A short fic that has been bouncing around my head for a long time. It's
kinda short, but what the heck, I can't make it any better.
Disclaimer: Nubohiro Watsuki=RK, me=nothing. G?
Hiko's 50th birthday!!!!!
"Master?", a certain redhead peeped through the door of Hiko-sama's tiny beat-up shack. (really, how do you figure how he gets through the door???)
"Yes?", Hiko answered.
Kenshin had come inside the tiny beat-up shack and stood in front of his master. He was staring at the floor nervously. "Uh."
"Yes, what is it that you want from me, baka deshi?"
"Master, remember how I give you sake every year for your birthday?"
"Yes, what about it?"
"This year, since you're turning fifty and all. I, ahhh, decided to give you something more appropriate."
Hiko's left eyebrow twitched. Was his stupid pupil suggesting that he was getting too old? He snapped, "Get to the point, baka deshi"
"I decided to give you a CANE!!!", Kenshin beamed. He proudly presented an intricately carved, ivory-tipped cane. (you know, the ones rich old people use, if they're not running people over with their motorized wheel-chairs)
Hiko took the "gift" from Kenshin, wordlessly. "Why yes, this would be so useful."
Kenshin beamed some more. "I'm so happy that you like it Master"
"TO HIT YOU ON THE HEAD WITH!!!!" Hiko proceeds to bash Kenshin on the head with the fancy cane.
"Orororo..."
Author's notes: It's too short!!!
Disclaimer: Nubohiro Watsuki=RK, me=nothing. G?
Hiko's 50th birthday!!!!!
"Master?", a certain redhead peeped through the door of Hiko-sama's tiny beat-up shack. (really, how do you figure how he gets through the door???)
"Yes?", Hiko answered.
Kenshin had come inside the tiny beat-up shack and stood in front of his master. He was staring at the floor nervously. "Uh."
"Yes, what is it that you want from me, baka deshi?"
"Master, remember how I give you sake every year for your birthday?"
"Yes, what about it?"
"This year, since you're turning fifty and all. I, ahhh, decided to give you something more appropriate."
Hiko's left eyebrow twitched. Was his stupid pupil suggesting that he was getting too old? He snapped, "Get to the point, baka deshi"
"I decided to give you a CANE!!!", Kenshin beamed. He proudly presented an intricately carved, ivory-tipped cane. (you know, the ones rich old people use, if they're not running people over with their motorized wheel-chairs)
Hiko took the "gift" from Kenshin, wordlessly. "Why yes, this would be so useful."
Kenshin beamed some more. "I'm so happy that you like it Master"
"TO HIT YOU ON THE HEAD WITH!!!!" Hiko proceeds to bash Kenshin on the head with the fancy cane.
"Orororo..."
Author's notes: It's too short!!!