Disclaimer- I don't own RK
A/n- ::kicks at tv once again:: stupid, stupid infomercials! Wasted me my life savings and got me a piece of @#$%! Mou! But dun worry! I still have this!!! ::flashes a half-purple, half-white ball:: a Bishie Ball! And not only that, it's a Bishie Master Ball too! Now, with the bait I set up… ::points at a pile of Playboy magazines cluttered under a basket propped up with a stick connected to a string held in CySer's hand:: I can finally catch em all! ::phone starts ringing:: ::picks up phone:: Moshi moshi? Oh hello Tokio-san! Thank you, yes, I think the trap will work rather well, although I could simply not imagine Saito reading Playboy mags but you know! That's men! Yes, thank you, uh-huh. Of course I'll return him to you when I catch him. What? Spare Bishie Balls? I think I've got some Great Balls here somewhere. Yeah, I'll send them to you with your hubby. Oki, thanks again, bai!
Alright, now that Tokio-san has shared her ingenuity with us, let us cheer for…Pillow Grand Pree, Round Seven, part B!
Pillow Grand Pree: ROUND SEVEN part B
Kenshin… Sanosuke gasped. He was forced to unsheathe his pillow.
"So…you have finally decided to take me seriously?" Aoshi said coldly as their pillows foomphed against each other.
"…" Kenshin did not reply.
"That's good." Aoshi said. "I can finally show you my real strength now." With that he swept his pillow sideways along Kenshin, resulting in Kenshin's right shoulder getting caught in the feathers.
Kenshin jumped back, and Aoshi clinked his double pillows together and began to attack relentlessly.
Kenshin's eyes widened, but his fast reflexes allowed him to react in time and block nearly all of Aoshi's attacks. He was pushed back against a bookcase (evoking a "Kenshin!" from Sanosuke), and Aoshi drew back to stab Kenshin, but Kenshin evaded the attack.
Hiten Mitsurugi Style—Dragon Twist!
Aoshi blocked the attack with another one of his pillows, and he used his elbow to reward an uppercut to Kenshin's neck.
"Oi cheater! No fists!" Sanosuke seethed.
Aoshi ignored him and pushed one end of his pillow into the other end of his other pillow, resulting in one pillow firing right into Kenshin.
Kodachi Nito Ryu, On Myo Hatsushi!
Kenshin blinked. "!!!" It's the same element as the Flying Dragon's flying pillow type! Kenshin knocked the first pillow away. But a second pillow was facing him almost immediately. "!" Hidden in the first pillow—a pillow whose path is exactly the same as the previous? Kenshin dodged it, but Aoshi kicked him squarely in the face. Blood spurted out.
Sanosuke was in shock. H…he's strong…!
Aoshi picked up his pillow. "Stand up, Battousai. The Battousai I know does not surrender so easily. Just like you said before, I find no interest in defeating such an easy foe.
"The person I am about to defeat is who they say is the strongest of the Revolution—Hitokiri Battousai. Only defeating the Hitokiri Battousai will suffice for the ones who have lived a life of battle, and died a death of battle.
"To get to this point I sacrificed everything. I threw away pride, compassion, good and evil. And then I chose separate paths, away from my old companions.
"Stand up, Battousai! Today's the day where I shall defeat you, and gain the title of being history's strongest! And then, I can finally end my Revolutionary days, end my last days as Okashira, end everything I have.
"Come on, Battousai. I'll give your reverse-blade pillow back, hit me with everything you got!"
Sanosuke sank once again into deep thought (he does a lotta thinking these days…must be the influence of Kenshin), This man… he's holding the belief of death as he challenges Kenshin. No, even if he wins, he will not continue to live on this world. He's for real this time.
Live as a warrior, die as a warrior. He's a true barbarian now—when he was fighting Okina from the Aoiya, he probably didn't mean to be gracious. But—this time it's different.
Kenshin, watch out. It's not just staying true to your promises now. In this battle, it's either you kill him, or he kills you. Yes, if you don't kill him, you'll 100% lose your life!
