and hugged
her, a tear of sorrow and fear fell from her eye, threatening to
let loose a damn
"Mother I know, Oh god do I know...I want to leave him so much,
I fear that he would take Keitaro away from me."
"Oh little one, you don't need to fear that, I will protect my
precious grandchild with my very life, you can leave that man
without fear my daughter."
"Mother...Thank you."
The woman cried in the arms of her mother for a while, pouring
out her fear and hate of the man she once was proud to called
husband. When she had stopped, she stood straight up.
"I'm going to leave him, I'll leave him for sure."
"That is great to hear." The old woman said
"WHAT'S THIS I HEAR ABOUT LEAVING ME!!!" A loud, enraged shout
bellowed into the small room
Both woman looked towards the doorway and saw the father of
Keitaro, he had bags under his eyes and his clothes stunk of
the stench of alcohol.
"HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME, EVEN WHEN I WORK SO HARD FOR YOU!!"
he yelled in a drunken rage
"You did nothing of the sort, you laid around the house drunk
never lifted a finger to help me raise Keitaro!" she said back
the drunken man
"KEITARO THIS, KEITARO THAT, IT'S NOT LIKE YOUR GOING TO FUCK
HIM! SO WHY THE HELL DO YOU TALK ABOUT THAT LITTLE PIECE OF
SHIT ALL THE TIME!"
"NO HE IS NOT, IF ANYTHING YOU ARE!!" She yelled in total rage
as she slapped him hard enough to make him flinch.
"BITCH YOU ASKED FOR IT NOW!!" the man pulled out a gun and
pointed it right at the woman.
"GO AHEAD SHOOT ME, I DON'T CARE, GO AHEAD!!!!!!!"
The man dropped his hand, lifted his head and then laughed
like a maniac, then his laughter came to an abrupt end.
"Who said I was gonna shoot you..." He said in a
Murderous tone "I'm gonna kill the thing you love most." He
finished as he pointed the gun a little more to the right of
the woman
"NOOO!!"
*BAM*
The bullet was on a direct course to Keitaro's head, and it
hit... something else.
Keitaro's mother had gotten in the way of the bullet, and it
had been buried in her ribcage, the top left of her ribcage
actually, her heart.
"NOO!!! DAUGHTER!!"
The old woman ran to the, now deceased, woman's body and wept
for the loss of her kin.
"Damn it, The bitch got in the way, oh well" he said as he
aimed once again.
He had tried to aim again but in his drunken state he couldn't
do so, the other shot had been a lucky one, but even so he
could still shot the baby. He aimed, He got ready and then...
...He died
The man stood there for a minute or two, and then he just fell down
a staff imbedded into his back, and behind the drunk was no
other than grandmother Hina.
"Damn you... Damn You!! YOU KILLED HER!!" She cried as
she punched and beat on the dead body, making it so that he
was almost unrecognizable.
"Waaahh!!"
Grandmother Hina stopped her attacks on the body when she
heard the cry, she immediately ran to the baby and picked him
up and she held him, held him if he was life itself, but still
the baby cried. Grandmother Hina saw what the baby was
looking at and she sobbed, she fell to the floor and just
cried. Little Keitaro had stopped crying then looked at her
mother and it was as if he knew that his mother would not be
returning to him and cried also. The old woman picked up the
little one and walked out of the room and into the kitchen to
go call the police. Keitaro was so exhausted from crying he fell
to sleep before she had left his small little room, what he had
saw last was the crimson color of blood, staining the little
white cloud... Like the blood of his mother that stains his
pure soul...
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After the murder of Keitaro's parents, Grandmother Hina took
him in and raised him as her own child, while he was growing
he always knew that his father killed his mother and that his
grandmother had killed his father, but he was glad that she
did. Keitaro never opened up to anyone; he was like a glacier
frozen, and impossible to move.
Hina was shocked when he had presented her with his knowledge
and she cried her sorrow to her grandchild, she had been
telling Keitaro for the first few years of his life that he
was orphaned, but he already knew the truth. She cried and
yet he didn't, he was comforting Hina, it was kind of ironic,
she wasn't the one who lost both parents at a young and
yet she was crying while the one who did lose them comforted
her.
Grandmother Hina was determined not to let the same thing
happen again, so she decided to train Keitaro in the martial
arts, and he surprisingly, took it like a fish in water. She
was startled at Keitaro's aura, it was pure white in one half
the other half was pitch dark. It confused her to no end. A
person only has one dominant type of emotional aura and it
usually stays the same. There were some cases that a person
with two closely related emotions would show in their aura,
but Keitaro's aura showed evil, hate, love, joy all at the
same time. She ignored this, but little did she know that
his aura would be the only thing that would bring sadness
into Keitaro's life
Keitaro would practice the art day in and day out, for two
years he had trained with his grandmother, training so much
that it would make some martial art masters look like lazy
couch potatoes. He kept on training and pushed himself to
the limit.
