Sano in modern-day Tokyo!!!! Yay!!!! You might want to lookit chp 2 & 3 if you've forgotten who Daisuke is ^_^ . For anyone who cares, I think he looks like Rukawa from Slam Dunk, but shorter and more compact. Think Aoshi with bigger hair and a softer face. I can't believe I just described Rukawa that way...softer face?? In case you get the wrong idea, I like Rukawa! He's funny ^_^
DISCLAIMER: I don't own RK!
*Chapter 12*
A sleek black limo pulled up by his side...
A dark tinted window slid open, and a chiselled face peered out at Sano. Sano blinked back.
The stranger raised his hand to pull his dark glasses away.
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Ogawa Daisuke was on his way home from school, mulling over his problem. His father had agreed to let him have a try at turning around one of his minor businesses that had run into some difficulties, and he was determined to prove himself...
The product itself was fine - Daisuke's strong personal interest in the industry meant he was familiar with what competition his father's company was up against. In fact, in some ways, their product was superior. It's the marketing..! He frowned, looking up from the reports strewn all over his knees. He looked unseeingly out the windows as the chauffeur driven limo made its way to the down town offices.
He cried out sharply, throwing a book at the divider separating the chauffeur from him. The car jerked to a halt.
He operated the window and peered at the figure lounging against the lamp post at his side. He whipped his sunglasses off casually.
His chauffeur had slid apart the divider and was looking questioningly at him.
He nodded briefly.
Both his chauffeur and bodyguard stepped out from the limo, adjusting their impeccable black suits. Silently they surrounded the oblivious Sano, who was still looking quizzically at Daisuke.
He nodded again.
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Sano couldn't believe it... a horse-less carriage!!!! The one that pulled up by his side was a mammoth! Ghosts?!!!! He looked for all the world as if he were only casually lounging against the lamp post, but in reality he was ready to bolt. A window slid open, and a face stared out at him... when he removed his glasses, Sano had a brief twinge of deja vu. Wow, he really looks like Aoshi....
He was caught completely off-guard as two powerful sets of arms wrapped themselves around him. He struggled but it was too late - the element of surprise had robbed him of any advantages of strength he had. A door opened and he was bundled in...
Ack!!!!! Spirit-driven carriages!!! Sano sweated coldly. The door swung shut ominously, encasing him in the all black interior... A coffin!!! Sano curled up in a far corner and watched the Aoshi look-alike fearfully. They hadn't heard from the Oniwanbanshu for awhile...
And Aoshi is always off on business... he's strong, but maybe he got killed... maybe that's his... kami-sama! I gotta get out of here!!!!!! He felt something like a door handle behind him and tugged, but to no avail. We're moving!!!!! @_@!!! Sano clutched his knees to his chest and turned a sick blue. The Aoshi-spirit was smirking at him!!!!!
Sano trembled as he wondered what torture Aoshi was about to inflict on him. Chikusho! I knew I shouldn't have teased Misao so much - he'll have my head!!!!
Daisuke turned his charm up to the max. Inwardly, he was exultant. This person could be the answer to his problems! I can use someone like you.
Sano gulped. U..use? H..hey, Aoshi, um... Shinomori-sama...I'm sorry, you know... I was only teasing her!!! Come on... He laughed weakly,urm... you have a sense of humour right? Somewhere.... his voice trailed off. Aoshi alive, he would face down any day. Aoshi dead was something else. In fact, Sano probably wouldn't have been able to face off against a dead Tsubame.
Daisuke's brow furrowed in confusion. I think you have me mistaken for someone else, my friend. My name isn't Shinomori... Anyway, look, the reason I need you is this - I think you would be perfect as the face of my fashion label,
Sano shook less, relieved that Aoshi's spirit was suffering from amnesia. However, he had no idea what this person was talking about. 'As the face of'? .. Kami-sama! He exclaimed. He wants to peel my face off??? That's sick - now I know why the Oniwanbanshu was so effective...!
Daisuke went on, carried away by excitement, It's a sportswear company my father has - great products, the designers are spot on the trends. But we've been doing so badly against the competition. Marketing is the thing - everyone uses those famous actors - that's so boring. I thought if we could discover a new face - build up lots of hype around him - that might do the trick. And there you were! Perfect! He rubbed his hands together, That face, the attitude, the figure...!! I know it'll work!!
