A/N: ('~' indicates character thoughts)
Hello minna! On with chapter two, ne? ^^, I'm trying to update as much as possible, as to not make my wonderful readers impatient. So here we are, but first: my revered reviewers! Thank you all! I can't believe I've gotten 4 reviews in two days! I feel so honored. ^^
*Shizuka: Thank you for the praise! ^^, and I'm trying to update at least once a week. XD
*Hisa: Thanks buddy! (I know u don't normally read RK fics, so x-tra thanks ^^) I'm revealing more and more, so don't worry! (Hmm. maybe I should have categorized this fic as romance/mystery.. . , lol, oh well!) Disclaimer: RuRo Ken characters not owned by the insane high schooler.
~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~ Chapter Two: A Faerie not Meant to Be
"Shinta, come on, hurry!"
The little girl ran towards him, tugging at his hand playfully, with all the insistence of a small child.
"Shinta! Onegai!" The small girl pouted as she fixed the older boy of eight with a pleading look.
The boy smiled a bit at the girl, following her lead as she led him to a small vegetable garden.
"Maa maa, Rin-chan, I'm coming." He looked at her expectantly, a hint of amusement in his violet eyes at her excitement, a small smile tugging at his lips.
The little girl grinned with delight, releasing his hand to point with much enthusiasm at a singular leaflet of a tiny beanstalk, the new life gleaming under the serene droplets of the recent rainfall.
"Look, look Oniisan! It's growing, won't Otousan be happy?" She beamed up at him, the cheerfulness in her eyes making the boy's smile broaden.
"Hai Imouto, new life after a storm is good luck! Why don't you go tell Tousan about it, ne?"
"Okay!" Rin ran off towards the small farmhouse, her light brown hair bouncing behind her little body.
Shinta smiled inwardly at her, she was kawaii, and his life had certainly been exciting since she had come into the family. He glanced around a bit, brushing his bangs off of his brow. ~Well, guess I had better go and tend to the animals then.~ He walked over to the barn, seeing his father's prized stallion, Ginzuishou, and patted its head affectionately.
"Hello there, Ginzu." The horse snorted in reply, and he gave it a bit of hay as he stroked its chin.
"Oi Shinta! How have you been?"
He turned to the greeting, seeing the stablehand, Ryusuke, and waving in response.
"Just fine, how about you?"
"Can I ask you something Shinta?" The young groom questioned, turning serious for a rare moment.
"Sure, what is it Ryu?"
"Clang, Clang, Clang!!!"
".Oro?"
*Clang Clang Clang!*
~*~*~
"Wake up, baka!"
Hiko strode into the tent adorning a pot and a wooden spoon, dropping both abruptly on the stirring form of Kenshin.
His eyes snapped open and he raised up into a sitting position, rubbing his head in slight confusion, fragments of his subconscious conversation still floating around his groggy head.
"Hiko-sensei." Kenshin stood up, picking up the pot and spoon and looking up to regard the gaze of his unpleasant master .
"Gomen, I overslept."
"Well that much is obvious." Hiko snorted, smirking at his drowsy pupil. "Not to worry, however. I'm not angry, just all the more training for you in consequence of sleeping through two hours of practice." He looked at the pot and spoon in Kenshin's hands, then to Kenshin expectantly. "And I assume that you will get breakfast going before I throw you into that lake over there. I, unlike some undisciplined ones, have been training all morning, and would like to nourish this impeccable body."
Kenshin nodded at his words, ignoring his ego that seemed to sour with the birds this morning, as he walked out of the tent and knelt beside the fire, beginning to systematically place kindling in a small circle. ~It's going to be a long day.~
~*~*~
"Kaoru!" Several women approached her, pushing her reluctant form towards an elderly man.
"Iie, iie! I don't want to do this, matte!" She struggled against their grasps, finally breaking free and running back to the door.
"But it's a tradition! Everyone must do it. Really, Kaoru, you should feel honored!" One of the women stated as she walked back to her, looking at her disapprovingly.