She was astonished that Keitaro was able to take anything
that she threw at him. Hina showed Keitaro how to fight
hand-to-hand combat, but she had also taught him how to
use the katana, bo-staff and the kodachi.
Even though she was proud of him, she felt a little
depressed when it came to his personality
His personality was cold, really cold, to other people,
besides his Grandmother. Unless they were in need he
would be a total jackass.
An odd fact was that Keitaro would always protect the
people that get bullied around, but he would never protect
himself.
Keitaro had tried to get an education at the age of five
but he would always mess up one was or another while trying
to do his work, so he gave up on it, deciding it wasn't
worth it.
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-Two years after the training-
(Keitaro 7 years old)
^Hinata Inn^
Keitaro was laying in bed, trying to think of a way to
combine the new moves he had just learned.
"There hasta be a way to combine those two, there just
gotta be a way." Keitaro was starting to get pissed off
and he needed to release some steam, so he just got up
and decided that going to the springs would help him out.
"Ahhh, nothing like a dip ta make ya feel good."
He was relaxing until he heard a slight noise that made
him feel sad. Keitaro knew what it was instantly;
it was the sound of a person crying. He just couldn't
bear to see tears on people's faces, he knew from personal
experience that it was not pleasant.
"Wonder who that could be?" Keitaro got up and headed
towards sound, as he got closer the crying got louder
and louder. As he followed the sound he could tell that
the crying wasn't the kind of crying a normal child would
usually do. It was the type of crying of a person who lost
their soul, a person who had lost someone dear to them...
A person like him
He walked out of the Hinata Inn and into the tree's that
surrounded the inn, the crying called to his soul,
desperate for someone to comfort them, to hold them, to
be with them. He ran to the crying, he ran but he couldn't
tell, he ran until he saw...her
The little girl was on her knees, and her face in her hands
as she cried. Keitaro saw the body's infront of the girl
and he knew he was right, but he really didn't want to be.
He walked up to the girl slowly so that she wouldn't be
scared, but she turned around and screamed anyways, she
ran but she fell down. She had tried to get up but it seemed
that she had hurt he ankle for she had fallen back down.
"St..st..stay away from me..pl.please..don't..hurt.m..me."
Then she started to tear up again, Keitaro knew what it was
like.
"I won't hurt you.."
"sob...huh?"
"I won't hurt you, I promise."
"...Really?"
"Yeah..."
There was an odd silence for awhile until the girl asked
"What's your name?"
"My name is Keitaro, how 'bout yours?"
"Mine's Kanako."
Again there was an odd silence, then Kanako asked
"My parents, they're going to be alright... right?"
What Keitaro said killed any hope she had left
"I'm sorry...they won't be coming-"
"NO, they'll be back!"
Keitaro flinched at her voice, sorrow was overcoming her.
"They'll be back, I know it...Sobthey'll be back" Even when
she turned around Keitaro could tell she was crying again.
"Kanako, come here." Keitaro's voice was soft as she told her
this
"No!, I'm staying right-"
She suddenly stopped when she felt a pair of arms surround her.
she tried to fight the soft embrace until she heard...
"Kanako, I know how you feel
She turned around to see tears in Keitaro's eyes, she looked
into them and saw only truths, no lies.
She stopped struggling, she came to a complete stop in her
movements for a while, then she lifted her arms to return the
comfort that he gave her.
They cried together, letting the heavens know their sorrows...
End Prologue
I extended the prologue because it seemed a little too short
anyways, how'd you like it, please review. I need all the help
I can get, thanks to anyone who told me about my spelling
mistakes. see ya!
E-mail me at littleyahiko127@AOL.com
It's an Alternative universe kinda thing, well sorta...
Disclaimer - You know the drill
****************
Rouruni Keitaro - Prologue
****************
^Hinata Inn^
An old woman carries a little baby into a small room with little
clouds on the walls, white as the purest of purest snow, the old
woman sat in a small chair next to a crib talking to the little
baby, knowing that it could not understand the words.
"My young Keitaro, someday you will become a fine man." Grandmother
Hina cooed to her grandson. The little baby cuddled against his
grandmother as she rocked him back and forth, feeling the warmth of
her body heat he felt protected and loved.
Another figure walked in as the baby's cooing stopped.
"Mother, can I take Keitaro now; It's time for his nap." The said
woman replied "I think has started without you." She said as she
slowly gave the baby back to her kin, careful not to wake the baby.
"You know daughter, you can come and stay here if you would like."
The old woman told to the young woman "You could get away from him
and I would be here to protect you and little Keitaro."