Sano looked at the Aoshi-spirit as if it were crazy. . He flashed a false smile. That's it. I'm going to have to make a run for it...
The limo slid to a stop. Ah, we've reached the office. Come on, Daisuke slid out the door that his chauffeur had opened, We've got lots to discuss....HEY!
Sano shot out the door and barrelled blindly away from the limo.
Maybe it's just as well, Daisuke-sama. His chauffeur shook his head after the fast retreating aku shirt, He seemed really unbalanced.
I'm not giving up! Daisuke clenched his fists, Follow him and keep me updated on his whereabouts.
his bodyguard bowed slightly and took off easily after Sano.
We've been looking all over for the perfect face. I won't let him go so easily, Daisuke explained. He took the bag his chauffeur held up for him and made his way to into the office. I'll make him sign - I just have to find his price.
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Sano was running away again. Twice in a day was too much for his pride to handle. He stopped and clenched his fists in annoyance. This was too much. How on earth was he going to find his way back to the place where he had first appeared? Oh well - regardless of where he was now, and it didn't look like Tokyo or Kyoto to him - he would find Kenshin. Tokyo and Kyoto are the biggest cities in Japan - if I could find him there, I'll find him here too. Chikusho. I'll even turn myself in at a police station and ask for that idiot Saitoh if I have to.
Hmmm. Sano looked around appraisingly. He had wondered into some busy district all right. Herds of people were making their way around him, dressed very strangely. He scratched his head as his eyes followed a slim girl wearing an overly frilly dress that was cut way too short, and holding a weird wand. Right.
He turned on a bunch of people that had pushed past him rudely. Eh? His jaw dropped. An oddly assorted group of females surrounded him, nudging each other and whispering amongst themselves. One thing in common - they were all showing a lot of leg..! Sano's grin turned wolfish. Plenty of time to look for Kenshin later...
It is! It is! the girls were really giggling hard, and they pushed forward one of their party to stand next to Sano. She was kinda cute - dressed in a blue chinese outfit, split to the hip.
Chun Li... and Ryu! They exclaimed in unison. Come with us!
Sano was whipped off his feet and carried away by the horde of excited females.
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Sano stumbled out of the photo booths in a daze. I've had my soul sucked out three hundred times over... he moaned. He picked off the photo stickers the girls had insisted on pasting all over him. One of them had tried to introduce herself as Usagi. Ew. Sano shivered. Her gold coloured hair had looked plain weird. They had tried to drag him off to some place called but he had firmly resisted - and barely escaped with his life.
I've got to find Kenshin! This place is just too unnatural for words! Sano's eyes widened in surprise. How lucky was he? Wasn't that Kenshin just two paces ahead of him? Who could mistake that hair?
You baka!!!! I'm going to kill you!!!! Sano growled and pounced, wrapping his arms around the rurouni's chest.
Umm.. waitaminute. There's more up here than Kenshin ought to have... Sano's hands groped again to make sure.
He was rewarded with a fist in his eye. As his sight returned, he made out a fuming female standing in front of him with her hands crossed over her chest.
How dare you! She said, outraged.
Her eyes took on an appraising look as she considered Sano properly. Although...it's refreshing to have a man take such a direct approach. She smiled wickedly, Care to spend some time with me?
Sano turned heel and ran.
*****
Dusk fell over Tokyo city. The sun slid below the horizon, and the skies darkened...
Sano was walking about aimlessly. He kicked a can in frustration. He had no idea where to start. He had tried to find a police station, but nothing looked familiar to his eyes. He had wanted food, but had no idea where to go. Nothing seemed to work the way it should. Where was he anyway?
He lifted his head and regarded the skies vengefully. The stars were winking at him! He waved his fist at them in response. Chikusho! Stop laughing, it's not funny! he howled.
With a faint buzz and a smothered pop, the streetlights came on one by one. It was too much for Sano to take. He freaked out and took off down the street, running as if the stars were determined to wreak vengeance on him.
Che, what kind of drugs is he on? An elderly shopkeeper regarded the screaming figure musingly, before returning to his sweeping.
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Notes:
Yay! As always, writing Sano suffering came really easy ^_^. Keep your reviews coming, they really make my day! Only a few more chappies to go...
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