"I swear, I don't know how she can be one of us." Another women retorted, sneering at the girl, who was half-clothed in an elegant, teal gown.
Kaoru backed up further, fixing the woman closest to her with a defiant glare. She tugged at the gown, taking it the rest of the way off to reveal a slightly dingy cloth top and tope-colored pants. A black headband was secured around her brow, her long indigo locks secured in back by a lavender cord. Her smooth, ivory flesh seemed foreign in the dilapidated attire, but the gaze of two fiery sapphires burned into the closest woman's soul, making her back up a step.
"Tae, I am NOT going to the ceremony! Just forget it, okay?" Her face was beet red from just the mere thought of what they expected her to go through, and she turned abruptly towards the exit.
"She's just delaying it because she knows that she won't be able to complete the ritual, the poor klutz of a girl. She probably can't even fly!" A woman sneered condescendingly, leaning casually on the wall, batting her wings and daring Kaoru to reply.
Tae gasped slightly, turning towards the rude woman.
"You mustn't talk like that Nisato, Kaoru is probably just nervous, don't you remember your ceremony?"
"Yea Tae, perfectly. I remember how I flew into the arms of the most hansom elf alive, and completed the dance flawlessly." Nisato smirked, looking back to Kaoru.
"But it's not like that wretch of a faerie could do such a thing. She defiles our entire race with her insistent ways and foolish defiance to things that are natural for us!"
Kaoru's form seethed with anger and she twitched slightly at that last comment. Turning swiftly around, she jumped over to Nisato, her features alive with fury as she punched her square in the nose, smiling in satisfaction at her dumbfounded reaction.
"That, that bitch! She hit me, she afflicted my face with her dirty hands! You had better hope this doesn't leave a mark!"
Kaoru could only smile sweetly in response, noting the increasing swelling on her face.
"Gomen Nisato, I don't know what came over me. I suppose you are right, I don't have the grace of a faerie, but I'm also not a self- centered, shallow thing who wouldn't know the meaning of an intelligent thought if it had been attached to my fist!"
Nisato glared at her, then proceeded to storm out of the room, leaving a gaping crowd of faeries in the corner and Tae with a sweatdrop as she glanced over at Kaoru.
~Kaoru-chan, when are you going to grow out of this stage? You can't be a tom-boy forever. at this rate, you'll never be able to perform the ritual.~
"Kaoru." Tae stated softly, causing the younger girl to turn to her, a slightly apologetic gaze held within her hues.
"I'm sorry Tae.." Her gaze trailed to her feet and she slowly picked up the beautiful gown, handing it to her long-time friend. "It's just that.. I can't. I'm not ready."
"But Kaoru-chan, you are sixteen, this is the time all faeries must be ready." She held the gown, staring at it softly, trying not to sound too stern as she spoke to her. As long as she had known Kaoru, she had been the odd-one-out. She had always gotten herself into fights as a child, and while others, at the age of thirteen, could be seen perfecting the art of intricate braids, or unlocking their healing powers, Kaoru was always the dirt-streaked one, tromping to her with new bruises or cuts.
"Tae!" Kaoru looked at her, her eyes showing a small bit of the fear that was what she truly felt. She had no desire to choose an elfin mate, and certainly not to perform the dance. Her face turning red once again, she shut her eyes tightly and ran out of the door, not giving Tae a chance to respond to her as she ran from the house and into the woods. Her silent tears left a fading trail behind her, and Tae shook her head sadly. ~That girl was not meant to be born a faerie.~
~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~ Comments, er.. questions.? (You probably have a bunch now @_@) ***REVIEW!*** (Please ^^;) So, to answers pretty much all of your questions, {Yes! This is a K/K pairing, okay?} I'm just slow to get into it.. but there is definitely going to be some interaction in the near future! ^^ (If any of you have any questions on the Japanese, I will make side notes on them from now on)
Onegai- please Oniisan- Older brother Imouto- little sister Otousan- father Matte- stop;wait {imperitive}
There, well, that's all for now ^^, Ja!
