Rurouni Kenshin does not belong to me. Akemi, Mitsuko, Ran, however do belong to me. Thank you for your positive feedback everyone. I'm glad you're enjoying this. ^_^ And to think, this is my first Kenshin fic too. Sorry for such a long time to update. I just thought it felt rushed, but, feh, it had to get done anyway.
What A World
By, BurningEmber
~Chapter 8~
"If you are sure this is what you want, Ran, then I will teach you the Hiten Mitsurugi, that I will," He said with a smile. She smiled a rather large smile and hugged him tightly.
"Oh, thank you, father! Thank you so much!" Ran squealed happily. Yahiko walked out of his room, yawning.
"What's with all the excitement?" He asked, stretching.
"Oh, good morning, Yahiko," Ran said. "Father is going to teach me the Hiten Mitserugi style!"
"Father? So it was true?" He asked, looking at Kenshin. He nodded.
"Ran, is my little girl," Kenshin said, then proceeded in cooking breakfast.
"Ran's Kenshin's daughter?" Sanosuke asked as he walked out. "How come you never told us before Kenshin?"
"Umm…I…" He hesitated. Kenshin had forgotten everything after he had vowed to never kill a soul ever again. He tried to forget, meaning before and after his Battousai days. There would be times in which Kenshin would have nightmares of his past. But he thought they were just nightmares.
"Kenshin?" Kaoru called out, she saw something wrong. She wanted…no, needed to know whether he was alright or not. Kenshin was still trying to answer Sanosuke's question.
"Kenshin?" Kaoru asked again. Kenshin looked up at her, breaking all thought. She looked upset, he saw sadness in those blue eyes of hers. He just couldn't look away.
"Miss Kaoru…." Kenshin had nothing more to say. Ran looked at her father, wondering what was causing the two such misery. Yahiko put a hand on Ran's shoulder, she looked up at him and then back to the two adults who were in still silence.
"I'm very sorry, that I am," He said and let go of Ran. "Miss Kaoru do you have an extra wooden sword?"
"Yes, of course," She said and went go get it. When she returned, she handed Ran some proper clothing and the wooden sword. She smiled and went took a bath and put the clothing on. She walked into a rather large room of the dojo, where she and Kenshin would train. Kenshin stood there, smiling and unsheathing his sword. She looked in awe. She had never seen the Reverse Blade Sword before, the dull blade that saved the many lives that her father had saved.
"Are you ready?" He asked. Ran got into the proper position. It just came natural to her.
"Yes, I'm ready," She said. Kenshin nodded and began showing her the different techniques he knew.
Around dusk, Kenshin had showed her everything she needed to know and more. Ran was most pleased at that, she knew as much as her father did now. Just like she wanted. Kenshin had to admit, she was pretty good for someone her age.
"You were very good, that you were," He said, smiling. "I'm very proud of you." "Thank you, father. Your praise means so much to me," She said with a small bow.
"I think you and Yahiko should battle at dawn. One style against another," He said.
"Against Yahiko? Are you sure father? He must be a very experienced swordsman," She said.
"I'm positive Ran, that I am. I have faith in you. I know you'll do well," He said. "Just practice and you'll do well. I'll retire for the night, as you should too." "No," She said.
"No?" He inquired.
"I'm going to practice, just for a little longer," She said. Kenshin smiled and nodded.
"Just don't stay out too late, good night," He said, kissed her on her forehead and walked back to his room. Ran smiled and continued practicing one of the many techniques her father taught her earlier in the day. Yahiko slowly crept into the room to watch her train. She messed up a few times, which caused him to chuckle softly. Ran went back at it again, practicing, harder and harder. Her body moved swiftly, Yahiko took note of that. If he was to fight with her one day, he would have to take note of everything. Her motions, her skill, her techniques, everything.
"Damn it," She muttered as she messed up again. "I'm never going to get the hang of this." Yahiko shook his head, he knew that definitely wasn't true. From what he saw, Ran was exceptionally well in the art of swordsmanship. She just needed more than a day of practice. She failed to realize that. Yahiko opened the door another inch, to get a better look. She heard it open and gasped, then thought it was the wind. Yahiko sighed in relief of this and continued to watch her.