"Mother, you know I can't abandon him, I..I love him" The mother
of Keitaro said, even if her eyes said otherwise,
"Lies, you and I both know what he does to you, he demands you to
please him sexually and he hates my grandson, how can you love
a man like that?" The older woman scoffed
"I..I..It's not true, he loves me and he-"
"Stop living a lie!"
"SHUT UP! HE LOVE ME AND HE LOVES KEITARO!"
"Waahh!!!"
"Now look what you made me do, Oh my little Keitaro don't cry,
don't cry, mommy's right here so don't cry baby."
The young woman put the baby in the crib and tried to stop the
baby from crying.
When little Keitaro stopped crying Grandmother Hina walked up to
kin. "Keitaro is going to be a strong boy, I can tell but with a
father like his he will be damned to become a weak man and-" The
old woman stopped her words when her daughter turned and hugged
her, a tear of sorrow and fear fell from her eye, threatening to
let loose a damn
"Mother I know, Oh god do I know...I want to leave him so much,
I fear that he would take Keitaro away from me."
"Oh little one, you don't need to fear that, I will protect my
precious grandchild with my very life, you can leave that man
without fear my daughter."
"Mother...Thank you."
The woman cried in the arms of her mother for a while, pouring
out her fear and hate of the man she once was proud to called
husband. When she had stopped, she stood straight up.
"I'm going to leave him, I'll leave him for sure."
"That is great to hear." The old woman said
"WHAT'S THIS I HEAR ABOUT LEAVING ME!!!" A loud, enraged shout
bellowed into the small room
Both woman looked towards the doorway and saw the father of
Keitaro, he had bags under his eyes and his clothes stunk of
the stench of alcohol.
"HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME, EVEN WHEN I WORK SO HARD FOR YOU!!"
he yelled in a drunken rage
"You did nothing of the sort, you laid around the house drunk
never lifted a finger to help me raise Keitaro!" she said back
the drunken man
"KEITARO THIS, KEITARO THAT, IT'S NOT LIKE YOUR GOING TO FUCK
HIM! SO WHY THE HELL DO YOU TALK ABOUT THAT LITTLE PIECE OF
SHIT ALL THE TIME!"
"NO HE IS NOT, IF ANYTHING YOU ARE!!" She yelled in total rage
as she slapped him hard enough to make him flinch.
"BITCH YOU ASKED FOR IT NOW!!" the man pulled out a gun and
pointed it right at the woman.
"GO AHEAD SHOOT ME, I DON'T CARE, GO AHEAD!!!!!!!"
The man dropped his hand, lifted his head and then laughed
like a maniac, then his laughter came to an abrupt end.
"Who said I was gonna shoot you..." He said in a
Murderous tone "I'm gonna kill the thing you love most." He
finished as he pointed the gun a little more to the right of
the woman
"NOOO!!"
*BAM*
The bullet was on a direct course to Keitaro's head, and it
hit... something else.
Keitaro's mother had gotten in the way of the bullet, and it
had been buried in her ribcage, the top left of her ribcage
actually, her heart.
"NOO!!! DAUGHTER!!"
The old woman ran to the, now deceased, woman's body and wept
for the loss of her kin.
"Damn it, The bitch got in the way, oh well" he said as he
aimed once again.
He had tried to aim again but in his drunken state he couldn't
do so, the other shot had been a lucky one, but even so he
could still shot the baby. He aimed, He got ready and then...
...He died
The man stood there for a minute or two, and then he just fell down
a staff imbedded into his back, and behind the drunk was no
other than grandmother Hina.
"Damn you... Damn You!! YOU KILLED HER!!" She cried as
she punched and beat on the dead body, making it so that he
was almost unrecognizable.
"Waaahh!!"
Grandmother Hina stopped her attacks on the body when she
heard the cry, she immediately ran to the baby and picked him
up and she held him, held him if he was life itself, but still
the baby cried. Grandmother Hina saw what the baby was
looking at and she sobbed, she fell to the floor and just
cried. Little Keitaro had stopped crying then looked at her
mother and it was as if he knew that his mother would not be
returning to him and cried also. The old woman picked up the
little one and walked out of the room and into the kitchen to
go call the police. Keitaro was so exhausted from crying he fell
to sleep before she had left his small little room, what he had
saw last was the crimson color of blood, staining the little
white cloud... Like the blood of his mother that stains his
pure soul...
-------------------------
After the murder of Keitaro's parents, Grandmother Hina took
him in and raised him as her own child, while he was growing
he always knew that his father killed his mother and that his
grandmother had killed his father, but he was glad that she
did. Keitaro never opened up to anyone; he was like a glacier
frozen, and impossible to move.