Hello minna! On with chapter two, ne? ^^, I'm trying to update as much as possible, as to not make my wonderful readers impatient. So here we are, but first: my revered reviewers! Thank you all! I can't believe I've gotten 4 reviews in two days! I feel so honored. ^^
*Shizuka: Thank you for the praise! ^^, and I'm trying to update at least once a week. XD
*Hisa: Thanks buddy! (I know u don't normally read RK fics, so x-tra thanks ^^) I'm revealing more and more, so don't worry! (Hmm. maybe I should have categorized this fic as romance/mystery.. . , lol, oh well!) Disclaimer: RuRo Ken characters not owned by the insane high schooler.
~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~ Chapter Two: A Faerie not Meant to Be
"Shinta, come on, hurry!"
The little girl ran towards him, tugging at his hand playfully, with all the insistence of a small child.
"Shinta! Onegai!" The small girl pouted as she fixed the older boy of eight with a pleading look.
The boy smiled a bit at the girl, following her lead as she led him to a small vegetable garden.
"Maa maa, Rin-chan, I'm coming." He looked at her expectantly, a hint of amusement in his violet eyes at her excitement, a small smile tugging at his lips.
The little girl grinned with delight, releasing his hand to point with much enthusiasm at a singular leaflet of a tiny beanstalk, the new life gleaming under the serene droplets of the recent rainfall.
"Look, look Oniisan! It's growing, won't Otousan be happy?" She beamed up at him, the cheerfulness in her eyes making the boy's smile broaden.
"Hai Imouto, new life after a storm is good luck! Why don't you go tell Tousan about it, ne?"
"Okay!" Rin ran off towards the small farmhouse, her light brown hair bouncing behind her little body.
Shinta smiled inwardly at her, she was kawaii, and his life had certainly been exciting since she had come into the family. He glanced around a bit, brushing his bangs off of his brow. ~Well, guess I had better go and tend to the animals then.~ He walked over to the barn, seeing his father's prized stallion, Ginzuishou, and patted its head affectionately.
"Hello there, Ginzu." The horse snorted in reply, and he gave it a bit of hay as he stroked its chin.
"Oi Shinta! How have you been?"
He turned to the greeting, seeing the stablehand, Ryusuke, and waving in response.
"Just fine, how about you?"
"Can I ask you something Shinta?" The young groom questioned, turning serious for a rare moment.
"Sure, what is it Ryu?"
"Clang, Clang, Clang!!!"
".Oro?"
*Clang Clang Clang!*
~*~*~
"Wake up, baka!"
Hiko strode into the tent adorning a pot and a wooden spoon, dropping both abruptly on the stirring form of Kenshin.
His eyes snapped open and he raised up into a sitting position, rubbing his head in slight confusion, fragments of his subconscious conversation still floating around his groggy head.
"Hiko-sensei." Kenshin stood up, picking up the pot and spoon and looking up to regard the gaze of his unpleasant master .
"Gomen, I overslept."
"Well that much is obvious." Hiko snorted, smirking at his drowsy pupil. "Not to worry, however. I'm not angry, just all the more training for you in consequence of sleeping through two hours of practice." He looked at the pot and spoon in Kenshin's hands, then to Kenshin expectantly. "And I assume that you will get breakfast going before I throw you into that lake over there. I, unlike some undisciplined ones, have been training all morning, and would like to nourish this impeccable body."
Kenshin nodded at his words, ignoring his ego that seemed to sour with the birds this morning, as he walked out of the tent and knelt beside the fire, beginning to systematically place kindling in a small circle. ~It's going to be a long day.~
~*~*~
"Kaoru!" Several women approached her, pushing her reluctant form towards an elderly man.
"Iie, iie! I don't want to do this, matte!" She struggled against their grasps, finally breaking free and running back to the door.
"But it's a tradition! Everyone must do it. Really, Kaoru, you should feel honored!" One of the women stated as she walked back to her, looking at her disapprovingly.