'She's amazing,' He thought to himself and looked at her face, sweat dripping from her forehead. It was quite warm in the dojo after all, she couldn't help it. He then heard her begin to walk out. He thought quickly and dove into a bundle of bushes.
"Mitsurugi Flying Dragon?" She asked herself. She shrugged and jumped up, as if she were flying and came back down, wiping the sweat off of her brow. Yahiko's eyes were as wide as they could go by this point. He thought that only Kenshin could pull a move that well. She tried it again, this time landing on her left arm, groaning in pain. Yahiko didn't give it a second thought, he jumped out of the bushes and took her into his arms.
"Are you alright?" He asked her, rather worried.
"Yahiko? What are you doing out here?" She asked.
"Don't worry about that right now, are you alright?" He asked again.
"Yeah, I'm fine," She said and held her left arm as she sat up, wincing in pain. "Ok, so maybe I'm not."
"I'm going to get Miss Mitsuko," He said. "She's just as good as Miss Megumi." He ran back into the dojo and ran into her room. "Miss Mistuko!"
"Yahiko? What's wrong?" She asked.
"It's Ran, she hurt her arm," Yahiko said. Mitsuko got up and walked outside, and looked at Ran.
"Miss Himura?" Mitsuko asked. Ran looked up at her, her violet eyes showing nothing but pain. Mitsuko kneeled by her and briefly looked at it, seeing as nothing was too severe. "I see nothing wrong, she just fell on it." "So, I'm fine?" She asked.
"Yes, you're fine," Mitsuko responded and looked at Yahiko. "You two better go back to bed." The two nodded and got up, Yahiko helped her to her bedroom. She didn't bother getting undressed, she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the futon's pillow. Yahiko smiled warmly at her and brushed her bangs away from her eyes, then walked out. Mitsuko smiled at him, then walked back into her own room. She knew Ran and Yahiko would become something one day. She saw how they smiled at one another, how they talked and understood each other. They were just meant to be and their love would be exceptionally strong.
She couldn't fall back asleep, there was so much on her mind. She wanted to know why Sanosuke was rejecting something very important to her. She didn't understand it, but she wanted to. She didn't care how much it hurt her either. It was important to her that she knew why. Sanosuke needed to know what she felt, how this was killing her. Just shredding her heart in half. She looked down at her bulge and rubbed it gently as she felt it kick.
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What A World
By, BurningEmber
~Chapter 8~
"If you are sure this is what you want, Ran, then I will teach you the Hiten Mitsurugi, that I will," He said with a smile. She smiled a rather large smile and hugged him tightly.
"Oh, thank you, father! Thank you so much!" Ran squealed happily. Yahiko walked out of his room, yawning.
"What's with all the excitement?" He asked, stretching.
"Oh, good morning, Yahiko," Ran said. "Father is going to teach me the Hiten Mitserugi style!"
"Father? So it was true?" He asked, looking at Kenshin. He nodded.
"Ran, is my little girl," Kenshin said, then proceeded in cooking breakfast.
"Ran's Kenshin's daughter?" Sanosuke asked as he walked out. "How come you never told us before Kenshin?"
"Umm…I…" He hesitated. Kenshin had forgotten everything after he had vowed to never kill a soul ever again. He tried to forget, meaning before and after his Battousai days. There would be times in which Kenshin would have nightmares of his past. But he thought they were just nightmares.
"Kenshin?" Kaoru called out, she saw something wrong. She wanted…no, needed to know whether he was alright or not. Kenshin was still trying to answer Sanosuke's question.
"Kenshin?" Kaoru asked again. Kenshin looked up at her, breaking all thought. She looked upset, he saw sadness in those blue eyes of hers. He just couldn't look away.
"Miss Kaoru…." Kenshin had nothing more to say. Ran looked at her father, wondering what was causing the two such misery. Yahiko put a hand on Ran's shoulder, she looked up at him and then back to the two adults who were in still silence.
"I'm very sorry, that I am," He said and let go of Ran. "Miss Kaoru do you have an extra wooden sword?"
"Yes, of course," She said and went go get it. When she returned, she handed Ran some proper clothing and the wooden sword. She smiled and went took a bath and put the clothing on. She walked into a rather large room of the dojo, where she and Kenshin would train. Kenshin stood there, smiling and unsheathing his sword. She looked in awe. She had never seen the Reverse Blade Sword before, the dull blade that saved the many lives that her father had saved.
