Chapter 2: Life and Soap Bubbles
A/N: HEWWO! I SEE YOU THAT MEANS YOU MUST BE READING! OH JOY OH JOY! ^.^ *anime tears run down cheeks* Yay! Sorry if this is really bad...I wouldn't know. It's MY fanfic so naturally I think it's bad. I need some serious input here! .
Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin. I DO own the evil mutant indestructible plaid piggy banks though. Do you think we could negotiate a trade?
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Kenshin had never been so embarrassed in his entire life. Even the humiliations he's had to go through with Hiko weren't this bad. 'Ano...I bet my face is STILL red.' Kenshin thinks as he bends over the laundry.
Thank Kami Kaoru needed something from town, for her knew there is no way he could have faced her all day today. But he didn't have to worry about that for now, since Yahiko accompanied Kaoru into town with the secret motive of meeting Tsubame.
Kenshin is alone. Blessed alone time. 'I remember I used to hate being alone here at the dojo like this. But now that I have other things to take my mind of my past..."
An image of himself wearing Kaoru's kimono once again surfaces. "OROROOO!" Kenshin cries, backing away from the laundry basin to clear his mind for a moment.
Back to the happy thoughts.
'Not very many days this peaceful arise nowadays.' Kenshin thinks. Usually it is he that escorts Kaoru to town. Deep down there is a portion of his manly pride that is still seething from being left behind.
"YOU AHOU! How could you stay behind and let her basically take HERSELF to town! ALONE!" It howled. "What if something happens!!!" Kenshin shakes his head and smiles to himself.
"I have faith that Miss Kaoru can take care of herself, that I do." He says quietly to himself.
"GET A GRIP BAKA AHOU!" it continues.
Kenshin is still battling to quiet his conscience when Kaoru and Yahiko approach the dojo. "I think I'm going to make the tofu tonight." Kaoru repeats for about the millionth time.
Sighing from exasperation at Kaoru's broken-recordness, Yahiko simply nods. "Just don't put dressing on it....please?" he begs, opening the dojo gate.
"Why not?" Kaoru asks, pondering the meaning of ranch dressing.
"CAUSE DRESSING IS BAD!!!!" Yahiko shouts at the top of his lungs. Around the corner they hear, "ORO! Not a cross-dress---OOMPH!!!" Followed by a series of splashes, watery "ORO!"s, crashes and choking.
Kaoru and Yahiko rush around the corner to find their beloved rurouni not only elbow deep in soapsuds, but somewhere about...entire body deep in the laundry basin.
Kenshin sits in the basin blubbering something about kimonos while Kaoru and Yahiko try to figure out exactly what is going on. "KENSHIN!" Yahiko exclaims. It pains him to see his role model acting so weird.
First the incident this morning...now this? "Kaoru, what's wrong with Kenshin?" Yahiko whispers. "What's wrong with Kenshin?" Kenshin mocks, curling his lips and wrinkling his nose before staring at them suspiciously.
"I don't know Yahiko....I don't know." She replies, moving towards a discarded piece of laundry making sure her movements are slow and predictable. Cause if that telltale glint in Kenshin's eye means what she thinks it does...
" I AM THE BATTOUSAI, OWNER OF THE ALMIGHTY ORO!!!!! FEEEEEAAAAAAARRRRR MEEEEEE!!!!"
Kenshin stands in the laundry basin and strikes various body-builder poses. Kaoru watches, entranced. "Um...Yeah...Sure..." Yahiko mutters as Kenshin's erratic movement causes him to lose his balance and once again find himself lying in the laundry, except this time he is facedown drinking dirty laundry water...again.
After about 10 minutes of this Kenshin raises his head. "Forget this.I'm going to practice." Yahiko announces, turning toward the dojo.
'My God! He really wasn't kidding! He IS Battousai!!' Kaoru thinks in shock as Kenshin's icy golden feral gaze latches onto hers before staring at a point slightly above her right shoulder.
'Um?' Kaoru thinks, watching Kenshin with an expression of puzzlement. "You." Kenshin growls angrily. "Take your hands off her if you wish to keep them." No longer are his words playfully slurring. This is the cold, defined speech of the legendary Hitokiri. Startled and a little wary, Kaoru slowly turns to face her adversary.