Hina was shocked when he had presented her with his knowledge
and she cried her sorrow to her grandchild, she had been
telling Keitaro for the first few years of his life that he
was orphaned, but he already knew the truth. She cried and
yet he didn't, he was comforting Hina, it was kind of ironic,
she wasn't the one who lost both parents at a young and
yet she was crying while the one who did lose them comforted
her.
Grandmother Hina was determined not to let the same thing
happen again, so she decided to train Keitaro in the martial
arts, and he surprisingly, took it like a fish in water. She
was startled at Keitaro's aura, it was pure white in one half
the other half was pitch dark. It confused her to no end. A
person only has one dominant type of emotional aura and it
usually stays the same. There were some cases that a person
with two closely related emotions would show in their aura,
but Keitaro's aura showed evil, hate, love, joy all at the
same time. She ignored this, but little did she know that
his aura would be the only thing that would bring sadness
into Keitaro's life
Keitaro would practice the art day in and day out, for two
years he had trained with his grandmother, training so much
that it would make some martial art masters look like lazy
couch potatoes. He kept on training and pushed himself to
the limit.
She was astonished that Keitaro was able to take anything
that she threw at him. Hina showed Keitaro how to fight
hand-to-hand combat, but she had also taught him how to
use the katana, bo-staff and the kodachi.
Even though she was proud of him, she felt a little
depressed when it came to his personality
His personality was cold, really cold, to other people,
besides his Grandmother. Unless they were in need he
would be a total jackass.
An odd fact was that Keitaro would always protect the
people that get bullied around, but he would never protect
himself.
Keitaro had tried to get an education at the age of five
but he would always mess up one was or another while trying
to do his work, so he gave up on it, deciding it wasn't
worth it.
----------------------------
-Two years after the training-
(Keitaro 7 years old)
^Hinata Inn^
Keitaro was laying in bed, trying to think of a way to
combine the new moves he had just learned.
"There hasta be a way to combine those two, there just
gotta be a way." Keitaro was starting to get pissed off
and he needed to release some steam, so he just got up
and decided that going to the springs would help him out.
"Ahhh, nothing like a dip ta make ya feel good."
He was relaxing until he heard a slight noise that made
him feel sad. Keitaro knew what it was instantly;
it was the sound of a person crying. He just couldn't
bear to see tears on people's faces, he knew from personal
experience that it was not pleasant.
"Wonder who that could be?" Keitaro got up and headed
towards sound, as he got closer the crying got louder
and louder. As he followed the sound he could tell that
the crying wasn't the kind of crying a normal child would
usually do. It was the type of crying of a person who lost
their soul, a person who had lost someone dear to them...
A person like him
He walked out of the Hinata Inn and into the tree's that
surrounded the inn, the crying called to his soul,
desperate for someone to comfort them, to hold them, to
be with them. He ran to the crying, he ran but he couldn't
tell, he ran until he saw...her
The little girl was on her knees, and her face in her hands
as she cried. Keitaro saw the body's infront of the girl
and he knew he was right, but he really didn't want to be.
He walked up to the girl slowly so that she wouldn't be
scared, but she turned around and screamed anyways, she
ran but she fell down. She had tried to get up but it seemed
that she had hurt he ankle for she had fallen back down.
"St..st..stay away from me..pl.please..don't..hurt.m..me."
Then she started to tear up again, Keitaro knew what it was
like.
"I won't hurt you.."
"sob...huh?"
"I won't hurt you, I promise."
"...Really?"
"Yeah..."
There was an odd silence for awhile until the girl asked
"What's your name?"
"My name is Keitaro, how 'bout yours?"
"Mine's Kanako."
Again there was an odd silence, then Kanako asked
"My parents, they're going to be alright... right?"
What Keitaro said killed any hope she had left
"I'm sorry...they won't be coming-"
"NO, they'll be back!"
Keitaro flinched at her voice, sorrow was overcoming her.
"They'll be back, I know it...Sobthey'll be back" Even when
she turned around Keitaro could tell she was crying again.
"Kanako, come here." Keitaro's voice was soft as she told her
this
"No!, I'm staying right-"
She suddenly stopped when she felt a pair of arms surround her.
she tried to fight the soft embrace until she heard...
"Kanako, I know how you feel
She turned around to see tears in Keitaro's eyes, she looked
into them and saw only truths, no lies.
She stopped struggling, she came to a complete stop in her
movements for a while, then she lifted her arms to return the
comfort that he gave her.
They cried together, letting the heavens know their sorrows...
End Prologue
I extended the prologue because it seemed a little too short
anyways, how'd you like it, please review. I need all the help
I can get, thanks to anyone who told me about my spelling
mistakes. see ya!
E-mail me at littleyahiko127@AOL.com