"I swear, I don't know how she can be one of us." Another women retorted, sneering at the girl, who was half-clothed in an elegant, teal gown.
Kaoru backed up further, fixing the woman closest to her with a defiant glare. She tugged at the gown, taking it the rest of the way off to reveal a slightly dingy cloth top and tope-colored pants. A black headband was secured around her brow, her long indigo locks secured in back by a lavender cord. Her smooth, ivory flesh seemed foreign in the dilapidated attire, but the gaze of two fiery sapphires burned into the closest woman's soul, making her back up a step.
"Tae, I am NOT going to the ceremony! Just forget it, okay?" Her face was beet red from just the mere thought of what they expected her to go through, and she turned abruptly towards the exit.
"She's just delaying it because she knows that she won't be able to complete the ritual, the poor klutz of a girl. She probably can't even fly!" A woman sneered condescendingly, leaning casually on the wall, batting her wings and daring Kaoru to reply.
Tae gasped slightly, turning towards the rude woman.
"You mustn't talk like that Nisato, Kaoru is probably just nervous, don't you remember your ceremony?"
"Yea Tae, perfectly. I remember how I flew into the arms of the most hansom elf alive, and completed the dance flawlessly." Nisato smirked, looking back to Kaoru.
"But it's not like that wretch of a faerie could do such a thing. She defiles our entire race with her insistent ways and foolish defiance to things that are natural for us!"
Kaoru's form seethed with anger and she twitched slightly at that last comment. Turning swiftly around, she jumped over to Nisato, her features alive with fury as she punched her square in the nose, smiling in satisfaction at her dumbfounded reaction.
"That, that bitch! She hit me, she afflicted my face with her dirty hands! You had better hope this doesn't leave a mark!"
Kaoru could only smile sweetly in response, noting the increasing swelling on her face.
"Gomen Nisato, I don't know what came over me. I suppose you are right, I don't have the grace of a faerie, but I'm also not a self- centered, shallow thing who wouldn't know the meaning of an intelligent thought if it had been attached to my fist!"
Nisato glared at her, then proceeded to storm out of the room, leaving a gaping crowd of faeries in the corner and Tae with a sweatdrop as she glanced over at Kaoru.
~Kaoru-chan, when are you going to grow out of this stage? You can't be a tom-boy forever. at this rate, you'll never be able to perform the ritual.~
"Kaoru." Tae stated softly, causing the younger girl to turn to her, a slightly apologetic gaze held within her hues.
"I'm sorry Tae.." Her gaze trailed to her feet and she slowly picked up the beautiful gown, handing it to her long-time friend. "It's just that.. I can't. I'm not ready."
"But Kaoru-chan, you are sixteen, this is the time all faeries must be ready." She held the gown, staring at it softly, trying not to sound too stern as she spoke to her. As long as she had known Kaoru, she had been the odd-one-out. She had always gotten herself into fights as a child, and while others, at the age of thirteen, could be seen perfecting the art of intricate braids, or unlocking their healing powers, Kaoru was always the dirt-streaked one, tromping to her with new bruises or cuts.
"Tae!" Kaoru looked at her, her eyes showing a small bit of the fear that was what she truly felt. She had no desire to choose an elfin mate, and certainly not to perform the dance. Her face turning red once again, she shut her eyes tightly and ran out of the door, not giving Tae a chance to respond to her as she ran from the house and into the woods. Her silent tears left a fading trail behind her, and Tae shook her head sadly. ~That girl was not meant to be born a faerie.~
~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~ Comments, er.. questions.? (You probably have a bunch now @_@) ***REVIEW!*** (Please ^^;) So, to answers pretty much all of your questions, {Yes! This is a K/K pairing, okay?} I'm just slow to get into it.. but there is definitely going to be some interaction in the near future! ^^ (If any of you have any questions on the Japanese, I will make side notes on them from now on)
Onegai- please Oniisan- Older brother Imouto- little sister Otousan- father Matte- stop;wait {imperitive}
There, well, that's all for now ^^, Ja!