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A/N: TeheTehe. I guess you'll just have to wait to see what happens. What about it though? The more reviews I get, the quicker I post! If I get over 5 I'll try to post it the same day! Happy reading! *.*x (tehe, wonder who this is)
A/N: HEWWO! I SEE YOU THAT MEANS YOU MUST BE READING! OH JOY OH JOY! ^.^ *anime tears run down cheeks* Yay! Sorry if this is really bad...I wouldn't know. It's MY fanfic so naturally I think it's bad. I need some serious input here! .
Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin. I DO own the evil mutant indestructible plaid piggy banks though. Do you think we could negotiate a trade?
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Kenshin had never been so embarrassed in his entire life. Even the humiliations he's had to go through with Hiko weren't this bad. 'Ano...I bet my face is STILL red.' Kenshin thinks as he bends over the laundry.
Thank Kami Kaoru needed something from town, for her knew there is no way he could have faced her all day today. But he didn't have to worry about that for now, since Yahiko accompanied Kaoru into town with the secret motive of meeting Tsubame.
Kenshin is alone. Blessed alone time. 'I remember I used to hate being alone here at the dojo like this. But now that I have other things to take my mind of my past..."
An image of himself wearing Kaoru's kimono once again surfaces. "OROROOO!" Kenshin cries, backing away from the laundry basin to clear his mind for a moment.
Back to the happy thoughts.
'Not very many days this peaceful arise nowadays.' Kenshin thinks. Usually it is he that escorts Kaoru to town. Deep down there is a portion of his manly pride that is still seething from being left behind.
"YOU AHOU! How could you stay behind and let her basically take HERSELF to town! ALONE!" It howled. "What if something happens!!!" Kenshin shakes his head and smiles to himself.
"I have faith that Miss Kaoru can take care of herself, that I do." He says quietly to himself.
"GET A GRIP BAKA AHOU!" it continues.
Kenshin is still battling to quiet his conscience when Kaoru and Yahiko approach the dojo. "I think I'm going to make the tofu tonight." Kaoru repeats for about the millionth time.
Sighing from exasperation at Kaoru's broken-recordness, Yahiko simply nods. "Just don't put dressing on it....please?" he begs, opening the dojo gate.
"Why not?" Kaoru asks, pondering the meaning of ranch dressing.
"CAUSE DRESSING IS BAD!!!!" Yahiko shouts at the top of his lungs. Around the corner they hear, "ORO! Not a cross-dress---OOMPH!!!" Followed by a series of splashes, watery "ORO!"s, crashes and choking.
Kaoru and Yahiko rush around the corner to find their beloved rurouni not only elbow deep in soapsuds, but somewhere about...entire body deep in the laundry basin.
Kenshin sits in the basin blubbering something about kimonos while Kaoru and Yahiko try to figure out exactly what is going on. "KENSHIN!" Yahiko exclaims. It pains him to see his role model acting so weird.
First the incident this morning...now this? "Kaoru, what's wrong with Kenshin?" Yahiko whispers. "What's wrong with Kenshin?" Kenshin mocks, curling his lips and wrinkling his nose before staring at them suspiciously.
"I don't know Yahiko....I don't know." She replies, moving towards a discarded piece of laundry making sure her movements are slow and predictable. Cause if that telltale glint in Kenshin's eye means what she thinks it does...
" I AM THE BATTOUSAI, OWNER OF THE ALMIGHTY ORO!!!!! FEEEEEAAAAAAARRRRR MEEEEEE!!!!"
Kenshin stands in the laundry basin and strikes various body-builder poses. Kaoru watches, entranced. "Um...Yeah...Sure..." Yahiko mutters as Kenshin's erratic movement causes him to lose his balance and once again find himself lying in the laundry, except this time he is facedown drinking dirty laundry water...again.
After about 10 minutes of this Kenshin raises his head. "Forget this.I'm going to practice." Yahiko announces, turning toward the dojo.
'My God! He really wasn't kidding! He IS Battousai!!' Kaoru thinks in shock as Kenshin's icy golden feral gaze latches onto hers before staring at a point slightly above her right shoulder.
'Um?' Kaoru thinks, watching Kenshin with an expression of puzzlement. "You." Kenshin growls angrily. "Take your hands off her if you wish to keep them." No longer are his words playfully slurring. This is the cold, defined speech of the legendary Hitokiri. Startled and a little wary, Kaoru slowly turns to face her adversary.
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A/N: TeheTehe. I guess you'll just have to wait to see what happens. What about it though? The more reviews I get, the quicker I post! If I get over 5 I'll try to post it the same day! Happy reading! *.*x (tehe, wonder who this is)