"Are you ready?" He asked. Ran got into the proper position. It just came natural to her.
"Yes, I'm ready," She said. Kenshin nodded and began showing her the different techniques he knew.
Around dusk, Kenshin had showed her everything she needed to know and more. Ran was most pleased at that, she knew as much as her father did now. Just like she wanted. Kenshin had to admit, she was pretty good for someone her age.
"You were very good, that you were," He said, smiling. "I'm very proud of you." "Thank you, father. Your praise means so much to me," She said with a small bow.
"I think you and Yahiko should battle at dawn. One style against another," He said.
"Against Yahiko? Are you sure father? He must be a very experienced swordsman," She said.
"I'm positive Ran, that I am. I have faith in you. I know you'll do well," He said. "Just practice and you'll do well. I'll retire for the night, as you should too." "No," She said.
"No?" He inquired.
"I'm going to practice, just for a little longer," She said. Kenshin smiled and nodded.
"Just don't stay out too late, good night," He said, kissed her on her forehead and walked back to his room. Ran smiled and continued practicing one of the many techniques her father taught her earlier in the day. Yahiko slowly crept into the room to watch her train. She messed up a few times, which caused him to chuckle softly. Ran went back at it again, practicing, harder and harder. Her body moved swiftly, Yahiko took note of that. If he was to fight with her one day, he would have to take note of everything. Her motions, her skill, her techniques, everything.
"Damn it," She muttered as she messed up again. "I'm never going to get the hang of this." Yahiko shook his head, he knew that definitely wasn't true. From what he saw, Ran was exceptionally well in the art of swordsmanship. She just needed more than a day of practice. She failed to realize that. Yahiko opened the door another inch, to get a better look. She heard it open and gasped, then thought it was the wind. Yahiko sighed in relief of this and continued to watch her.
'She's amazing,' He thought to himself and looked at her face, sweat dripping from her forehead. It was quite warm in the dojo after all, she couldn't help it. He then heard her begin to walk out. He thought quickly and dove into a bundle of bushes.
"Mitsurugi Flying Dragon?" She asked herself. She shrugged and jumped up, as if she were flying and came back down, wiping the sweat off of her brow. Yahiko's eyes were as wide as they could go by this point. He thought that only Kenshin could pull a move that well. She tried it again, this time landing on her left arm, groaning in pain. Yahiko didn't give it a second thought, he jumped out of the bushes and took her into his arms.
"Are you alright?" He asked her, rather worried.
"Yahiko? What are you doing out here?" She asked.
"Don't worry about that right now, are you alright?" He asked again.
"Yeah, I'm fine," She said and held her left arm as she sat up, wincing in pain. "Ok, so maybe I'm not."
"I'm going to get Miss Mitsuko," He said. "She's just as good as Miss Megumi." He ran back into the dojo and ran into her room. "Miss Mistuko!"
"Yahiko? What's wrong?" She asked.
"It's Ran, she hurt her arm," Yahiko said. Mitsuko got up and walked outside, and looked at Ran.
"Miss Himura?" Mitsuko asked. Ran looked up at her, her violet eyes showing nothing but pain. Mitsuko kneeled by her and briefly looked at it, seeing as nothing was too severe. "I see nothing wrong, she just fell on it." "So, I'm fine?" She asked.
"Yes, you're fine," Mitsuko responded and looked at Yahiko. "You two better go back to bed." The two nodded and got up, Yahiko helped her to her bedroom. She didn't bother getting undressed, she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the futon's pillow. Yahiko smiled warmly at her and brushed her bangs away from her eyes, then walked out. Mitsuko smiled at him, then walked back into her own room. She knew Ran and Yahiko would become something one day. She saw how they smiled at one another, how they talked and understood each other. They were just meant to be and their love would be exceptionally strong.
She couldn't fall back asleep, there was so much on her mind. She wanted to know why Sanosuke was rejecting something very important to her. She didn't understand it, but she wanted to. She didn't care how much it hurt her either. It was important to her that she knew why. Sanosuke needed to know what she felt, how this was killing her. Just shredding her heart in half. She looked down at her bulge and rubbed it gently as she felt it kick.
Continue? Yes? No? Review! Please! I love hearing your reviews!