Kenshin slammed his pillow into the tiled floor.
"You say that after gaining the title of history's strongest, you can just die? I see what you're after now, Aoshi. Death. Don't be ridiculous! It doesn't matter if it's Misao-chan, Okina, Hannya, or the rest of them, not even one of them wants to see 'your death'!
But if you insist on being stubborn, I've got no choice. I'll just fulfill your wishes, and defeat you. I understand that I must win this battle, but just because I understand those four people's (Hannya & co.) tragedy, so deep in my heart I still do not wish to defeat you. But now I understand deeply, this sort of jabbering nonsense I'm speaking is very annoying to you, so from now on, I will fight with all my strength to defeat you.
But I want you to remember, I'm me, I'm 'Himura Kenshin'!"
~* they jabber and chatter on relentlessly, and the authoress is getting tired *~
"Beshimi, Hyottoko, Hannya, Shikijo, right now your heart is as tender as possible, you're not killing for them, you're just pushing the reason you're killing onto them, that's all!" Kenshin shouted.
Aoshi's eyes widened. "Sh…" He punched at Kenshin with his pillow. "SHUT UP!"
Kenshin spat out a glob of blood, "I see you're already frantic. I guess that means that somehow you've already realized this?"
Aoshi hit Kenshin with another uppercut. "What do YOU know?!"
Kenshin took in breath raggedly, "At least…" he faced Aoshi, "I know that the you are now is struggling to use the reason for waving your pillow to hypnotize yourself, to escape reality."
Aoshi, outraged, kicked at Kenshin, sending him back into another bookcase.
Kenshin, still not unnerved, continued, "You're doing this because, if you don't, you'll feel alone, and responsible for the harm you've caused to your friends. This I also know. But, what you're doing now, will not help those four rise into heaven."
Aoshi punched Kenshin again.
Kenshin leaned against a bookcase, panting, "Aoshi, it's you—no, it's your
tenderness that gave all the responsibility to those four people. You've caused
those four…to become evil spirits!"
Aoshi slashed out at Kenshin with his pillow, but Kenshin caught it.
"Did you know, Aoshi—that the one taking up the name of Okashira is Misao. After the battle between you and Okina, she has taken it upon herself to protect the rest of the Oniwa Banshuu." Kenshin said.
"Misao is…" Aoshi answered quietly, "a strong girl. Even though she doesn't like to have fights between the rest of the Oniwa Banshuu, I believe she can lead the Oniwa Banshuu with joy."
"Oh yeah?" Kenshin said, "Then do you know…when that strong girl heard that I was going to bring you back, giant teardrops began to roll down her cheeks?
As strong as she is, she's only sixteen. I believe she's still struggling in reality. The only person who can return those tears, the only person in this world, is you, Aoshi."
~* blabber blabber. I put in as much as I could *~
"I still must get rid of this battle to go on to the next. But as for this battle, I have no objections." Kenshin smiled.
Aoshi turned around, his eyes softer.
"Uh-oh Kenshin, his eyes are different than before." Sanosuke smiled nervously.
"Yes, this is my first time seeing it too. This is probably that before Kanryuu, that Okina trusted, that those four admired, and that Misao loved—that Shinomori Aoshi!" Kenshin answered.
Aoshi started towards Kenshin, "It doesn't matter if it's win or lose. No regrets."
"Yes. This our last battle." Kenshin agreed.
We only have our full strengths to battle with!
~* this time I didn't skip anything, the scene just jumped to here *~
Soujiro slid his pillow back into his pillow cover, and asked Shishio, "Shishio-sama, who do you think will win?"
Shishio merely said, "Their strenths are nearly the same, so…"
Houji intervened, "It's best if they both go down. Because that way we can save up a lot on strength."
Soujiro smiled happily, "I hope Himura wins though. I still have that battle from Shintski to clean up! But…if Shinomori wins, what will you do, Shishio-sama?"
Shishio replied, "Well…
"I'd defeat Shinomori, then I'll be the strongest."
~* no skippies here either *~
Kenshin went into his Battoujutsu stance (although in this case he's reaching for his pillow), and Aoshi arms were set out in his Kai Ten Kenbu Loku Len stance.
Sanosuke once again: This is Kenshin and Aoshi's real last battle!
Aoshi this time: Gomen nasai…Beshimi, Hyottoko, Hannya, Shikijo, although I say I'm doing it for you, I'm actually sinking into oblivion, just using you as a shield. But this time—I'll finish it. No—I'll defeat him for you!
Sanosuke began to wander around. Jeez, how long has it been? It's probably only been ten minutes (ten minutes?!?! I spent at least THIRTY typing this baby up!), but it feels like an hour…clock…doesn't this place have a clock…? Clock… Sanosuke came upon Yumi, her hand on the telegraph transmitter. She was completely focused on Kenshin and Aoshi that she barely noticed Sanosuke.
Sanosuke yelled in panic, "WATCH OUT KENSHIN! THIS BATTLE, EVERY SECOND OF IT, SHISHIO IS GETTING HOLD OF IT! DON'T USE THE SECRET TECHNIQUE!!!"
Aoshi started first. He aimed for the Kenshin's left neck.
Kai Ten Kenbu Loku Len!!!
Kenshin began to unsheathe his pillow.
SHISHOU: "Between life and death, you've discovered a thirst of life that you can never let go of. Follow that thirst, it will lead you to victory."
KAORU-DONO: "It's not just me and Megumi, all of us are praying that you can come back to Tokyo safely so—"
The rest, I'll have to rely on my heart. I've got nothing to be afraid of, in this world!
Hiten Mitsurugi Style Secret—
AMAKAKERU RYU NO HIRAMEKI!
Aoshi's trenchcoat was in tatters as he was sent flying thru the air. "This is…" the secret of Hiten Mitsurugi Style…
~*~
Houji rushed towards Shishio-sama with enthusiasm, "Shishio-sama, Yumi sent us a telegraph! She said Himura used the secret technique! Aoshi was sent to the sky in tatters, as for the effect on Himura, about this—" Houji flipped to the next page and his eyes widened. "She 'couldn't tell'."
"AhahahaJ" Soujiro laughed. (soooo cute!)
"That useless piece of @#$%!" Houji cursed, going angry SD and ripping the telegraph up.
"It's not that serious." Shishio said, "Even if Aoshi first uses his Kai Ten Kenbu whatsitsname first, Himura must've reacted faster. In other words, his secret technique is fast, fast to point of super god-like speed." Of course, he must not have relied on only this, there must be some other secret of the secret technique…
~*~
Kenshin smiled at the torn Aoshi lying on the floor. "It's another—close call…"
Aoshi gave a huff of breath, then closed his eyes, "This close call, has got to be the closest one I've ever seen…"
A/n- YATTA! I'm done! Alright! Alright~!!!! ::pumps fist in air:: and I did it all in one day! Alright! Alright! ::starts parading around the house until I rush back to my room for fear for my Aaron Carter calendar (my li'l sister might kill him):: as I said, thank ye to all the reviewers! YATTA!!! I'm so happy now!!! Oops…there's still the Kamatari fight…then Soujiro…then Shishio…aw man… ::droops head:: oh well! ::perks up again:: thanks to Kiki for being a loyal reader!!! YATTA!
Later dayz!
CyberSerpent .~
PS. I forgot all about the trap…now…shhh! Here he comes! Huh? Saito looks a little bit different…oh well! ::pulls string:: ::muffled screams emit from the basket::
"WHO THE @#$%!?!?!? LET ME OUT!"
Huh? ::lifts basket:: Sano! Jeez! This trap was for Saito! Why are you reading Playboy?
"Whaddya expect, I'm a gangster!"
Oh brother… ::kicks Sano away and reassembles Playboy magazines:: here Saito Saito Saito! Here Usui Usui Usui!